Kimbra was in the last music corner, as a featured artist, but after exploring some of her own stuff, my husband and I think she deserves her very own Music Corner post.
Thanks to a generous friend who purchased a good deal on Groupon (for two), I went to my first Bikram Yoga class yesterday. Some of my thoughts:
- I think what people should be warned about, more so than the heat, is the stench of feet that assaults you when you walk into the room. Feet, and bleached towels.
- I sweat more than I thought possible, and I’m pretty sure I said that after rubbling in Haiti. The difference is that this heat has no redeeming qualities: no cool breeze, no Prestige, no amazing conversations.
- I didn’t know one person, alone in their car, could fog up all the windows. Now I know better.
- A change of clothes is a must. I’m pretty sure my car still reeks from the pool of sweat I left on my seat and seatbelt on the drive home.
- What sounds like a leaky faucet is actually men who are sweating more than I am, and standing in a pool of their sweat, literally.
- I’ve missed Machu Picchu legs. What are Machu Picchu legs, you ask? That’s when you’ve been climbing up tiny ruin steps all day, and then when it’s time go down down those same steps, your legs are so exhausted that they shake with every step. They’re awesome.
I’ve been going to the gym! Well, to be honest last week I failed, but the two weeks before that I was a frequent visitor, and I went today. I do have a confession: today was the first time there was no one else there (it’s the small gym from my apartment complex), so when the below song came on my Pandora…I actually did a little dancing on the elliptical. It was very niiiice.
So originally this blog started with a reference to a prior post about my emotional breakdown at Blockbuster when they were all closing down…but then I went to look for the post and alas, I never wrote it. Sigh. In short: I was really bummed by the realization that movie stores are now a thing of the past. Sure, there’s redbox and netflix and hulu, but there’s something to be said for actually walking into a place, looking around aisles and aisles of movies, arguing with your husband over what you want to watch, finding nothing, and then walking out with something you’re kind of ok watching. And then having to physically return it so you don’t get charged late fees. Sounds less than glorious, but I kinda liked that experience. Knowing that future generations will never know what that’s like is kind of sad…and scary. Things are changing so quickly these days (I wonder if that’s how older generations felt also…).
Ok, now we can move on to this post. I’m having a similar emotional breakdown about Border’s closing down. One more down. It makes me wonder: how much longer until Barnes & Noble closes down? How much more after that until books are no longer published? Which just made me think back to Blockbuster…how much longer do you think DVD’s and Blue Ray’s will be around for? I wonder if it’s just a matter of time before all movies will only be available for download, online or directly through your cable provider.
There’s been talk for a while about the death of the publishing industry, and it honestly makes me sad. Indeed, the title of this blog is less than creative, since a simple google search of “death of books” or “death of bookstores” will come up with ample reading material (including this one, which is a great sentimental piece about the love and affinity of books, compared to e-books: “‘I wonder if anyone has ever cried while reading an e-book'”).
As great as I hear they are, the idea of reading on a Nook or Kindle just doesn’t cut it for me. I like having the actual book, I like being able to put it on my bookshelf when I’m done reading it. I like turning the pages. I like highlighting parts of it, and writing notes in the margins (yeah…I really do that). Jeff agrees with me on the sentimentality of having physical books to hold and turn pages to, but he also made a good point: in our day and age, we really shouldn’t be cutting down trees just to make books; it makes complete sense to move to electronic forms of publishing, which are cheaper and have less of a negative impact on the environment. He compared it to using gas as fuel for our cars: it’s something our society should be past already. Like one of the articles linked on this post mentioned (but I’m too lazy to find it, quote it and re-link it), I do understand the utility of e-books when traveling, or for large reference books, etc. I couldn’t agree more, but the idea of books someday being a “1984” thing of the past is scary. Kindle has actually taken all of the sentimentalities into their ad campaigns, and I think I hate them just a little bit for mocking my emotions:
As mentioned in the Huffington Post: “Electronic books may make rare texts available to the world and allow us to pack dozens of books in our carry-on bags, but they also single-handedly responsible for the decline of print publishing.” The whole article is actually a good read, and in closing expresses the sentiment which has keep me away from the closing sales at Borders: “Surrounded by red and hornet-yellow markdown tags, I couldn’t help but feel I wasn’t witnessing the death of a bookstore, but the slow, succumbing death of the book itself.” That was my exact thought when I heard of the closing of Borders. Books, in their entirety, will someday cease to exist. In someone else’s words: “…the idea of reading printed books will be a tiny boutique experience, not unlike collecting vinyl.”
I imagine that our kids are going to have all of their textbooks downloaded to their laptops. They won’t have to lug around heavy textbooks for French class or Algebra. They’ll just have their laptop with all their textbooks on there. Will libraries become nonexistent? I loved going to the library in elementary school and junior high. It’s sad to think that my kids will not experience that (although maybe they’ll be more normal than I was and just not like to read at that age), although I’m sure they’ll be replaced with other experiences that I didn’t have as a child. Who knows.
(Speaking of kids and reading and coolness. Jeff mentioned that he was listening to Kevin & Bean on KROQ the other day, and they were talking about the closing of Borders and how they basically couldn’t care less, because reading is stupid. For those not in the Southern California area…Kevin & Bean are morning DJ’s for an alternative radio station. They’re over forty…catering to high schoolers. Apparently there was only one guy on the show that talked about books in a positive light, and expressed his enjoyment of reading. The forty year old made fun of him for reading…and I couldn’t help but wonder if they just got stuck in the mind set of a high schooler who thinks that reading is lame, or they’re just pretending because that’s the age group that they’re catering to. Either way, I don’t think Jeff has been able to listen to them since, ha.)
Just like the era of movie stores being over…I sadly feel that the era of bookstores, and books for that matter, is quickly coming to an end. And I mourn our loss.
I went to church with my mom a couple weeks ago. The sermon was about the whole walking on water episode in the bible. The one line from the priest that really struck me, was the following:
“Wouldn’t you like to be able to do the impossible?”
Yeah, I would. I just don’t know how. Any suggestions?
I’ll start with a quick digression. I’m currently in a car, on our way to Vegas. And I’m typing on my laptop. Don’t worry, I’m glancing around periodically to make sure I don’t miss any exciting dessert hills. My point: technology is amazing.
My grandma’s birthday is this Sunday, and unfortunately I’m missing the celebration…for Vegas (don’t worry, you’re not the first to tell me my priorities are skewed). To make up for it, however, I decided to go visit my grandma, take her out to lunch and spend a few hours going around doing whatever she wanted to do. It was quite the pleasant visit: I took her to JC Penny, she needed to buy a calling card from Costco, so we hit up Costco, we bought some yarn so she can make a baby blanket for Olivia, we hit up Soupplantation (her choice), and rounded up the evening by walking around Old Town Temecula and oogling at the price of “antiques.” All in all, it was a great day.
With one exception.
Grandma got me freaking out about wrinkles!! I’ve never been one to care too much about my physical appearance, much to my detriment, I’m sure. And although I’m on the cusp of 30, I hadn’t started to freak out about the extra lines on my face. Until my grandma mentioned it. “You really need to take care of your skin! You have too many wrinkles for someone your age.” Um….ok? She immediately made me put on some anti-aging, de-wrinkling lotion that probably has more chemicals in it than the stuff I use to clean our kitchen. Then she let me have that lotion and told me to make sure I put it on generously every day. “It’s expensive, but it’s worth it, you need to start spending money on taking care of yourself.” Don’t get my grandma wrong, she’s amazing and she’s not as materialistic as this one incident probably makes her out to be. It’s more funny than anything else.
However, it brings up a subject Jeff and I have commented on several times before, when we see people on TV who have stretched their faces beyond belief, and look horrid: why can’t people just let themselves age gracefully? I wonder when this infatuation started…I mean, it’s not like people around you don’t know how old you really are. Sure, maybe your face looks like your 45, but your husband knowns you’re 55, and your hands show that you’re 55. And people can tell you’ve had plastic surgery. Or botox, or whatever. Wrinkles are part of the circle of life.
I just don’t get it. But grandma made me wonder: am I being too careless in [not] taking care of myself, in my effort to not care about aging? Should I at least do the minimum and put on magic lotions? Or do we, ahem, society, put too much emphasis on de-wrinkled faces? And why? Why does a stretchy, but still older, face seem more socially acceptable than someone who just lets themselves be?
Food for thought.
Great find by Jeff on reddit. Listen towards the end when the female vocals kick in, so good!
I should start with a quick update on what I’ve been up to. About a week after I got laid off, I got a message from a friend looking for a divorce attorney…then a distant family relative called to ask for help with her divorce…then a legal contact referred a client that needed help with a custody issue, and a friend from law school referred a case to me for a nonprofit incorporation and nonprofit status application. I guess what the universe is trying to tell me…is to man up. So, I guess I’m now working for myself…kind of. It’s kind of exciting…and a little nerve racking.