Good morning. Hello. How are you? #1106
Where are my slippers. My neck hurts. Super Bowl ads. Thrill Kill Kult. Ozean. Garage reorganization. Car talk. REAL WILD CHILD decor ideas. AVP should come in black WTF. Shed dreams. New farm store.
Hello! Good morning. My god my head hurts. My PT yesterday said “maybe spread your advil out across the day instead of taking six in the morning.” This is in an endeavor to tone down the inflamation in my elbow that has existed for, oh, a year now. The problem is, however, by not taking six, my head doesn’t actually feel better. I knew this would be an issue, but I thought what the heck, I’ll take two, and then two later, how bad could it be?
REALLY BAD, as it turns out.
Jane is at school. Figured out a way to get her to brush her hair in the morning: do it in the truck while waiting in the drop-off line. For some reason that is fun for her. Great. Need a new truck-specific hairbrush now. No sign of G-Wagon lady this morning, which is relevant because Jane keeps asking me which cars are cheapest and most expensive at school. What even is the cheapest car brand these days? I tell her Kia, but that they’re not cheap, they’re affordable, and they’re really quite good. We talk about Yugo a lot, but they don’t exist anymore. Vinfast is coming — and our county will be their home, no less — but they aren’t on the roads yet. It is a hard one to answer.
Can’t find my slippers. They have gone missing. I think G Wagon lady took them and ran off into the sunset.
On my drive home yesterday through the Brady Bunch suburb, I saw a little sign out in front of one of the homes saying they did haircuts. My salon recently closed. Maybe I’ll start going to some rando in Briar Chapel. Reminds me of back when Kellianne used to cut my hair. Miss you, Kellianne.
I am listening to the brand spanking new Wax Trax reissue of My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult’s I See Good Spirits, I See Bad Spirits. I got the deluxe edition that comes with a T-Shirt and a cool crucifix-shaped USB stick. There are moments on this album that it sounds like the Virgin Prunes. I did not realize this back when I was riding around in the back of Davey’s Barracuda in high school, because I had not heard the Virgin Prunes yet. But there is a through-line from them to 80’s midwestern industrial dance. The more you know.
“Davey’s Barracuda” could be a great song name. Also his dad had a ton of International Scouts. Jane and I talked about the International brand of cars today. Told her they were pretty rare. She is obsessed with the “rarest car brand,” which right now for simplicity’s sake I am saying Bugatti. She is also obsessed with the “rarest car brand at school,” which I guess is maybe Infiniti? There is one Infiniti.
So Taylor Swift… haha just kidding I am not going to mention Taylor Swift today.
Excited you guys are excited about REAL WILD CHILD. It is going to be great. I want to try and figure out a non-alcoholic red death. I am working on playlists. If your kid has a new wave, goth, or indie song they love, let me know. Also let me know what entertainment/toys/etc we should have. We thought goth balloons but I don’t want kids to go wild popping them and you know one kid will. We thought glow sticks but seems too rave, unless I can only find… oh my god, look at this Amazon search page: that is pretty f’n goth (sorry FB readers, you’re gonna have to do some clicking).
No one chimed in about weiner dog boot scrapers I am pretty disappointed about that. Really thought I was tapping into some serious nostalgia there but I guess I’m alone. Now I have to wonder forever why the hell we had one.
Forgot to mention the Super Bowl ads in my recap of the Super Bowl yesrterday: I liked the Pluto.TV couch potato ads, I liked the Dunkin ad with the Good Will Hunting guys I don’t remember their names kinda forgot about them after they left Boston, and I liked the Aubrey Plaza ad where she rode a dragon without emoting. Then end.
Speaking of forgetting I forgot on Friday to purchase tickets to the Merge Records 35th anniversary festival at Cat’s Cradle and I am so pissed. I will need to try and buy individual days now. So stupid. I was in front of my computer and everything. Crap crap crap.
Speaking of pissed it has occurred to me, just now, to be pissed that the Apple Vision Pro does not come in black. Apple has brainwashed us into thinking that white is the best, or even a good, color for this thing, when it is obviously not. It is stupid that it’s white. It is even more stupid than insisting the iPod be white, or the Airpods be white. Stupid stupid stupid drives me bonkers, I hate that they wait like two, three rounds before findally condescending to make the thing in the fucking color that it should be anyway. So now I will wait to see if the life-saving brand Colorware makes a black Apple Vision Pro, and believe you me, I will 100% pay an extra $200 or some shit to have a black one.
Speaking of pissed, well, sad, I am sad that the Church/Afghan Whigs show is not coming to the Triangle. Both the Whigs and the Church come to Cat’s Cradle all the time and sell out — oh, I suppose that’s why it’s not coming. If each band could sell out the Cradle on their own, it’s too small for them combined, which means it’d have to go to the Ritz in Raleigh or some shit, and then I wouldn’t bother going anyway. Alas.
Oh also I would like to show you my new garage shop organization, or at least one wall of it, it is so good. Look at this. Look at that hanging pressure washer station. So, so good. Big epiphany lowering the second rail rack in each section down to three feet above the floor. Now there is nothing on the floor along that wall, which is great because leaves are constantly blowing into the garage onto that wall, and I’m always trying to blow them out but there was always shit there. And now? Voila! So good.
Went to pool company’s new bank yesterday Monday AM first thing to deposit some checks. It wasn’t a branch, really, it was just a hallway with four offices. And the woman literally figured out who I am in a couple minutes. Like talk about a small bank. I freakin love it. It rules.
And then afterward I found this amazing store across the street: Pittsboro feed, which just ruled and I bought a bag of perlite that was five feet by two feet by one foot. Place had baby chickies! So much great stuff. I got a frequent buyer card. My new greatest thing is going to be depositing a check for the pool company and then going to Pittsboro Feed and buying some crazy garden thing.
Working out a plan to get a shed attached to the driveway at the new house. Not sure how to go about this. I am going to need to excavate into the hill. Do I then build the shed right into the hill, like a house built on a hill? This would almost certainly mean an expensive custom build. Or I could excavate a larger area, but up a retaining wall, and then buy a prefab shed, but would that cost be even more? I do not know. I did find the greatest prefab shed ever, though, and it will not work for me but I want it so bad anyway. Tell me this thing isn’t the cutest:
Come ON! Look at that door.
Jane bedtime last night, but her and Emma decided they needed to sort all the LEGO, so there wasn’t much for me to do until the end. No bed party, sadly. Abbreviated dance party. Early bedtime, because of her rushing brain and her need to talk, so we sat in the chair and talked for thirty minutes or so before bed, which is just so great, so cute. Kids are miracles, every day you see some new thing they’ve learned or something that’s changed or clicked. Twice yesterday she started getting cranky and mean to us and both times she de-escalated which was just a marvel. We did all right with parenting yesterday. Feeling all right.
Enjoy it while it lasts, buddy.
Hrm for the first time since the new regime I am having a bit of a problem choosing a Media of the Day today. Oh I know. Here is a song by Ozean, an awesome shoegaze band. Been really into them for a while now. They only have three songs. And I have bene eagerly awaiting more. Except what I did not know is that they were, in fact, a band for only part of a single year, in 1993, and never released anything. And now Numero Group is putting out the EP on vinyl. Pretty awesome. Maybe someday people will discover the genius that is our old shoegaze band hahahahaha. Anyway, it’s great.
Talk tomorrow!
Gonna need a link to that shed!
The sheer satisfaction of an organized garage overwhelms the senses. It’s a big feeling. Up there with watching your miracle kids learn new shit and develop day in and day out. I was never one to believe that the marriage with a house with a yard with kids and perhaps a dog or cat that our culture shoves down your throat as “the way” was the right way, but now I get why everyone was telling me to do this.