I wonder why it is I'm so hungry lately. I don't know if I should take that at face value as just "im hungry" or if it's something deeper and more meaningful. I'm not sure. All I know is that the people I interact with most, at work, women who are usually good, restrained, diligent about working out and watching what they eat women are going mad for food. There is no saying no, no self denial allowed. It's all hedonistic, a nod to the desert tray, a carefully selected appetizer, a cappuccino with regular milk. I do not know if the season can be blamed. I dont know if blame is actually the correct word in this situation. Is it wrong to want? To hunger? To need? To be able to say what the fuck every now and then? I long for comfort food: for turkey and stuffing and turkeyloaf with mashed potatoes and green beans. For hot apple pie with ice cream. For a night before the fire, on the rug, naked and passionate with Nick. For the phone not to ring and the television to be turned off. I am ready for thanksgiving, the holidays, the millennium, my birthday. I am ready for the world NOT to end, because it won't, no matter what you may or may not have heard. Or, more correctly, it will, but not in 91 days or however many there are between then and now. I have read that there are actually women lining up to have their infants delivered by C section on 1/1/00. I think that that's strange and unfair (and shouldn't count!! only natural births. Heh. Natural Births. That phrase cracks me up. As opposed to a C section, which is UNnatural? Natural Births sounds like...like...I dont know what. Like the opposite of Natural Births would be like ASTRO TURF BIRTHS. Words are funny.)
I've recently become enamorate of Barenaked
Ladies. I'm a sucker for songs where the singers talk to eachother
in the middle, or when the singer laughs or makes a mistake or something silly
happens. There are a few examples of this I can site: In "If I Had
a Million Dollars", I like the interaction of the singers:
"If I had a million dollars
we wouldn't have to eat Kraft dinners,
but we WOULD eat Kraft dinners!
of COURSE we would, we would just eat MORE!
..with fancy ketchup!
yeah!! fa...DIJON ketchup!"
(I also happen to think they sing really well. I just cant stand "one week".)
In a few of Bob Dylan's songs, he laughs in the middle of a line, which makes me extremely happy. Bob Marley blows a word straight off the bat in one of his songs. Im struggling to remember which one it is and am drawing a blank. Music and memory is a strange and powerful thing. Some songs will always remind me of certain people, and no matter how often I hear the song afterwards in other contexts with new people, they can't remove the initial memory. The song "Baker Street" always calls to mind airports, and very specifically, a friend my mother used to have when I was very little. Though I dont remember the friend anymore the situation and the connection to the airport is very strong. To this day, I'm surprised when I do NOT hear it when pulling through to pick someone up or drop someone off.
*note: it was fun looking for the URL for "barenaked ladies" you can imagine what i found FIRST
And this is for Dave:
Now the party's over
Im so tired
Then I see you coming
Out of nowhere
Much communication in a motion
Without conversation or a notion
Avalon
When the samba takes you
Out of nowhere
And the background's fading
Out of focus
Yes the picture's changing
Every moment
And your destination
You don't know it
Avalon
When you bossanova
There's no holding
Would you have me dancing
Out of nowhere
Avalon
I didn't even have to look those up.
Any more Roxy Music lovers out there?
Bryan Ferry anyone? Bete Noire? Boys and Girls? Mamouna? Im
not convinced that the line is "much communication in a motion". It could
be "in emotion". I go either way (no, I really don't, but it's okay if
you do). Make up your own mind.
Food, etc:
Tonight, in the week of Food Around the World with Nick and Dana, is Japanese
night. Though it is not a comfort food, perse, it's certainly a nationality
of food where I'll be served lots of noodles. Plus, I'm all about being
served LOVE ROLLS. I want Barry White to serve me some love rolls, baby.
We did, indeed have japanese food. I love
the Japanese culture. Everything is so neat & orderly. Bowls fit into bowls
which hide spoons. Little tiny plates for wasabi. Nick had chicken teriyaki,
which was surprisingly excellent with tender chicken and a great teriyaki sauce.
I had a jumbo shitakke roll (there were no love rolls, alas) and some tofu,
all of which was pretty healthy. Now i need to go eat a pie.
Links!
This is so unspeakably evil I dont even know where to begin. I cant tell if it's supposed to be a joke or not. The really scary thing is that I don't think it is. Have you ever seen an uglier child? Isn't there something SLIGHTLY off kilter about an 11 year old wanting someone to hug and kiss? I mean, sure, I was starting to get those feelings at 11, but christ. If i was a parent, and I saw this, I would lock up my children and never let them mingle with anyone else ever, for fear that they might meet this family.
Every once in a while people surprise me with their humor. This is an example of one of those times.
ALERT!!! BRYAN FERRY ON TOUR!! BRYAN FERRY ON TOUR!! BRYAN FERRY ON TOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!! ALERT!!! ALERT!!! ALERT!!!! Dave V, you get TWO mentions on this page, NOT because Im sucking up, but because if you hadn't brought up Avalon, I WOULD NEVER HAVE LOOKED!!!!!! That's how I missed Tom Waits, too. So, I owe you a tourshirt or something.
Finding that out made me forget anything I may have been able to discuss. Leon, if you're reading this, I'm going to go in Boston, not NY. I'll drive if you can get to CT. email me!!!