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Kitten, a book club, couch, wildfires
Aug. 21st, 2018 09:45 pmLast week was weird... circus school closed, Norwood off in Montreal with his kids.
I mulled over how there's a word for wanting to eat, and a word for wanting to sleep, but there's no word for the desire to express affection. There should be. It's frustrating as hell when you want to and you can't.
I met a kitten! The downstairs neighbors have a new orange fluff who hasn't quite figured out how to cat yet, aside from purring. This is delightful.
I went to a book-club style discussion for The Righteous Mind, the second time I've tried to do that. This time I was among the youngest folks in the room, and everyone had read the book, so that was pretty great. One other person turned out to have an upbringing insanely like mine, growing up in poverty with a super strict religious dad in the same rural region very far from here, and that was a really bizarre connection to make. And we had all the interesting talks you'd expect about moral foundations, etc. I'm still very, very low on feeling disgust about anything and just don't effing care about the "sanctity/cleanliness" foundation as a moral thing, but we were talking about the places that does enter our thinking and I realized that clutter does gross me out in a way that has ethical overtones. So maybe that's one tiny area where it gets into my brain (the rest is all harm avoidance, fairness and a bit of liberty).
We ordered a new couch, after many months of searching. It's this one: two corner pieces and the smallest piece that goes between, to make a fairly normal couch but with high sides. Grey microsuede. It'll be nice.
Annnnnd it looks like I'm not going to Montana in a couple of weeks after all, because a giant wildfire is really close to my dad's place. It's not that I wanted to go -- in a lot of ways this is great -- but it's is still annoying since we already rescheduled once, and now there are airlines to be called, etc. Maybe we'll go around Thanksgiving.
I mulled over how there's a word for wanting to eat, and a word for wanting to sleep, but there's no word for the desire to express affection. There should be. It's frustrating as hell when you want to and you can't.
I met a kitten! The downstairs neighbors have a new orange fluff who hasn't quite figured out how to cat yet, aside from purring. This is delightful.
I went to a book-club style discussion for The Righteous Mind, the second time I've tried to do that. This time I was among the youngest folks in the room, and everyone had read the book, so that was pretty great. One other person turned out to have an upbringing insanely like mine, growing up in poverty with a super strict religious dad in the same rural region very far from here, and that was a really bizarre connection to make. And we had all the interesting talks you'd expect about moral foundations, etc. I'm still very, very low on feeling disgust about anything and just don't effing care about the "sanctity/cleanliness" foundation as a moral thing, but we were talking about the places that does enter our thinking and I realized that clutter does gross me out in a way that has ethical overtones. So maybe that's one tiny area where it gets into my brain (the rest is all harm avoidance, fairness and a bit of liberty).
We ordered a new couch, after many months of searching. It's this one: two corner pieces and the smallest piece that goes between, to make a fairly normal couch but with high sides. Grey microsuede. It'll be nice.
Annnnnd it looks like I'm not going to Montana in a couple of weeks after all, because a giant wildfire is really close to my dad's place. It's not that I wanted to go -- in a lot of ways this is great -- but it's is still annoying since we already rescheduled once, and now there are airlines to be called, etc. Maybe we'll go around Thanksgiving.
