So I am still torqued off about the event that prompted the previous post. However, to maintain my title as "The Biggest Mother-F*ucking Optimist", I am trying to change focus to more pleasant matters. Said matters will be the topic for this entry.
First, I want to note that, five years ago today, my four kittens were born -- with
cheshcat as midwife -- in our spare bathroom in our Mesa, Arizona apartment. One of the four little ones is shown in the icon above. I am very pleased to report that, five years later, all four babies have survived and are doing quite well. However, I do get confused when I look at the eighteen pound monster that The Boy has become and I wonder where that itsy bitsy kitten went!
Second, I have been listening to a new playlist on my MP3 player today. Usually that would be no big deal, but this is a particularly special playlist. When I was a kid, I made music tapes -- as many in my generation day -- by recording songs that were playing on the radio. In the Summer of 1992, I moved on to deliberately created mix tapes where I carefully considered all the songs and their order. I began with a two tape set, borrowing music from JW's collection, shortly before starting at Hampshire College. More than fifteen years later, I still have the second of these two tapes... but the first one lasted for only a few months before the tape broke. That's the trouble with using 120 minute tapes -- the tape itself is too thin!
I did save the case, with its list of songs, in the hopes of recreating it someday. I stopped making mix tapes in 1999, when I began to use MP3 technology in earnest. While I was at the Event Horizon in July, I wrote down the songs from my old tapes with the idea of re-creating said tapes as playlists on my MP3 player. The first of such tape recreations happened last night, with help from
cheshcat and her extensive music collection. For the first time in well over fourteen years, I have my first mix tape to listen to again -- just not on a tape anymore! This is a silly thing, but it makes me happy. And, for those who are just dying to know,
( here is what I was listening to in the Summer of '92. )Third, and finally,
cheshcat and I went to the Oxford Playhouse last night to see a piece called
Floating. It is very difficult to describe the show -- which may not even technically be considered theatre. It was funny and offbeat, with much audience interaction. Indeed, the show lasted about twenty-five minutes longer than usual because of the large degree of conversation with the audience... including the impromptu part where we were invited to come on stage and dance to the primary actor to Elvis. I started out sitting with
cheshcat in the fifth row... but I spent most of the show in the second row after I volunteered to keep track of a counter during the performance.
In any case, the show was very funny and was nominally about an earthquake in 1982 (April 1
st) that caused the Isle of Anglesey -- off the coast of Wales -- to float away on a journey through the Atlantic. At one point, they held up a map of Wales... but noted that the Isle of Anglesey had been omitted from it. Shortly after, they passed around the Eurostat 2004 Statistical Compendium, compiled by the European Commission. On the cover is a map of Europe and, oddly enough, all of Wales has been omitted from it! See for yourself
here and read about it
here. I cracked up loudly when the book passed into my hands -- how one accidentally drops Wales off of a map of Europe is beyond me!
So there you have it -- funny and happy things from today. The world can still be a good place, even if the police and the Crown Prosecution Service do suck large donkey eggs!