“Good news in today’s world is like a fugitive, treated like a hoodlum & put on the run.”
Bob Dylan being very Dylan indeed.
“[Robert Johnson] was so far ahead of his time that we still haven’t caught up with him”
“Good news in today’s world is like a fugitive, treated like a hoodlum & put on the run.”
Bob Dylan being very Dylan indeed.
“[Robert Johnson] was so far ahead of his time that we still haven’t caught up with him”

Sunny Days by David Kamp
I bought this book without even doing my usual sampling preview, once I discovered it was not only about all of my favorite childhood TV shows, but was also written by the same author of THE UNITED STATED OF ARUGULA, one of my favorite metafood books.
It’s about the wild creative atmosphere around educational children’s programming in the late 60s and early 70s. Sesame Street, of course… Roosevelt Franklin… some Mr. Rogers… but I really liked all the coverage of the lesser-known local favorite, Magic Garden. And the shout-out to Joya’s Fun School! I really liked Joya.
This book really pushed a lot of my memory buttons, but I think the weirdest trigger memory of all was when they covered “Berna-dette’s” Zoom intro. Honestly whenever I hear the name “Bernadette” I tend to flash back to that intro; all I remembered was she did something with her arms while they played a kind of celeste-sounding musical bit. I didn’t remember her being Chinese, or that the arm thing was supposed to give the illusion that she had no elbow joints or something. But they really spent a lot of time on it in the book, and now I know ALL about it. And it sent me back to watch some of the original Zoom show intro numbers, and OMG were they bad.
Speaking of bad, then there was the New Zoo Revue. I was very, very little when I used to watch and enjoy this show; and while probably none of the kiddie shows that I watched were true favorites with the parents and older brother in the house, I remember everyone PARTICULARLY hating on the New Zoo Revue. “They can’t even sing,” my mother protested, and I was little enough that this puzzled me. “They CAN sing,” I argued. They were right there on the TV singing. But even in my memory I remember some really awful singing, something along the lines of “With Doug, and Emmy Jo, every day’s a different shooooooow!” half-shouted and half-sung in a monotone.
Good times! Oh wait, I guess GOOD TIMES will be a different book altogether.

Two completed, ornate, MATCHING sleeves.
We do a lot of meetings at work with video, now. Still nobody can see me knit below the camera. They probably think I’m looking at a phone.

Doxology by Nell Zink
Pam is born the same year as me and spends her young adulthood in gritty downtown NYC, working in the financial district as a programmer and living in Chinatown. So forgive me if I liked this book right off the bat.
She does live a much more hardscrabble life than me, running away from home and arriving in NYC young and anonymous. She does much more interesting programming than I ever did, too.
Joe has a fictional neurological syndrome that manifests something like a mild Down’s Syndrome in some ways, with Joe always happy and optimistic and trusting; yet fully functioning, if quirky, and tremendously creative and talented as a songwriter.
Daniel lives in an illegal apartment over a video store in the heart of Chinatown; its only entrance and egress being through the store, Daniel must be home every night by 1 AM when the metal gate comes down, else he has to stay out till 6 AM when it comes back up. He falls for Pam, and she’s into him enough to move in with him into this crazy place.
Flora is their unexpected offspring. She grows up fast. She’s precocious and smart. She’s a child when 9/11 happens, and her parents relocate her to her grandparents’ place in the DC suburbs, where she spends the remains of her childhood. She wants to save the world from climate change. She does a semester abroad in Chad and becomes a soil expert, but never can figure out quite how to channel her energy and enthusiasm to go about actually saving the world.
And that’s it. It’s the life story of these four people from the late 80s to the present moment. I was riveted.

So, gosh, I am so done with Stitch Fix, I have so many clothes already, I really don’t nee—- OH MY GOD IS THAT A JEAN JACKET!?!

Yellow is a great color for me, and that funny gather at the front waist (it is not just me getting it stuck in my underwear) actually makes it flattering.
But tops, tops, tops, I have so many.

For the Janis side of me. Sure, it’s lovely, but look at three other similar tops I already bought from Stitch Fix and are already too dressy for most of my life:

I skipped Spring.
And I canceled – this is my last shipment. I have too many clothes.

A plain green top but with a weird sleeve thing going on.
Wheat-colored, stretch, tight jeans. I don’t like the tight jean look (particularly on me).

Less than 11 months after reading The Fuck It Diet, I finally did it: canceled my Weight Watchers subscription. It’s over. I’ll always think highly of WW. When I ballooned during my mirtazapine Bad Days, it was good for me… but as I’ve already stated, I’m not going to continue spending my life losing and gaining the same silly 5 pounds anymore. I’m not a natural 120. I seem to be a natural 128. Fuck it.