When I lived in North Carolina, as often as I could (not nearly as often as I wanted) I went to the Stammer, a wonderful bi-monthly performance series hosted by the divine MZ*JULEE and featuring poetry, spoken word, music, and ocasionally dance. When I could go, I took pictures with a Palm Zire 71. It’s a really crappy camera, but the pics are small and easy to upload, and it doesn’t interrupt things because it doesn’t need a flash in indoor light. The links on the left take you to those pics—and hey, I know those dates are from the Paeolithic, but Stammer’s still going strong and I still get there ocasionally. The Palm’s dead.