No, I didn’t watch the first season when it aired. Yes, I only watched the first season on Netflix when everyone talked about how much better the second season is. So why not watch the first season and then watch the current season and read the recaps?
For May 31, 2015
I’m away again for a work function, which puts me in mind of how my last two jobs ended — in meetings calmly being told that the office was closing and we were being laid off. Even though my wife has always worked, my first reaction in both cases was worrying what I was going to do to make sure we could pay our bills. In both cases I was lucky enough to receive severance that helped bridge the time between jobs — once for 15 months and once for only two months.
For May 30, 2015
Today is the birthday of once of my sisters, the one who is almost exactly a year younger than me. Aside from my parents, this is the person who has been more or less a constant in my life, always around. I have no memories that don’t include her. My next sister is about three years younger and I can convince myself that I remember a time before she was born. Not so with this sister.
For May 29, 2015
I’m trying this morning to remember the most egregious thing I ever pretended to be interested in to impress a woman. Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians has to be on the list, although I may just be pretending that I didn’t listen to that first album over and over because I really liked it. One girlfriend’s father owned a hardware store or something and was into NASCAR. I probably feigned interest in both. My wife loves dancing and, well, no I never pretended I love dancing. There are limits.
For May 28, 2015
This doesn’t have anything to do with anything but it’s a short anecdote so I’ll tell it. Sophomore year in college I fell for this woman who lived in my dorm, one floor down. I fell the way I often fell — I saw her randomly in the dorm and decided I needed to know who she was. One of my friends had already met her and he told me what I needed to know.
For May 27, 2015
I think it started in junior high school. One of us, one of the group of friends who had all the same classes and hung out together outside of school, got a girlfriend. I don’t remember which one of us it was, except it wasn’t me. And that’s when it started, probably partly out of jealousy but also out of fear — we started thinking about losing our friend.
For May 26, 2015
They say that opposites attract, which of course is nonsense. Two people who end up together are much more likely to have more in common than not. My wife and I grew up in very different situations — geographically, culturally — yet for the most part we see things the same way. There are differences, sometimes very frustrating differences, but in general our views are aligned.
For May 25, 2015
So I’m back from my trip and a little behind so let’s get to it. Today’s lyric isn’t so meaningful to me, coming from a song that appears to have not made the cut for The Rising, with a lot of imagery destruction and loss. Is there hope in the song? Well, with Springsteen there is always hope (and faith and love).
For May 24, 2015
So although I’m not a religious man, I can’t say that I’ve completely shaken the influence of weekly childhood visits to church. I was baptized and confirmed. I carried the censer and the tapers and the crucifix. I sang a verse of “We Three Kings” a capella in the Christmas pageant. All that education doesn’t just disappear, no matter how rational I want to be. So yeah, sometimes I pray.
For May 23, 2015
The song “My Lover Man” is one of the only Springsteen songs narrated by a female. (The only other I can think of is “Car Wash”.) In the song, the narrator wants her man to come back even though he was cruel and cheated on her. It’s awfully comforting to imagine a woman forgiving almost anything and taking back a former lover. I don’t think it’s be true in my case.