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07222016-04


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Well, I know I said yesterday Shobhit and I would be going to a movie last night, but we decided in the end to postpone that until next Monday -- so Sara can once again possibly join us, and actually more pressingly, because we almost forgot that last night was this year's annual HOA meeting.

Of course, and predictably, it was ultimately deathly dull, but I can still enumerate a few things that made it worth attending:

*Gary, the guy from the West Building who has looked after Guru and Shanti many times, once again needs me to look after one of his cats while he takes the other down to Oregon for a kidney surgery, starting Wednesday evening. Although he had no idea how close I came to missing it, he did accurately predict that I would be at the meeting, so almost as soon as I arrived, he came up to me with his spare key, to save me the trip over to his unit to get it.

*Although the "design committee" report was too long and easily one of the dullest portions of the meeting, it did yield what I found to be a spectacular detail: they're looking at adding a private door, accessible from the hallway, into the community theatre! And it's about fucking time. After a decade of this building's existence, one of the stupidest design flaws is how the theatre is accessible only by walking through the community kitchen, although both rooms are reserved independently. This resulted in a rather awkward exchange with one of my neighbors many years ago who thought reserving the kitchen automatically meant reserving the theatre, and she literally barged in and started shouting at us because the volume was too loud. (That bitch moved out ages ago. Her husband, bless his heart, was very apologetic.) Ever since, almost every time I reserve the theatre, I therefore check the schedule to see if another tenant has the kitchen reserved, and I email them a heads up that I will be using the theatre and will need to walk through their party. With a private door to the theatre, I would no longer have to worry about any of this shit. Now, when the hell this change might actually happen, I have no idea, and have zero expectation of it happening super soon. But I'm just happy the need is being acknowledged.

*They did hold a raffle, and Shobhit's ticket was called! Curiously, there was no organization of which prizes were doled out in what order, so Shobhit and I wound up grabbing a whole cake provided by Regent Bakery and Café, which has been located on the southwest corner of the west building (at 14th and Pine) for as long as I can remember. I had dinner there once, and found their portions to be too big and the flavor rather bland; I've long understood the place to be much better known for its desserts anyway, which I had never tried -- until now. It was a rather light, angel-food-like cake covered in white frosting with sliced kiwi and strawberry on top (more specifically: "Fruit" cake -- not at all to be confused with a fruitcake). It was quite tasty. Honestly a full cake was the last thing Shobhit or I needed, which was why I told Shobhit to be sure and offer Ivan some when he got home from work -- I checked this morning and indeed less than half the cake (which was not huge, but big enough) was left. In all probability it will be gone by the end of the evening tonight.

I was going to complain that they did not offer snacks -- but hey, I did get a free cake out of it.

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07222016-25


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Our HOA meetings are always at the church located right across the street on Pine; we have to go straight across the street and can enter through the back entrance through their parking lot, since their front door is actually on 14th. This was the first such meeting Shobhit was actually around to attend in person since 2009. He asked a few questions and he did the voting, all of which I was fine with, even though as his spouse I now legally own the place just as much as he does. I even contribute monthly to paying down the principal on the mortgage. But, it's still only his name on all the paperwork.

Anyway, we walked back across the street after the meeting, cut ourselves each a slice of the cake, and sat down to watch the rest of the episode of Big Little Lies on HBO that I had started before we left. After that we watched some of last Saturday's episode of Saturday Night Live, which was just all right, and we pretty much lost interest about halfway through. And that was when I went to go start getting ready for bed.

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Let's see, what else can I bore you with today? How about my music listening habits?

By this time last year, I'd gotten new album releases by Rihanna and Sia; Gwen Stefani's new album was released on March 17, and Pet Shop Boys on April 1. So far this year, however, there have been exactly zero new albums to get, nor any on the near horizon -- all I know is Katy Perry's new album, which I will definitely get, is being released this summer.

After several years of a lot of new releases, though, this is leaving me with an unusual period of listening to older albums I haven't listened to in a while. Or, to go on artist-specific kicks, which happened recently with both Supertramp and the Pet Shop Boys, and to a lesser degree, Tracy Chapman.

I don't even know how many full albums I own anymore, the vast majority of them are on iTunes. I think I have something like 13,000 tracks, and if you were to average 12 tracks per album, that's the equivalent of over a thousand albums. I have been thinking lately about how many years it's been -- a lot -- since I've had much knowledge at all of contemporary artists; the vast majority of new albums I buy are by bands and singers who have been around forever but simply keep releasing stuff. I feel like I'm sort of just at that age. How much new music do I need, anyway? Or certainly, how many new artists? Okay, Sia was very new to me last year and I'm sure as shit glad I discovered her -- This Is Acting was easily the best album of the year. But she was very much the exception rather than the rule.

I'm starting to think that, by and large, the music library I have now is enough to sustain me for the rest of my life. A thousand albums is clearly more than enough to have plenty to listen to without ever getting sick of it all. That's impossible at this point. Hell, I could stick with only all the albums by my ten most popular artists -- which combined amount to roughly 200 albums -- and be satisfied, really.

There's still something to be said for the discovery of new things, of course. It's just not at the top of my priority list anymore and hasn't been for years. I mean, unless you want to count new releases by the artists and bands I already love. And actually, I did discover there are about four somewhat obscure Pet Shop Boys releases -- including, most importantly, a second volume of B-sides -- that I did not realize existed and thus still need to get. I do hope to remedy that this year.

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07222016-02

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