Some Random Things

I’m having nice morning, time to sit for a few minutes. I haven’t had that in a few weeks. My life feels a bit non-stop, but today is better. I have a few things to do, but it will mostly be about taking stock, cleaning up a bit, doing a few errands and…reading, ‘riting and relaxing. My three “r’s” (which never worked in the original, either, wasn’t it “reading, ‘riting, and ‘rithmatic?”)

I’m happy, I think.

Some random things: 1) hell 2) it’s always worth vacuuming and 3) the nose knows

1. I think I discovered hell, or what hell would sound like to me. I was in a café and my partner and I are both people who can’t not hear background music. We heard something we didn’t recognize. So I Shazam-ed and came up with nothing. Over the period we drank our coffee, the music looped. Elvis’s voice (with a twangy, fat Elvis-epoch style), with meaningless lyrics, but….it was AI. The guy who worked in the café, happily for him, is not one of those people who can’t not hear background music, but this would be my own personal hell. I used to work in a place where my colleagues wanted to hear a High Llamas album all the friggin’ time, like twice a day. That was punishment enough and the music wasn’t all that bad. This however….wow….
2. My friend has to move. She’s sold the family house and has to go through fifty years of accumulated…(I won’t say crap because it’s not, but the sheer quantity of it makes it so). She wanted to vacuum a carpet and we needed to pull it out from under a standing closet. I pushed up one end of the closet and she and her friend pulled the carpet out as far as they could, then I pushed up the other end while they pulled. All clear, and under where the carpet had been we found…. two thousand bucks. Probably her mother had stashed it there? Made us want to check and recheck all the pockets of everything!
3. Last funny bit. Her mother had a few bottles of perfume. I opened one to smell it, then opened the next. I told them, “I guess my nose is crap because they both smell exactly the same,” and they were….the same brand. So my nose is not crap. So there.

It was nice to spend the day with my friend and poke through all the tons and tons of boxes. An original Rolling Stones concert t-shirt! A piano! Leather gloves! (Leather pants!) A set of carving knives!

I will end with one fun story about my aunt, who was one of the early lovers of television shopping (get two for the price of one! Twelve albums for a penny!) and she bought an electric knife. Which came with an electric fork.

I’ll just that idea sit there for a moment.