Minor swings
This week has been much like being nibbled to death by ducks; a slow, moderately painful process involving a great deal of irritation. It began, inauspiciously enough, on Monday morning when I realized that I had lost my right glove. It was just cold enough that morning to make this annoying. But even more irksome was the fact that this was not the first time: I am now the proud possessor of THREE orphaned black leather gloves, all of them left-handed.
The rest of the week was a flurry of minor indignities. My computer stopped working in its docking station, my LCD screen started to fail, the Dell tech kept rescheduling my appointment, I aggravated my forearm tendonitis (which afflicts both arms and about which I have nothing good to say) and I upended a meant-to-be-consoling cupcake onto my lap, embedding frosting for all of my coworkers to admire.
Fortunately, things have started to look up. Today's glorious weather meant that I got to drive to work with the top down, something that is always fun; my LCD screen is working again; and darlox sent me flowers, which filled me with glee (even if it is cliche.) But the oddest and most cheering thing was something I found at WRUW.
David Byrne has a new album out, called "Here Lies Love." It's a collaboration with Fatboy Slim and - I kid you not - is a two-CD concept album telling the story of Imelda Marcos' rise to political prominence. In club music form.
It is AMAZING.
If you want to listen for yourself, you can! NPR has it here. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about the appropriateness of the subject matter, but I will tell you that I loved the execution enough that I am compelled to mention it to you all.
The rest of the week was a flurry of minor indignities. My computer stopped working in its docking station, my LCD screen started to fail, the Dell tech kept rescheduling my appointment, I aggravated my forearm tendonitis (which afflicts both arms and about which I have nothing good to say) and I upended a meant-to-be-consoling cupcake onto my lap, embedding frosting for all of my coworkers to admire.
Fortunately, things have started to look up. Today's glorious weather meant that I got to drive to work with the top down, something that is always fun; my LCD screen is working again; and darlox sent me flowers, which filled me with glee (even if it is cliche.) But the oddest and most cheering thing was something I found at WRUW.
David Byrne has a new album out, called "Here Lies Love." It's a collaboration with Fatboy Slim and - I kid you not - is a two-CD concept album telling the story of Imelda Marcos' rise to political prominence. In club music form.
It is AMAZING.
If you want to listen for yourself, you can! NPR has it here. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about the appropriateness of the subject matter, but I will tell you that I loved the execution enough that I am compelled to mention it to you all.