I woke up early today to drop by and borrow a pick-up. God, i hate mornings. The mother of all oxymorons: "good morning." The Wife and i went and cleared out a load of furniture and cleared out 2/3 of our stuff from our landlord's garage. In between, she went to the orthodontist and i went and picked up my new pair of glasses. The Wife says they look good, a kind of hip 50s retro vibe, which probably means i look a lot like my old man and his 50s pair of Buddy Holly classics.... except now they're "hip." Sigh. Oh well -- she is the one who has to look at me, right?
The one thing we are good at we did to perfection this morning: we took a task that could have been challenging and fun and turned it into pure misery. Did i mention what i thought the term "good morning" was? THAT was fun, altho we were both apologizing for our actions and words pretty quick afterwards, so that we have that going for us.
The Wife went to work later in the afternoon for a few hours, and i stayed home and literally vegged in front of my computer. I went onto Craig's list and found a couple of people trying to get rid of a couple of G4 mac ibooks for $325. There were pictures, and they looked like they were well cared for.
I don't know if its just me, but has anyone else noticed that its pretty easy to hit a pornography website by mistake? That they are that omnipresent on the internet?
I gotta admit that i didn't hang around, but it was only because i wasn't all that tempted. My weakness has never been Playboy or Hustler and all that inauthentic airbrushed T&A, but Penthouse's letters. I'm a sucker for narrative, and an occasionally unsanctified and vivid imagination. I get offended that these sites seem to think men are just that hangdog stupid as to be fascinated by obviously doctored pictures..... oh, yeah. Oops.
The Wife had ordered a table, so she spent the night putting the thing together. I went out and had a rousing discussion at the coffee shop among all the hip Northeastern Progressive coffee snobs on authority and government and if private property is, in fact, an unalienable right. My friends each had a different opinion. N was for the redistribution of wealth and felt God, because of Jubilee, did not consider private property the way John Locke did about the subject. My other friend S was basically Adam Smith's The Wealth of Nations, and argued that both freedom and liberty actually depend upon the concept of private ownership (he even thinks the government shouldn't own any public lands, like say Yellowstone National Park). I argued that the Church was a political entity in and of its self, with a unique set of economics and governance (although i agreed with S that private ownership is the foundation for our modern concept of government). It was an interesting discussion of Capitalism, Socialism, and theocratic monarchy. In other words, it was three friends bullshitting a summer's night away. We finished reading our book, The Black Swan, and are set to begin reading The Metaphysical Club for next Monday. You know fun was had if Thomas Jefferson, Foucault, King David, and Rodney Clapp was mentioned in off-hand ways.
I came home to take out the trash and get ready for bed -- the car is fucked up again. One of the car-eating potholes here in Amherst rattled the exhaust loose from the front and sounds like a Russian T-34 on the attack at Kursk. I have to have the riceburner in by 8:00 AM in the morning. Till i hit the hay i got a good deal on Wings:Season 6, so i have been watching an episode here and there...
God have mercy on the person who wishes me a "good morning" tomorrow morning.
Ruination Day (Part 2)-Gillian Welsh
Train In Vain-The Clash
Winters Come And Gone-Gillian Welsh
To Have And Have Not-Billy Bragg
Blue Side Of The Mountain-SteelDrivers
Blackhawk-Emmylou Harris
Like A Hurricane(Live)-Neil Young
China Grove-Doobie Brothers
Down There By The Train-Johnny Cash
Little Rain-Jimmy Reed