Ellensburg Film Festival (October 6-8)
My spirit returns to Ellensburg next week, eight years after having travelled up the Pacific Coast Highway under the cloak of fog with my friend Nathan in 2009, listening to Television's Marquee Moon and Paul Westerberg the whole way. Somewhere, a MiniDV tape of that trip waits under dust; Windmills, frigid fields of Washington grass and the smile of a good friend from college. I hope my best wishes find my friend and the wonderful festival staff in Yakima. Their good work does not go unnoticed or forgotten.