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sisabetConstant access to readily hot water is truly one of the best things about living in a post-industrialized world, cause no matter how cool she may be, I am no Starbuck.
::is *so* clean that she squeaks::
Speaking of post-industrial: I have lived at my apartment for over 9 months without noticing that a manufacturing plant is completely visible from my back door. I think it is the Jif plant over on Winchester, but I don't know for sure.
Its presence makes me feel happy in a way only people who also grew up in almost total agrarian societies can imagine. I can see Downtown and big buildings, I can see a factory - I live on Sesame Street.
Well - not quite - but right where I live is almost at a dividing line: There are warehouses at my back and and elementary school and the fringes of a historical district at my front. My worldview on a daily basis is shaped by which exit I take to leave my house.
I find this entirely stimulating.
In other news, I have found that more than 2 episodes of Carnivale on a work day is just too much for my brain to handle. As it is, I was so unable to figure out what was going on with the Russian kids in "The River" until they smacked me over the head with it (literally!) and I ended up getting caught up in the soap elements of "Lonnigan, Texas" and totally missed any significance other than the Lodge stuff. And Brother Justin. Who I love and just got hot in a really bad-wrong way.
Day-Am.
*Finally* saw Deadwood "Requiem for a Gleet" (ouch!) and will now trawl back in my Flist looking for discussion. If I am unable to locate any discussion, I will start one here and participation will be manditory.
::looks sternly over glasses::
::is *so* clean that she squeaks::
Speaking of post-industrial: I have lived at my apartment for over 9 months without noticing that a manufacturing plant is completely visible from my back door. I think it is the Jif plant over on Winchester, but I don't know for sure.
Its presence makes me feel happy in a way only people who also grew up in almost total agrarian societies can imagine. I can see Downtown and big buildings, I can see a factory - I live on Sesame Street.
Well - not quite - but right where I live is almost at a dividing line: There are warehouses at my back and and elementary school and the fringes of a historical district at my front. My worldview on a daily basis is shaped by which exit I take to leave my house.
I find this entirely stimulating.
In other news, I have found that more than 2 episodes of Carnivale on a work day is just too much for my brain to handle. As it is, I was so unable to figure out what was going on with the Russian kids in "The River" until they smacked me over the head with it (literally!) and I ended up getting caught up in the soap elements of "Lonnigan, Texas" and totally missed any significance other than the Lodge stuff. And Brother Justin. Who I love and just got hot in a really bad-wrong way.
Day-Am.
*Finally* saw Deadwood "Requiem for a Gleet" (ouch!) and will now trawl back in my Flist looking for discussion. If I am unable to locate any discussion, I will start one here and participation will be manditory.
::looks sternly over glasses::
