Shiny Objects

Why yes, I am easily distracted by shiny things and summer street festivals, neighborhood parties, and art fairs.

Why yes, I am easily distracted by shiny things and summer street festivals, neighborhood parties, and art fairs.

It’s that time of year for all those fun summer outdoor events. I’ve been eagerly awaiting the start of the season, dying to go to some fests. Finally last weekend I went to an art fair that every year I say I will go to but then never go. And . . .

Then I totally remembered that I actually can’t stand summer festivals. What was I thinking? I hate being in crowds. I can’t stand weaving in and out of people in narrow spaces, getting pushed and bumped, or maneuvering away from drunks. People stepping on your feet, the land mine of messes on the sticky pavement, and watered-down beer and deep fried foods are not my thing.

Yeah, summer festivals, they always sound good in theory but in practice, I’m over them. I think I’ll stick to something more like movies in the park. That’s my kind of summer.

Oooh look at these shiny objects . . .

 I’ve been reading . . . Ministry of Utmost Happiness by Arundhati Roy. Still enjoying Kevin Coval’s book of poetry A People’s History of Chicago. Finished Every Day Is Election Day by Rebecca Sive. Bottom line on that book: Worthless and in desperate need of good editing. I also just started Evicted by Matthew Desmond.

I love the writing in Arundhati Roy’s new book. It’s so beautiful. It’s exquisite like intricately woven tapestry. There’s something about reading beautiful writing that makes me so happy! Here’s an excerpt from her book:

When she first moved in, she endured months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.

I’ve been watching . . . Master of None, Season 2. I finished the season, and at first, I really loved it. The Thanksgiving episode is the best. But then the last two episodes bummed me out.

One of the things I love about the show is its low drama. Stuff happens in the show like it normally would happen to people, not over exaggerated for dramatic effect. They sort of broke that mold in the last episode. It wasn’t totally dramatic but it played out differently than what you would expect from the show. This might not be a bad thing but I grew to love the characters and what happened in the end is not how I thought the two of the characters would act. We’ll see what Season 3 brings.

I’ve been listening to . . . John Legend and Coldplay. I think it’s time for me to start discovering new music. Any recommendations?

Have a wonderful weekend!

 

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