1. A few hours ago, I was at a place called Chloe Pizza here in Carlisle. I was there because, even though it seems to be your typical “strip mall” pizza shop (it’s the place by Giant supermarket) I have found it to have the best pizza in town. So I was eating a coupla slices, watching CNN on the TV they have in there. During a commercial break, some commerical comes on (I have no idea what it was for) and it started out with this line: “What if taking a chance didn’t exist?” I found this line so ridiculous and phony that I shouted “Oh my God!”. Note: I was far from the only person in the joint, but I was dining alone. Can you say embarrassing?
2. There’s certainly going to be a long blog about this in the near future, but I just want to put it out there that Pearl Jam is most likely not my favorite band anymore. I know to some of you, this seems like no big deal, while others of you may find this news mortifying. PJ was such a big part of how I defined myself for so many years. What’s keeping me from making an official announcement is that I have no idea what replaces PJ as my favorite band; I may no longer have just one favorite band. Things just don’t seem that cut-and-dried to me anymore. I still do and always will love Pearl Jam—big problem is, I don’t really listen to them much anymore. I’ll update on this once I’ve got it all worked out.
3. It’s official: something’s wrong with my back.
4. I just watched this. You should too:
5. As I was getting out of my car after I ate at Chloe Pizza, the NPR program I had been listening to (“Talk of the Nation”)—which I hadn’t really been paying attention to—must have been discussing something terribly interesting. I heard this just before I turned this ignition off:
“—and the world’s largest armada of advanced underwater robots is on it’s way—”
I daren’t turn the ignition back on to hear the rest.
Notes From the Fire 