2009-03-07

I've been listening to a lot of opera lately. I like it through headphones a lot more than through speakers. It feels more private and personal and enveloping and it is easier to focus - I think it is easier to pull out the range of emotion (although a lot of seems to just be about vendettas, vendettas, [vendetta, vendetta], and guys feeling so busted up over girls). I think it helps some in other ways. Reading reports about how fucked up our financial system is is technical and movies and TV are so escapist (and so good), that it helps to engage and connect with something. Having opera stuck in your head all day is also a bit different.

We got the bill for the hospital. It was about as much as a lower end Bentley or the V12 convertible Aston - this was for 15 days. We're only on the hook for $600 or so. There's parts of it that are confusing - seeing a bill for that much with a note that says, "Thank you for choosing XYZ hospital."

It might be slightly insane to like a tree, but there are 2 that I miss a lot. Two cherry trees in our front yard, non-fruit bearing. They just bloomed pinkish-whitish flowers in the late spring. When it shed its flowers, the sidewalk would become slippery and the cars parked near it would look like dalmatians. They dumped the only leaves we needed to rake from the lawn. The roots were coming up through the grass and the branches were starting to touch each other. When I mowed the lawn, I liked to mimic the cross-hatch pattern on baseball fields, but I'd have to work around those trees, so they kept it from being perfect. When it snowed we'd build a fort between the trees. The grass around those trees was the only part of the lawn that didn't perennially dry out in the summer, so it was where people sat.

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