Trash Compactor Theory

I was driving with a migraine that I had had for the past two days and I couldn’t keep my eyes open when I had the awful thought that I was dying, that being on the road stuck behind someone going 15 mph in a 25 zone was actually my brain’s last dying gasp, and that it was a sure sign that for all of my past transgressions against God and the planet I was to be punished for eternity going ten below the speed limit. I’ve been caught behind people going below the speed limit all week. It’s been a bad pain-related-to-chronic-illness week, and a bad pain-related-to-being-human week all around (it’s Wednesday!), which is a problem because being both in chronic widespread pain and being a human are issues I don’t want.

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I was thinking about how the way to be a conscientious consumer is probably best done by buying locally as much as possible, but then I realized that I’m in a real position of privilege when it comes to buying options and opportunities.

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Music Year in Review (Part 2)

I was going to write this yesterday but ran out of time. On Friday, I started talking about the albums that have had a significant impact on how 2017 went for me, even if they didn’t come out in 2017. This is part 2 of a 2 part series talking about albums I’ve bought and listened to a lot this year.

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Music Year in Review (Part 1)

This title is misleading because it makes it seem like all the albums that I’m going to talk about came out in 2017 (they didn’t) and/or that I actually bought all of them in 2017 (I didn’t, probably). These are albums, however, that I listened to a lot, and plenty of them I did buy or obtain as review/store play copies this year. A lot of people do end of the year lists like this, and I’m hopping on the bandwagon. Defining albums of my 2017 after the cut.

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Carrie Bradshaw moment: do we condemn women who get plastic surgery for upholding societal expectations for what women’s bodies should be, or do we go straight to the source for making those expectations in the first place? Do we condemn the surgeons, who sometimes do life-saving or life-changing work when sometimes that work crosses our own moralist standards? Do I choose Lee denim over Levis?

This is not actually a post about any of that.

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