Good morning. Whats up. Hi. Sorry I’m late. Jane doctor’s appointment. Went well, all things considered. She did not want to go, but she sucked it up, did the appointment, got two vaccines. Thrilling. Doctors are way more careful and leery of antibiotics these days, it really is something. When I was a kid they handed them out like lollipops. Also they handed out lollipops. I think I was on antibiotics five, six times a year every year of my childhood. This will be Jane’s… first? Maybe second. And they’re talking about it like it’s chemotherapy. Don’t get me wrong, we overused antibiotics before — I mean, I lucked out, I suppose, I’m fine for it, but a lot of people aren’t. And we should be more careful. But also the whole thing definitely has a whiff of “indulge the antivax parents” thing. Or, I don’t know. Maybe doctors actually care about parents and respect their feelings these days. You know what? There is nothing to complain about here, this is all obviously for the better. But it sure is different. Old people.
Also, the school. I feel so bad for those people working the front desk, but also, maybe stop being so officious and rude? Like okay we all have to buzz in now, because school shooters. But, I mean, either the school is horribly designed (it’s not) or you can see me standing there with a six year-old girl when you brusquely ask “what?” into the mic when I buzz in. You know what! I am bringing this six year-old girl to school! There’s a disrespect upward spiral going on here, the office workers act more and more brusque and officious, and the parents are like “yeah you’re not my boss this whole thing is voluntary in this Republican hellscape and we all know it. I can do what I want.” Which causes the office worker to become even more officious and brusque, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of authority in a situation where they have none. And this office worker broke protocol and barked at Jane to run through the door with another student, rather than stick around and wait for me to fill out the form — the completely arbitrary, made-up form — like you’re supposed to. And as far as I can tell she only did the because she did not want to have to press the button to open the door twice. Like… it would have been so difficult to press the button again for Jane in a minute or two.
What a world, what a world.
We were not made to live in large groups. Sure yay A+ dense, walkable cities sure, but also… hell is other people. That whole myth of New Yorkers all getting along, working shit out, lol, yeah, nope. Not happening. Instead they elected a douchenozzle who’s talking about shipping immigrants away just like Ronny Dee.
Okay okay sorry. I was in a state yesterday. Just dysfunctional and depressed and fighting to get any work done (which I did! applause please). I knew I was doing it to myself, I didn’t exercise, I didn’t do anything intellectually stimulating. I was just in this downward spiral of settling into a nice funk, asking myself in all seriousness what the point was of anything, why bother. But then thank god Jane wanted to dance so we danced to Blackpink and Taylor and I felt a little better. Okay, a lot better.
Though I gotta say I might be done with Taylor for a while. I profoundly hope there is at least six months, preferably a year before Reputation (Taylor’s Version). I don’t know. Something is changed. I am getting annoyed with her. I’m annoyed at many little things, one of those moods all swifties get, they don’t want to admit it, but they all get it, where they suddenly see all of her calculating affectations as the marketing it is and lose the Taylor thread for a while. It is not her fault, I suppose. I am questioning art, I am questioning the Western obsession with the individual. I am profoundly disappointed in Taylor’s version of “Clean.” Is it her fault? Imogen’s? It has lost its soul.
Why does her cell phone randomly catch fire at the beginning of the “You Need to Calm Down” video? Do you know how much consternation that has given my daughter, who know wonders if her phone is going to burst into flames?
Only one copy of my vinyl has arrived, which is just poor logistical planning, I mean, come on, this is Taylor Swift, you can’t best the phono manufacturing industry and get your vinyl to arrive on time? I have a Tik Tok video to make here, people.
Tim Apple came out last night in all black, on all hallow’s eve (eve) and introduced black Macbook pros and that is just so glorious and hilarious and it is the first human thing Apple has done in years and I am very proud of them for finding a whiff of humor in their dreary perfectly athletic, fitter, happier, mentally stable lives. And I don’t know if I missed it (I tuned in late) or it just didn’t happen but I didn’t have to look at Eddie Cue’s smug face either, which was a lovely gift. The M3 seems rad, but it is clearly incremental. Photoshop will still beachball regularly for my wife on her large files because Adobe doesn’t care about optimizing software. Apple will use up most of the performance improvements from the new chip on some dumb feature you cannot turn off. But honestly… I kind of want one? Apple’s forays into black should be supported at all times.
Real missed opportunity to not introduce a black iMac pro again, though. I would totally buy a M3 black iMac pro.
Plus the old black iMac pro came with the black keyboard, which is such a great goth accessory.
Tim Apple in black. Really was hilarious. Three different black tones. Total amateur hour high school goth move.
Oh hey by the way I am still using Bing and it is totally fine and you should totally switch. I read an article yesterday about how closed off the Google Antitrust trial is, and it really is something. It’s crazy. And then we have the Trump trials. I mean, where do the courts get off deciding all by themselves whether or not their trials are televised? It’s super weird and non-democratic and one of those things we’re just supposed to not question? I don’t get it. Why on earth would these trials that have major consequences for society be hidden from that society? How is that productive or helpful in an age of fake news?
Had a dream that I was taken in by Taylor’s family and I was their foster child, and I almost got caught stealing a small vial of Taylor’s perfume (Cacharel Lulu) but luckily they all thought it was a small fuse from a set of Christmas lights. Totally normal dream.
Hrm well I guess it’s 10 so I gotta go do my job now. You have a lovely day.
It’s halloween, so of course we have a goth playlist. Who am I kidding, it just happened to be the one closed to being done. Beelzebub’s will. All of my friends are going to hell.
Oh god it burns.
Century of the Self (Taylor’s Version)
that dream! i’m going to be smiling about it all day 😁