I write 3 of these things a week, so have to be open to ideas, wherever they come from. It could be a WTF political moment, or a trip to the grocery store, or hearing a certain song on the radio. It can be a birth or a death or escaped monkeys on route 80.
One of the things that I used to love about going to parties at someone's house or apartment back in the 80's was the fact that the host's entire aesthetic life was on display. A wall of books, shelves full of albums. You could tell a lot about the choices one would make with those crinkled up $5 bills. Or not, if there were no books or albums that said as much to us twenty something snobs and unless there was a lot of beer or girls then it was doubtful that we would stick around. Nowadays I can't figure out how to make my phone play music in my car and that's ok cuz I'm old and silence is a much valued commodity in my world. Thanks Tom.
you are so right. you could tell a lot about a person back then just by sneaking a peek at their records and their books. to get that today I guess you'd have to steal their phone...
One of the things that I used to love about going to parties at someone's house or apartment back in the 80's was the fact that the host's entire aesthetic life was on display. A wall of books, shelves full of albums. You could tell a lot about the choices one would make with those crinkled up $5 bills. Or not, if there were no books or albums that said as much to us twenty something snobs and unless there was a lot of beer or girls then it was doubtful that we would stick around. Nowadays I can't figure out how to make my phone play music in my car and that's ok cuz I'm old and silence is a much valued commodity in my world. Thanks Tom.
you are so right. you could tell a lot about a person back then just by sneaking a peek at their records and their books. to get that today I guess you'd have to steal their phone...