i have been lowkey working on something for the last week or so, like a creative project. the way it seems to be shaking out is as a kind of spaulding gray-esque spoken word bit that i am tentatively calling pathao and the unspeakable now. it's gone far enough that i saw a place advertised an open mic tonight and i went by to see if it might be an appropriate venue but?they seemed to be shutting the place down at a little after 8pm. pathao, by the way, is a ride share app developed in bangladesh and used there and in nepal that offers a choice of like, uber-style pickup in someone's passenger car, or riding pillion on someone's motorcycle, which is a LOT cheaper
