Maybe I’m the luckiest person on earth, but I don’t feel that way now.
Katie took me to the reptile house at the King Eddy pet store Saturday and I FELL IN LOVE. I mean head over heels, you are mine forever, with a Senegal chameleon. One critter made straight for me and attempted to mate through the glass with my big ol’ hat. The ferrets made me ill though, their scent has always been too much for me. Mr. Man at the store said that Senegal chameleons are for experienced reptile fanciers; I should stick with a twenty dollar anole for starters. Four hundred bones will get me into a chameleon; whatever sex it was it was an extremely personable reptile.
Talked to Dowker yesterday; I’d been going crazy (yeah, yeah, I know) trying to figure out what the name of a song on a mix tape he made for me in 1990 was. After a lot of backing and forthing it was the written as a Joy Division song BUT released as a New Order song called “In a Lonely Place” which has the best opening drum roll OF ALL TIME. Anyway, now I can listen to it any time I want, and oh oh oh those cymbal crashes. Also big time heaping good.
Also found Big Hard Sun by Indio and am learning the song.
Watched Meryl Streep in Dark Matter. Bloody sad movie.
I’m getting a migraine. I’m fine until I look at a screen, and then half my visual field gets sucked up into a rainbow and static hole.
Church was okay. Not a big fan of intergenerationals, but I had to do set up and count, so there I was. No church on Boxing Day so I suppose I could go to the folks that day. The kids are making noises about going earlier than that.
There’s loads of yummy leftovers in the fridge.
Keith and Paul and I sang and played last night. Keith is getting quite feisty on the bass.