Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Bloglodyte

Buttons and baubles from the knick-knack drawer... a messy skull =

- Tending to say in real-life, on the advent of something noteworthy happening: "Just when you thought you had run out of things to blog about..." I now say it so frequently, it's become "Just when you thought you had run out of things to say just when you thought you had run out of things to blog about..."

- One of today's things... while at the cafe and as furnishing my coffee (it's really an obfuscated sugar delivery device for me) the breast-feeding woman I'd avoided looking at got up to get some water. The baby was still suckling, perhaps even swinging freely from the nub, while she poured. This is cool and all, but on the pitter-patter of justifications, it felt a bit like a flaunt too. I'm all for public feedings, and not for the reasons you'd imagine either, but I do feel it should be tempered. I'm glad the hippie lady feels comfortable about it and even incorporates it into her list of multitaskable errands, and though I don't feel directly uncomfortable about it, it does make me uncomfortable that she would not anticipate other's comfort levels... shit, i was squirting cream into my mug as she leaned over to get the water jug!! it was like she was daring a rebuke for what she was doing, which I feel is as prejudicial as the actual rebuke itself. I'd say that breastfeeding is a bodily function, and like nose-blowing or ear-digging or coughing or underwear-adjusting or coke-snorting or toast-eating or hair-combing or PDA, I just don't want it done over my coffee.

- I generally believe in giving other smokers a smoke when I can afford to. This is self-interested, as it does grant me the right to ask it of the commons when I'm devoid. What I can't stand though, is when it is expected. The dismissive 'No' or acquiescent 'Yes' is given on the approach vector; on the sheer and very real etiquette that determines the of meeting another. You're asking for currency, mate! Societies have placed different values on tabacco, and much like there are those that would find it disrespectful to refuse a proffered cigarette, the one I'm in has conferred a very real monetary value onto it. I'm not saying there is not a wealth of social tokenism placed on the smoke in this one: We could've become friends or at least formed a temporary alliance (conversational prop). But no, you were rude, now deal with it.

- The studio is going to be operational upon return from Xmas. We're going to be warming the apartment with overheated amps! BTW, does anyone know the best music posting program for blogs?

8 comments:

Lin-Zed said...

No where, I think, is the currency value of tobacco higher than in prison. Or at least that's how the novels/movies etc would have us believe. One day I'll go...preferablyl as a visitor...and find out.

Eve said...

I was just talking about the smoke bums with a friend. She said that she will only give one to someone who offers to pay. For free.

Heather said...

What music studio?

Mood Indigo said...

I grew up in Berkeley where not only is it perfectly acceptable to breast feed in public, it's more or less acceptable to offer to breast feed your friends/neighbors/perfect strangers kids too. Ha.

S'Mat said...

L - a conjugal visit?

E - i'm with your friend... though i've definitely implemented a sliding scale of late.

H - we have a collection of digi-analog synths, a sampler and a living room simply stacked to the ceiling with old records. for the first time ever (apres Xmas), they'll all be in the same locale!! it's taken us ages (and many collection agencies) to amass this cache... i'm palpitating here from face-melting bass premonitions...

MI - woah! er... i think that's all i can really say to that: woah!

Anonymous said...

Hey...speaking of Xmas, I've made tentative plans to be on the island for New Years...any hope of your company??

S'Mat said...

oh bugger lindz... i'm pulling the chute on the 27th... any chance to see you before? i'll likelily be coming your way........

Anonymous said...

Change your plans!! Doesn't New Years on Denman Island sound irresistable??