Speed the Plot, Please

Aforementioned almond baklava:


We had a fun day in Eugene yesterday. We drove down to the Fun with Fermentation festival and met up with Aaron's friend Matt, and our friend Jesse. We got to try all different kinds of local beers and wines, quinoa tempeh, kombucha, kim chee, sauerkraut, yogurt, breads, and cheeses. After the festival we headed to Market of Choice to pick up pizza making supplies. Jesse has a brick oven that he built in his back yard. We brought some American Dream dough and ranch and called it a party.
A dessert pizza I designed:

Sweetened almond paste base with chopped, dried apricots, blueberries, cinnamon and a crisp topping. It was pretty good.
After dinner we had tickets to a play, Aaron won them on a radio contest. It was called Speed the Plow. It had decent reviews and we were looking forward to it. This play was so horrible, I wanted to leave after 5 minutes. I kept waiting for my attention to be grabbed, to care even a little bit about this plot. It never happened, and it was such a small venue we had to stay for the whole thing. The basic premise of this play was one obnoxious guy talking to another obnoxious guy about this script and some famous actor who wanted to do the script and how they were going to get rich. There was also a book, on radiation of society or something, that obnoxious guy #1 gets his temporary assistant to read. He is also trying to sleep with her. She reads the book, loves it, blabbers on about it for at least 15 minutes straight, wants it made into a movie. He says the plot isn't good enough for a movie and she freaks out, and talks about it for another 15 minutes. Anyway, what I found ironic about this play is that it's about a book who's plot is not good enough to make into a movie, when there is essentially no plot to the play itself. Horrible, terrible, two huge thumbs down.
Overall, our day trip to Eugene was fun, and I have the whole next week off! Friday was clinic as usual until there was an apparent threat to the health building. We were told to dismiss our patients and go home immediately. It was kind of scary, and we literally just left all our dirty instruments and needles out in the clinic. I had just anesthesized my patient, so the poor guy had to go home with a numb mouth and no dental work. On the good side, as it turns out, that will make 7 days straight of no school for me. I'm pretty excited!