So: I just left the house for the first time since Saturday. It was Mr. Tingle’s idea (he also gently suggested, in honor of the outing, that a shower might be in order. That hadn’t happened since Saturday either. Yes, I am a loathsome wife). I went to the bank and library, creeping along the highway like an Amish person in a buggy. The SUVs on the road were huge and all going too fast. I am afraid that one of these days I will emerge from our house and find everyone zipping around in rocket ships. That, or I’m going to end up one of those tiny old people you see stranded at the terminus of the highway on-ramp, unable to merge.
Clearly, I need to either a) start arranging daily jaunts out into the world; or b) invest in a Cadillac so that I can — as a tiny old person stranded at the terminus of the highway on-ramp — enjoy a plush stylish roomy interior. There I could sit, just cooling it, listening to Alice Cooper on the tape deck and eating from a box of chocolates, until midnight, when with the highway clear, I’m able to resume my errands.
You just described me on my Tuesday afternoon outing for groceries and Chinese food. That was the last time I left the house. It was in my Miata, though (which while not plush and teensy enough to fit into an Escalade’s wheel well, twice, is very very agile), but the Alice Cooper (Clones) was on my iPod (and mixed into Bowie’s Diamond Dogs. goood iPod.), and I was totally munching Scharffen Berger from a hinged wooden box.
Comment by Jessica — 1/27/2005 @ 6:45 pm
Are you a stay-at-home person too, Jessica?
I love that you were munching on the Scharffen Berger. Do you know Seroogys? Awesome chocolatiers from Wisconsin.
Comment by CAAF — 1/27/2005 @ 9:17 pm
All the cool people stay in!
Though I did venture out today because there’s only so much I can take of foggy sickness. And now I must drag myself back to work tomorrow…TGIF, as ever.
Comment by Sarah — 1/27/2005 @ 10:07 pm
Add Alice Cooper:
A CD of his appears prominently on various handsome shelves next to handsome armchairs in a recent Crate ‘n’ Barrel catalog. Welcome to my (graciously appointed) nightmare.
Comment by 'Fesser — 1/27/2005 @ 10:13 pm
Holy crap, ‘Fesser, you’re killing me. That’s a hideous appropriation. What next? Led Zeppelin pimping Cadillac?!?!?
Poor Alice. I’m going to play “Poison” and try to wash that taste out of my mouth.
Comment by CAAF — 1/27/2005 @ 10:19 pm
Natch, Alice has not been enlisted in the service of the C&B–I was amused, as it seemed to be a stylist slipping one past a too young to know DP, or whatever they call the person in charge of a catalog. We think Alice Cooper on a Crate and Barrel shelf is funny, but not hard to imagine sneaking it past someone who vaguely confuses Alice Cooper and Alison Kraus.
Comment by 'Fesser — 1/28/2005 @ 12:20 am
No, I knew what you meant — I just wanted to get off the Zeppelin joke.
I do always peer at the catalogs (particularly Pottery Barn for some reason) to see what books they have on their shelves. Didn’t Nicholson Baker write an essay about the choices and what they mean?
Comment by CAAF — 1/28/2005 @ 12:29 am
“I do always peer at the catalogs [...] to see what books they have on their shelves.”
Oh my God, I thought I was the only one who did this! And I am also an inveterate homebody immune to cabin fever. CAAF, you’ve just restored my belief in my own sanity…or lack thereof. Hey, there’s safety in numbers, right?
Comment by amcorrea — 1/28/2005 @ 11:01 am
Ah, your email address is enough to vouch for your sanity & good sense!
I just found the Nicholson Baker essay I was thinking about. Will post about it later this weekend …
Comment by CAAF — 1/28/2005 @ 4:16 pm
Nothing quite makes one feel so like a target demographic than seeing one’s cds or books in an effing C&B catalog (or, worse yet, Delia’s). I know not of this Seroogys, but will have to check it out. I used to drive past the Scharffen Berger factory every day when I worked at Pixar, and nearly took a job right around the corner at Tippett Studios. After each interview I’d come home stinking of chocolate. That almost made up for the (bridge burning deleted).
My very favorite chocolatier is L’artisan du Chocolat. I kept the beribboned box from my last visit, and stick my nose in every now and again. Damn.
Comment by Jessica — 1/31/2005 @ 10:52 pm