I am waiting for a phone call. I waited yesterday. I have waited today. Tomorrow, I’m making a lot more phone calls. I am tired of waiting.
While we wait … it has been brought to my attention that I did not run the site’s most popular weekly feature yesterday. Apologies have been rendered and forgiveness offered, contingent upon my remedying the situation. So here we are, checking in on the kitties.
The other day I was removing boxes from upstairs to the recycling staging area — the garage — but Phoebe got there before I could complete the task.
So those boxes stayed just like that for a while. Finally, she moved. Finally, I convinced her there would be other boxes. Also, I reminded her of the other three or four boxes that are always around for her.
At some later point, she curled up next to me for a mid-afternoon nap. I have resolved to not being inside on beautiful days such as that, but there’s no resisting a power move like this. She covered her eyes, and everything.
Poseidon is ready to be plugged in. How else can he know if I am keeping up my end of the cat photo feature bargain? (People tell him, I’m sure.) Fortunately for me, he doesn’t know the difference between a power plug and a network plug.
He’s still not online. Good thing, too. He’s definitely the cat that would land us in the news for buying $4,000 of catnip and self sealing stem bolts.
And much like his sister, if there’s something he can climb into, he’s already been in it twice.
When the groceries come in, he is very helpful. He surprises our storage procedures, chews on plastic, examines the vegetables, raids the pantry, and climbs in the bags. Much of it happening faster than I can type it.
He is a boundless source of amusement.
We return to the Re-Listening project. This is the one where I am listening to all of my old CDs in the car, in the order of their acquisition. It’s an excuse, one I didn’t need, to listen to my old music. And I’m writing about it here to pad the site, maybe share a memory or two, and to include some good music. These aren’t music reviews, because no one needs a decades old review. This is a 2002 CD, one that I picked up used a few years later, in about 2006, just to round out my collection a little bit. And it’s a soundtrack.
“I Am Sam” was a Sean Penn and Michelle Pfeiffer vehicle. Diane West was in it too, and so was Dakota Fanning. But most people just remember Penn, and the Beatles covers.
It begins with “Two of Us,” a song my lovely bride and I sometimes sing to one another.
We all come to discover Rufus Wainwright in our own time, and that is right and as it should be, I’m certain of that. And track three was when I discovered Wainwright, and my goodness can he sing.
The whole album is easily findable online, of course. And there’s a some good stuff on there, if you like the Beatles, and aren’t bothered by covers of Beatles classics. I’m hit or miss on some of their catalog, but there’s something for everyone. I like the Wallflowers, Eddie Vedder, and Stereophonics covers.
I just learned that the European version, which I do not have, has a Nick Cave rendition of “Here Comes the Sun.” Nick Cave is brilliant, but I’m afraid it’d make me sad. That’s the song I played when I did the newscast that George Harrison died. It’s been 23 years, this November, and that’s still what comes to mind when that song comes on. But when this soundtrack is in the player, I’m just waiting to hear that Wainwright track.
The movie itself, I remember thinking it was a missed opportunity.
In the next installment of the Re-Listening project, we’ll try an unimpressive bit of little blue-eyed soul.
But tomorrow, we’ll have a bit of history to contemplate. Be sure to come back for that.
