What's a thing you love deeply and arationally, or perhaps even irrationally?
What's a thing you love deeply and arationally, or perhaps even irrationally?
Cooking. It’s too much work, the food is all gone in minutes, and cleaning up is a pain in the butt. But I keep doing it anyway.
The 1970s.
My alma mater, and particularly its marching band, which I was a member of for two years.
The Godzilla theme music. youtu.be/qkIJidLfHjk?... It's even more enthralling than Ravel's Bolero. youtu.be/cmNEvSFWftc?...
Snow.
Yes- even when I’m tired of shoveling!
Pretty jars!
Humankind. I love us and have sooo much faith in us but that’s hard as hell sometimes 🤣
The 1966 Scotty camper that takes up space in the driveway about 360 days a year.
mushroom/fairy circles
I don't know why curly hair makes me happy but it does
Public mailboxes. If there's ever a day when physical mail becomes obsolete, we should keep (and upkeep) every public mailbox as a civic beautification sculpture.
My Marine dad, who lives in a VA nursing home and has dementia. I get antsy after a few days of not seeing him. We have a lot of fun together; our family dysfunction doesn’t even come up anymore. It’s just about us, spending time together ♥️
Figure skating. Started in my 40’s, am not great at it, but I LOVE it!
heaving to
Christmas lights
Sports
Magazines. I feel ridiculous about it.
Being part of a magazine staff or just reading them, or everything about them?
Reading them. Writing for them. Their weird personified world view. Their expense accounts (in the day.) The smell of the fresh pages. Their mechanical workings: fob, feature well, cover lines. And yet, they were/are intentionally ephemeral, frequently unserious…
Democracy.
My hometown football team.
The Philadelphia Eagles
My relationship with my dog. Our understanding of each other has developed over time based on experiences beyond human language. It’s complicated and I love/tire of the experience of being symbiotic.
Xanadu. I won't try to convince anyone that it's a "good" movie by all the typical measures, but I will never not stand it.
My cat
The New York Rangers
Everything, now that you mention it.
Writing songs. It’s been the love and bane of my existence.