It was with a mixture of surprise and sadness that, on Thursday morning, I learnt Chris Cornell had taken his own life. More than Nirvana or Pearl Jam, Soundgarden was the band that represented grunge for me, and it was a privilege to work with them. I remember Chris as an intense, introverted and gentle man, with otherworldly and piercing green eyes. Beyond the stage persona and the guitar riffs were a seriousness not often associated with rock stars but, above all, exquisitely personal lyrics, un unsettling and beautiful four-octave voice and a sense of searching. I guess the demons won.
Tag: things we love
I am writing this barely an hour since the US Congress passed a bill aimed at profoundly altering our healthcare system, all in the name of selfishness and capitalism. If this bill ever became law, people like me, with a serious or chronic disease, no matter how far in the past, would be charged considerably more for health insurance than healthy people, with no cap.
I am not sure how we jumped from January to April (or, at least, that is how it feels to me) but here we are, with Spring in full bloom. Two things always happen to me in Spring: I want to sleep longer and I reawaken to the world, which means that I end up being very busy, doing a million things I wouldn’t have considered two months ago. April also means my trip to see sofagirl (and the elephants) is six weeks closer! Have a wonderful weekend.
It must be the Spring reawakening dormant joy but my outlook on life is brighter. How would my mood be affected if I lived, say, in Alaska? I shudder to think. A walk on the beach with the hounds and a friend’s play are in the cards for me this sunny and windy weekend. If you have some time on your hands, here you will find some suggestions on how to squander it.
Sometimes, you just need zebras. I promise none of the animals in this week’s edition are sappy stories about real animals. The John Oliver’s segment on zebras had me in stitches and, during the past week, zebras popped into my minds when I most needed them. Goes to show my mind might be seriously warped….happy Friday!
On the downside, it might rain again this weekend. On the upside, my garden looks more like Hawaii than the desert it’s supposed to be, and it’s Oscar night on Sunday. That merits a cocktail, a quiche and a long stay on the sofa critiquing clothes. Numbers 1, 4 and 5 are compliments of sofagirl who might not be present on these pages anymore but is very much present in my inbox and, by extension, today, in yours.
I am smelling Valentine’s day already. Cards, chocolates and useless gifts are upon us. I will be avoiding restaurants like the plague and just celebrate at home with a home-made dinner for four this year. Truly surrounded by people (and animals) I love. Wishing you a festive one, whether it’s a walk at sunset with your pooch or binge watching Netflix with your best friend. Just make your Tuesday fun.
To those of you who do not live in the United States, I cannot stress enough how topsy-turvy it feels to live here right now. The rug has been pulled from under our feet and we have not regained our balance. Every day is an exercise in decoding what is happening and the public discourse has spilled into the private, whether we like it or not. Balancing levity and politics is becoming the new norm. But I have the whole weekend off and I am ecstatic!