Epiphany productions put on their annual Trolley Dances this weekend, which marked Ruth's first adventure in performance art. She was impressed by the cable strapped, yogic statement on sleep, and just a little scared of the drums at Civic Center when the distraction of the piece of cheese she had been gnawing on was gone. She enjoyed the trolley rides, but by the time the F made it to Duboce where we all walked to the back of the Safeway, Ruth called it quits. When somebody lays on the pavement and screams, they really mean it. But enjoying two of four abstract performances on a day that turned out warmer than expected leaving us overdressed in a large crowd riding a packed trolley seems to us like good first timer success rate.
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