octobre 27, 2004

miscellany the seventh

today, the new york city subway is 100 years old.

today, the shivery are 14 hours old.

rock and roll, baby. rock and roll.

many apologies for being so quiet and oblique the last little while--as you might have gathered from last week's news, it's been an intense few days. we've had run-ins with the doctor (i'm fine), phone calls from a disgruntled boss whose spam filter ate my 'home sick' note, announcements from the hospital where i was born that technically i don't exist (we clarified that little difference of opinion rightquick, make no mistake), and the very first meeting of the band.

so, you know. busy.

but i have managed to learn a few things in all the busy-ness:
1. if someone tells you you don't actually exist, stay on the phone with them until they have found evidence to the contrary.
2. the universe finds it incredibly funny to force you to make alternate plans and then suddenly make your original plan available again--but only after you've created a new, complete, detailed plan.
3. the right lipstick (or the lack thereof) can go a long way in supporting your claims to good health/horrible illness, should you be called on the carpet about it.
4. it doesn't take much to make life feel completely surreal.
5. making music is infinitely more pleasing when everyone's goal is to have fun--not to make money, not to repay a favor, not to show off. to have fun.
6. i know jack shit about typography. this is going to change, but right now it's just ridiculous.
7. that morrissey is a dour fucker. i don't know why this always comes as such a surprise to me.
8. sometimes, a hot water bottle is just as romantic as roses.

and that's what's up for now.

Posted by shivery at octobre 27, 2004 11:08 AM
Comments

"today the shivery are 14 hours old" What does that mean? Glad to see you actually writing again. I was going to send you a chastising message, but then, I thought, "Erm...Like I have room to talk." I'm happy to say that I still prefer sitting behind a piano to sitting behind a desk, but the combination of the two in 24 hours makes my eyes red and irritable (2 hours sleep last night). Your spam filter at ginger-ninja continues to thwart my messages.

Posted by: DJRD at octobre 27, 2004 11:19 AM

the shivery is the band! which we're going to want you to join one of these days.

also, i don't have a spam filter at ginger-ninja...apparently, it's just super temperamental. maybe you should try the gmail addy listed in my sidebar?

hurrah for your piano bar experience! how'd it go?

Posted by: shivery at octobre 27, 2004 11:24 AM

Ahh...On closer reading, that makes sense. And yes, though that would be facilitated by my actually seeing you to get disc to learn songs to...you get the picture. Also, keyboard is a heavy mother and not fun in the subway. Brandy's was fun. Lots. Do you type your entries in all lower-case, or is that a font thing? Gmail is potentially evil and dangerous, and I don't know how I feel about sending anything to/through their servers (Did you READ what you were signing up for?!), but I may have to bend on this one, as I can't install AIM on my machine at work. Feh.

Posted by: DJRD at octobre 27, 2004 11:35 AM

I swear by mascara smudged strategically under the eyes. When I'm sick. Just as a backup.

Posted by: jen at octobre 27, 2004 11:40 AM

i find that skipping concealer works well, too, as a concealer-free-me looks like she has two black eyes.

also--i type my entries in lowercase (like my emails!), and i don't use gmail for much--it's generally where my mailing lists go. and whatnot. what's happening when you try to send to my primary address?

Posted by: shivery at octobre 27, 2004 11:45 AM

Gmail rocks my socks. Seriously. I'm of the opinion that there's absolutely zero reason to be paranoid about them doing something evil with your email. "Oh no! They're placing unobtrusive, possibly on- and possibly off-topic ads to one side!" Besides, even if they WERE evil? Concatenated conversation threading totally makes it worth it.

Posted by: Biscuit at octobre 27, 2004 02:44 PM

It's not what they might do with my e-mail that worries me. I don't recall precisely what it was, but I'm all about the fine print, and there was something in theirs that made me feel very uncomfortable. Because this is Shiv's comment section, I'll omit the analogy that just came to mind.

Posted by: DJRD at octobre 27, 2004 04:21 PM