Thursday, October 6, 2011

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand...GO!

Today a stack of discs arrived in the mail and, somewhere in the background, a timer began ticking.

As is often the case, I've landed myself in the middle of a project with little time for turn around and less room for error.

Okay, that's a little dramatic.

Actually, it's a lot dramatic.

If I were to miss the deadline (1) no one will die. Children will not go hungry. The opportunity to cure cancer will not be lost. The world will keep spinning.

People will continue to make theoretical lists of very important things against which less important things will ever be measured.

And I will continue to take on projects that will make me kind of crazy and frantic for little to no money and a thin bit of satisfaction.

Sunrise. Sunset. Sunrise. Sunset.

1. Which I will not.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Boots.

For the last several days I've found myself listening to Adele's Someone Like You.

A lot.

Kind of obsessively actually.

I'm going to blame it on the arrival of fall, with the sun going down early and the weather getting colder in a pretty rapid fashion. There's something that just feels right about walking the dog in the gray end of the afternoon with a sad love song playing in my ear.

Which is kind of where the conversation that I had with the Roller Derby Queen started.

You see, I have a theory.

While the Walkman and the Discman were able to let us carry our music around with us well before this -- to say nothing of portable radios and its kin -- the iPod lets us program to our heart's content.

It lets us, with very little effort, create an actual soundtrack for our lives. A seamless, high-quality, carefully curated soundtrack as plotted and planned as the scoring of a big budget Hollywood movie.

Which is why we love the iPod, even if that's not why we think we love it.

It's 15 minutes of fame, with Adele cheering us on.

Or, more accurately, urging us to cry on her shoulder.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Cheers.

After dinner, Leopold headed up to his office to read and listen to music. I finished cleaning up the kitchen and then checked in before heading to the family room to watch the second episode of Prohibition, the new Ken Burns documentary.

Artboy: Do you want anything?

Leopold: Are you having anything?

Artboy: Well, I'm going to watch the second part of that documentary, so I'm going to open a bottle of wine...otherwise I'm afraid that the mob will come in and take over the house.

Leopold: Of course.