city through a window
SOME THINGS I THINK ABOUT TOO MUCH
The Guidonian hand, and medieval music theory in general.
The history of wearing fruit on your head. The fact that something was lost when the Chiquita banana logo became a lady and not an actual banana. A similar sadness to the Miami Dolphins removing the football helmet from the dolphin on their logo. That dolphin is going to get CTE, you fucks!
Also football-related: the felony of former NFL star Pac-Man Jones, which is not funny (someone was shot), but is also a little funny because of how it started. Reportedly Pac-Man was making it rain at a strip club and then got mad because the dancers were keeping the money. Like he thought it was all for show or something, and that when you threw cash at dancers they politely returned it after the dance.
The proliferation of “horse bands.” Without even trying, here is a list and I’m sure there are more (most of these can loosely be classified as indie rock)
- Jetstream Pony
- Horsebeach
- An Horse
- Horsegirl
- The Ponys
- Star Horse
- Feeble Little Horse
- Brown Horse
- New Young Pony Club
- Megan Thee Stallion
- PONY
- Horse the Band
- Horse Jumper of Love
- Sugar Horse
- Cheap Dirty Horse
- Horse Vision
RECENTLY
We did our Mother’s Day on Saturday because my tradition is a Chicago hot dog and french fries and my favorite stand is not open on Sundays. I actually ate TWO hot dogs, but we don’t need to publicize that fact. I got a new orchid from LT and a cute bonsai tree from Aaron, and then LT spent the actual Sunday putting in our herb garden so it was a very plant-focused weekend. I personally spent the actual Sunday with as little “productivity” as possible—I read an entire book, wrote and mailed a letter, and watched most of season 2 of Beef.
Every time I watch movies or television that involve relationship drama I discover new dealbreakers/lines in the sand that I did not even know I had. It is not really a spoiler to tell you that if my girlfriend got jealous about nothing and threw herself out of a moving car I would break up with her in the emergency room. I would not spend hours in the emergency room catering to her every demand.
(I know, I know: fictional situations can be illustrative of fictional relationships and you don’t have to apply them to your own life. It can be hard not to, though.)
THINGS I HAVE GOOGLED TODAY
- Did E.T. have teeth (yes)
- Albany Park Library hours (they are different every day and I can NOT internalize them)
- Beckett play trash cans (the title is Endgame and I should have known that…I was the only one giggling when I saw it 20 years ago. Why do people not see how funny Beckett is?)
- Alfred Kubin (weird fuckin’ art, check it out)
- Tuba concerto (there are some! They’re all fairly modern [20th century] although I don’t really know what took so long because the tuba was invented in 1835)
- What did the Greeks call Uruk (they called it Orcha, but I couldn’t really find out why)
- Various boring things related to my 401(k) and other investments (something big is on the horizon but not quite near enough to shout LAND HO! Near enough to write the land sighting down in the captain’s log, though. Near enough to finish up the hardtack and all bugger each other one last time.)
—mimi smartypants is secluded in a marker stone.