If you’re one of those readers visiting watat from Mars, perhaps you don’t know that Wegmans opened up a new grocery store in my neighborhood a couple weeks ago. This store was front page news here on at least three separate occasions I can think of, and it currently has what amounts to a tourist problem because the suburbanites all want to come and make sure our Wegmans isn’t better than their Wegmans.
Obviously, our Wegmans is better.
I waited about a week to take my first trek to the new Wegmans. The first day I thought about going was … Read the rest
1. What film hit you at the right place and right time, pertaining to and illuminating things that were happening in your life the moment you saw it?
This happens to me all the time. It’s one of the reasons I watch movies–and watch TV and read books and listen to music and seek out interesting podcasts. I hope these things help me figure out better ways to live in the world. When I saw Shut Up and Play the Hits last summer, it hit me particularly hard, as it was right around the time I switched jobs and was … Read the rest
1. In my neighborhood, it’s difficult to tell the difference between graffiti:
and public art:
2. Someone has given surfboards to all the people on the crosswalk signs here, and I’m pretty sure that is graffiti. But maybe not.
3. A lot of people here have pets. For instance, one day when I was out on a run, I saw a teenager walking his pet pig on a leash.
4. Which leads me to observe that horse poop in the road is a lot more of an issue on my street than I would have anticipated before I moved here.… Read the rest
I’m hoping it opens the hidden Door of Power, which, once we find it, will lead to three trials that, if we are able to successfully complete them, will lead to the Magic Money Tree that only blooms under the light of the gibbous moon when you say the exact right words in Elvish, which, thank J.R.R. Tolkien, is completely in my skill set.
I have to remember to add “Quest for hidden Door of Power” to our strategic plan. Just in case.… Read the rest
I live half a block from the Memorial Art Gallery, and this afternoon I decided to walk down to check out the new piece they added to the sculpture garden and also to listen to one of the Eastman School students play the Italian Baroque organ. Here’s the sculpture garden’s new living room:
I often go through the sculpture garden on my runs (Why wouldn’t you run through art when it’s an option?), and I’ve wondered why they had that brick circle out in the middle of nowhere. Now I know.
Here’s the organ:
Pretty, right? I’m a member … Read the rest
I said, “Look like that’s the best book you’ve ever read in your life.”
I said, “Look like you’re having so much fun.”
I should probably leave this kind of thing to Jeffrey.… Read the rest
I’m currently learning “Waltz (Better Than Fine)” by Fiona Apple on my piano. I love so much about this song. It has a pattern, but it also moves all over the keyboard and has these great big crazy chords and is a lot of fun to play. It’s also difficult–for me, anyway. I’ve been working on it for weeks now, and I have about two pages of the thing learned. The lyrics are great, per usual with our Fiona. It’s a song about worth not coming from achievement but from humanity. “If you don’t have a point to make,” she … Read the rest
Last summer when I was attempting to sell my house, my vacuum cleaner broke. It happened right before an open house, so not only did I have to deal with my sudden lack of vacuum cleaning power, but the incident also filled the downstairs with that melting-plastic scent that smells exactly the opposite of Buy This House. I was outraged, of course, even though it was pretty clear that the 20-year-old Panasonic upright that was mostly held together with duct tape and electrical tape (from all those times I vacuumed the power cord) should have been retired before it started … Read the rest
“You might be afraid of the dark, but the dark is not afraid of you.”
-The Dark by Lemony Snicket, illustrated by Jon Klassen… Read the rest
So this is what happened.
On the first leg of my flight out west back in March, I started writing a response to Brandon grading us on our quizzes (Remember that back in the olden days?), but then I got stuck overnight in Detroit, which goofed up the beginning of my trip and derailed all my bloggy plans. A quick note now: Brandon, I loved that you graded us on our posts, and you are so right that I also read Manohla Dargis in the NYT. I always forget things when I try to make lists. You guys are all … Read the rest
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