a mysterious urinal crime + other notes from this week
weather: 🌤️ hot but at least the beach was nice
critters: pelicans in V formation
somebody stole all the flush valves and piping from the urinals in S's workplace bathroom. it's a lot cleaner now that they've closed it to the public, but nobody can figure out why those particular parts were stolen. seems like methhead behavior, but there's no copper in any of those parts. what gives? email me if you know what gives.
i'm terrified of cherry flavored anything, because i love cherry things but i really don't like a nyquil or christmas cherry pie flavor. i have had my heart broken by many sodas and candies tasting of those two things.
fortunately, taking a gamble on a restaurant's cherry phosphate the other day got me the best cherry soda ever. tasted exactly like if you mixed fabbri amarena syrup with topo chico. i'm gonna go do that right now. 11/10.
"satan was a babyboomer" by brutalismus 3000 (great song) is a rare moment in electronic music when satan appears as an unambiguous bad guy.
if you want a satan who is not a miltonian tragic figure or humanity's aggressive chess opponent, but a representation of the ultimate inhuman evil, wealthy baby boomers on their updikest behavior might be your best analogue.
i'm qualified to dig a hole and fill out certain state forms, but i'm not qualified to answer most archaeology questions. however, it sure is an icebreaker when i tell people my field. i have yet to meet anybody who thinks it's uncool. i wish "wow! cool!" got funding to the right people and places. baby steps.