Fortunate fall
Something astonishingly good just happened, which sadly reveals me to be astonishingly dim-witted.
I was just videotaping myself playing guitar in order to critique my form (zomg am I holding the guitar awkwardly). At the end of the song the pick flew out of my fingers and seemingly disappeared, and (since it was my last pick) I spent 15 minutes searching for it to no avail. Eventually I concluded that my cat had found it first and run off with it, as is his wont.
Oddly enough, it took me a while to have the obvious idea of watching the video of me dropping it, which revealed that it had gotten wedged in a funny corner between two couch cushions on our L-shaped couch. When I pulled the cushion up, I found the pick -- sitting next to the Buddhist rosary I lost back in July.
I bought this rosary in Hong Kong and wore it all summer -- while traveling, while hiking, while cutting my nephew's umbilical cord -- and when I lost it I was distraught to a hilariously ironic degree, given that it exists in order to remind me of the Buddhist virtue of non-attachment. Nevertheless, when I failed to find it the morning after I returned from England, I assumed I'd left it on the plane. I ordered a similar shu zhu online from Singapore, which I've been wearing ever since. But it turns out that the original one was within about a foot of my normal evening nestling spot the whole time.
How is it possible that I haven't looked under that cushion in three months? I am utterly bewildered. I know I looked there when the shu zhu first turned up missing, so it must have migrated a bit since then, but still.... Now I'm really happy the guitar pick flew out of my hand when it did! Thank you, Neutral Milk Hotel, for making me rock out so hard!
I was just videotaping myself playing guitar in order to critique my form (zomg am I holding the guitar awkwardly). At the end of the song the pick flew out of my fingers and seemingly disappeared, and (since it was my last pick) I spent 15 minutes searching for it to no avail. Eventually I concluded that my cat had found it first and run off with it, as is his wont.
Oddly enough, it took me a while to have the obvious idea of watching the video of me dropping it, which revealed that it had gotten wedged in a funny corner between two couch cushions on our L-shaped couch. When I pulled the cushion up, I found the pick -- sitting next to the Buddhist rosary I lost back in July.
I bought this rosary in Hong Kong and wore it all summer -- while traveling, while hiking, while cutting my nephew's umbilical cord -- and when I lost it I was distraught to a hilariously ironic degree, given that it exists in order to remind me of the Buddhist virtue of non-attachment. Nevertheless, when I failed to find it the morning after I returned from England, I assumed I'd left it on the plane. I ordered a similar shu zhu online from Singapore, which I've been wearing ever since. But it turns out that the original one was within about a foot of my normal evening nestling spot the whole time.
How is it possible that I haven't looked under that cushion in three months? I am utterly bewildered. I know I looked there when the shu zhu first turned up missing, so it must have migrated a bit since then, but still.... Now I'm really happy the guitar pick flew out of my hand when it did! Thank you, Neutral Milk Hotel, for making me rock out so hard!