jeepers

whoa, people are smart. some people are really really really REALLY smart. i work with all these people who know SO MUCH about different little pockets of the world. like how do they know so much!? basically i know…very light information about…not much. even the things i love: music, poetry…well, okay, music, i know some stuff. but not as much about CURRENT music. and i’m not even some music whiz kid about classic rock or blues or psych rock or ’60s chicago soul or anything.

that said, i DO know most oldies played on mainstream oldies stations.

i guess sometimes i just feel like, WOW. how did people get so deep on these things? like tim j. at the bookstore: how does he know about all these writers? and know A LOT about ALL of them? and fairfax and ali know so much about art…it’s very humbling, and awe-inspiring. and inspiring. except i’m like, where do i start?! do i need to spend all my time reading and learning? sounds so boring!

in other news, here is a short list of things i love:

rock & roll
turning up the volume
whipped cream
double desserts
great pals
great pals in plays
meeting artists
helping artists get supplies for new work
having friend crushes on people with the initials RC
courtney calling the bag the champagne came in “its britches” (as in, “i’m going to remove the champagne’s britches now”)
getting invited to the vasquez family reunion
new york city
salads
unexpected text messages
unexpected emails
white wine
walking
rainy days that are cloudy ALL day
hazel
avocados with salt and lime
staying in hotels
swimming in the ocean
the beach
hot weather
SUMMER
my family
champagne staying fizzy after two days in the fridge, no cork, with just a spoon in the neck
sleeping with blankets on my feet
scissors
tape
my coworkers
the serial comma
my beige overalls, even though they don’t fit right
my new ridiculous swimsuit, even though it’s TOTALLY see-through in all the wrong (right) places (who makes bathing suits like that? in this day and age?)

one thing i don’t love but should probably embrace because it’s my life:

wavy bangs