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“I was just nowhere near your neighborhood”

I should have gone to bed two hours ago. Instead of sleeping I am drinking red wine and watching Singles. It’s making me incredibly homesick for a Seattle that doesn’t even exist anymore. For some reason this makes me want to pack a small bag, put an add on Craigslist Spain, offering to marry any guy in Barcelona to get citizenship, and disappear in the middle of the night. Or maybe it’s the good Spanish wine (and overdose of political blogs) that is making me want to do that.

Seriously though, the Seattle of Singles was kind of a fairytale to begin with, but even the Seattle it was based on is long gone. I’d say no one could understand what I mean, but I know for sure Boots does, and the other night I ended up in a long conversation with a friend’s sister who was lamenting the years she lived in Seattle in the 90s going to the Cha Cha and Linda’s. The apartment building in the movie is across the street from my middle school, a few blocks from where Boots and I grew up. Every filming location is instantly recognizable. It’s making me kind of teary.

The movie does almost entirely miss the point of the social movement in Seattle at that time. The characters aren’t even caricatures of anyone really living in that time at that age. But damn, the music is also making me, uh, not homesick, but, um, nostalgic, I guess. Though I always imagine nostalgia containing some sort of concept of wishing you could return to that time. I certainly don’t want that, but I do feel oddly heartsick for the loss of it. For the fact that only a few of my friends remember it. For the fact that my little sister will never know it. For it being strangely lost to my history in a way I could never completely share with a lover or a future partner. And of course my sister will have a version of Seattle that I will never really experience. And any potential partner doesn’t need to share my past because we’ll build a future and blah blah blah. Gah, I’m at risk of becoming maudlin here.

Tomorrow I will wear bright colors and walk in the Tennessee sun. There will be no unseasonable black tights, no North Face rain jackets (why do extras in this movie have umbrellas? No one in Seattle would carry an umbrella), no lamenting the loss of the SuperSonics. Look to the future in the clear light of day!

Say look, it’s my horoscope for tomorrow/today:

There are so many reasons for you to think positively about your life, so try not to focus on just the bad stuff! If you can just stop and let yourself see your life with clear eyes, you should be able to sense a new beginning coming. One that, in turn, that will give you the confidence you need to move into a new direction. Why not take a chance on someone who’s new to the scene? Add a bit of risk to your life right now, and you will embark upon a very exciting path. You’re feeling great about some new project or plan you’ve been putting into action, but you need to slow down just a bit, lest you overdo it somewhat. Just try to find a balance in your life.

Balance. Yes. As necessary and as hard to find as love.

Song for today: Labor Day – Goodness (click to download)

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arg, all the way around

I don’t know where the Jezebel girls are finding them but Holy Homoeroticism, Batman.

Burger King commercials make want to be sure to never, ever, ever, ever want to go there.  Not that I do anyway, but goddamn they are the worst commercials ever.

Ankles are incredibly mosquito bitten, but bamboo blinds are hung on the porch.  They still need to be firmly affixed to the railing.  And we’ll see how they hold up in the first big storm.  But hey, for now, some semblance of of privacy.

Why is Dr. J in Dr. Pepper commercials? Did he spend all his money on the ladies?

Taurus, for today:

We are more aware of the fine line between spiritual truth and delusion as the Sun approaches an opposition with surreal Neptune early tomorrow. Relationships can become confusing as fantasy gets mixed up with reality. Meanwhile, the Sun’s annoying quincunx with erratic Uranus tempts us to overreact to the restraining Capricorn Moon. The Moon’s entry into progressive Aquarius at 6:55 pm EDT enables us to interact without being overly emotional.

Is it wrong that the word “quincunx” makes me laugh?  I guess I should laugh at it, as the universe seems to be laughing at me this week.



Speaking of horoscopes, how is this for someone who just quit their job, while having only a half-formed plan:

Week beginning May 8
Copyright 2008 by Rob Brezsny

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Alison Covarrubias is a mentor for female entrepreneurs. Her “Ladies Who Launch” program inspires women to be brave and brazen as they develop their own businesses. One of Covarrubias’s prime pieces of advice: “If you don’t feel like you’re going to throw up, you’re not taking enough risks.” That’s also my message for you, Taurus. In the name of smart gambles and tricky success, I dare you to push yourself way out of the comfort zone.