Thank you to all who voted! (Sorry you missed the poll, Laura, but good name!)
Everyone, please give a warm welcome to Silvester. He has trouble shifting into second gear and I think his front driver’s side tire is going flat, but he’s been a reliable companion so far.
What’s there to say about Day 2?
- I had a couple of productive conference calls in the morning.
- I picked up an auxiliary cable at Wal-Mart because my new bluetooth thingy doesn’t work. But the cable isn’t so great; it sometimes works and sometimes is all fuzzy-sounding.
- I went to a Barnes & Noble and bought The Martian for Tim and The Spy Who Came In From the Cold for myself. Let’s ignore that there is a crushed bike on the cover of the Le Carré.
- I saw two baby donkeys. They looked like the below but were a little bigger. They were the equivalent of teen donkeys, maybe.
Why didn’t you stop to take a picture of the donkeys? I don’t like it when you use other people’s photos, it seems like you’re lying.
I know, sorry. The roads were pretty crowded and the timing just didn’t feel right.
What was your dinner like?
We ate at a sad-looking but packed Italian place in a strip mall that had carpeted floors, fluorescent lights, and no liquor license. The food was pretty good, though! But not good enough for me to ever want to eat there again! Because atmosphere is at least fifty percent of my enjoyment of a restaurant! And I want to drink wine with pasta! And I will never be in Lumberton again!
Why aren’t you being more interesting?
Shut up! I’m using exclamation points, isn’t that good enough? Also I already told you, I have too much work.
But aren’t you going to regret not recording your days in minute detail?
Probably. I’m going to do my best and that will mean whatever it means.
What else happened yesterday that took time away from your blogging window?
This white/gold vs. blue/black thing. Everyone is already sick of it and so am I! But I spent at least an hour trying to see it both ways and discussing it online with Chris and Andy. I experienced something of an existential crisis prior to being able to see it as blue and black because I take seriously my ability to perceive color accurately. It seemed like something was wrong with my brain, and that upset me. But then I grew magical dual-sensing abilities and got over it and went to sleep. Wired has a nice analysis, if you’re interested.
How was your room at the La Quinta?
It had good feng shui and felt very cozy. Its branding was much classier than that of our last La Quinta, and it had high ceilings, a carpet with an inoffensive pattern, and a pleasing dusty orange accent wall behind the bed. The art was a good size for the room and had nice frames. And the bed was comfortable. Nice job, guys. (Art to come in tomorrow’s post.)
How does one pronounce La Quinta?
La Keenta. Not La Kinta, Sullivan bros.
Did you come up with any band names today?
I did, thank you for asking! Today’s band name is Safe Mode. I came up with it when my phone got stuck on its boot screen and I kept pressing things and eventually it started in safe mode. It’s still not back to normal. This is a bad month for me and technology.
I’m bored. Can we look at photos now?
Hotel Art of the Day
Hotel Art Score
8/10. The style reminds me of something I’ve seen in indie animations; it feels fluffy, its slight blurriness giving it a sense of motion. It’s nearing the edge of being too colorful but doesn’t fall off the cliff. For a hotel painting it’s delightful. I feel like it’s inviting me in to that far-away farmhouse and I’m effectively invited in to my hotel bed.
Art Art Score
6/10. It’s a little precious, but it’s real art. The style of the clouds feels incongruous; I keep being drawn to the sky when it’s not what I want to focus on.
I can’t remember why, but I added “The Spy Who Came in from the Cold” to my Amazon Wishlist like three weeks ago. Can I borrow it from you when you’re done?
What color did the guys think the dress was?
I’m pretty sure they all thought it was white and gold. Tim is the only person I’m not sure about.
And yes, you can borrow it.
Beth, I love your alter ego asking you questions, and I love your use of antithesis in your description of the view from Silvester’s parking space. Dad looks like he is checking out the guy in the blue jumpsuit — or is it a gold jumpsuit?