see also the concept of original sin, which don't even get me started!
latest additions to list of Things Reasonable People Love That I Hate: crème brûlée, which i've been thinking about a lot because of using a blowtorch daily for dabs (maybe i've just never had a really good one but i'd rather have almost anything else than some hard burnt sugar on top of vanilla pudding!); filial piety/elder worship (related-to-you people can suck just as bad as randos (often worse!) + i live in a society that overly devalues the old and i'm sure i'm biased by that but also like being old is not some automatic sainthood, old people can suck just as bad as randos (often worse!)!!) (which of course doesn't mean they don't still deserve dignity and care); "everything happens for a reason" culture (this last one is arguable in the sense that i don't even know that i have it in me personally to give it the grace to class it as a "reasonable" thing for other people to love (see also the concept of original sin, which don't even get me started!) but this is a newsletter about acceptance and also i wanted a third thing to fill out this paragraph).
sabrina carpenter cover of "good luck, babe!" (a good live cover in the sense of altering the arrangement for the better + she sings well live (these are my two formal characteristics of good live performances)); "come and play in the milky night (demo)" by stereolab (me as an old person in the future (/me now): we don't talk about stereolab enough! they were so special and unique (feinting with bachelor pad vibes and then delivering marxist motorik!). laetitia sadier walked so victoria legrand could run float in the ether); "ice me" by big boss vette (the chorus is so simple but hits and hits). "comedy" by infinity song (never heard of them, was delivered by the algo but i'm addicted to the post-ELO hooks (which also remind me of (old man voice) dye it blonde by smith westerns, an album i often return to when summer comes, as it now has).
ashley's instagram stories from paris, especially a picture she took on the flight home of a woman's blonde hair tumbling into the space between the window seat and the window. deborah made focaccia AND chocolate chip cookies which is dangerous but wonderful. yesterday evening was probably the last evening where we won't have to use the air conditioner and i'm thankful to have tried to really appreciate the silence of its absence (and am thankful that we do have the ability to cool ourselves in this overheating planet and am also thankful for the feeling of silicone earplugs expanding in my ear canal to seal out sound). i'm thankful that though i forgot to take out the recycling bin last week, there was still just enough space in the bin for everything and i took it out this week.
Previously on this day:
- 2016 (that d did not decide to stop being married to me because of our long bike ride, "we'll cross that bridge when we come to it", to have learned from my sunburn)
- 2017 ("that i don't have to work today, even though the reason i don't have to work today is that i had to work saturday", band practice, fancy ice cream sandwiches)
- 2018 (making a donation, to know that such a donation is a drop in the bucket with regard to the torrents of injustice that have been and continue to be perpetrated by my country since its inception, that there is value in being firm in what you believe is right and wrong)
- 2022 (new yorker article about yoko ono, a recipe in kris jenner's cookbook for robert kardashian's cream of wheat, sarah and darcie having french fries together)