Monday, November 29, 2010

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful.



on sunday i visited the new home of an old aquaintance.  it had all the things i love: random walls painted in odd colors, a giant porch with a view of the harbor, big old leather club chairs with an antique chess board in between, crate after crate of vinyls, family photos from the nineties and so.many.bookshelves filled with one of the best book collections i've seen in a while.  i poured myself a cup of coffee and headed out to the porch.  it was cold, maybe 45 degrees but the sun was directly hitting my face.  it was one of those moments when you remember that simple pleasures are best. 


then i went inside and asked if i was correct, that this house had no tv.  yup, my worst nightmare realized.  he said there was no tv, that he wanted to have a home that didn't center around a tv.  uh ok sure, fine.  i then asked where he plays music.  yup you guessed it - no radio, no ipod dock, no record player for all those vinyls.  just a fuzzy clock radio for npr.  i wouldn't survive a minute in that house :)  would you?

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