This has been a week, but unlike last week which was a week, this was more “a bit of a week” (to paraphrase Lin-Manuel Miranda when he drops epic and happy making news).
To start, on Tuesday, I went to see Bruno Mars in concert.
Now, there were many things awesome about this. First of all, I had a pretty bomb floor seat. Second, I made friends with the woman (also there alone) sitting behind me. Third, BRUNO MARS who was amazing. Fourth: Surprise! Boyz II Men was the opening act.
First, I had an IBS episode, which was not as bad as you might think except it was terrible because I was an emotional, weepy mess. If you know me at all, you know I don’t tend toward the emotional OR the weepy, so I thought I was probably dying (this is not really an understatement as I always feel like I am effectively losing my mind if I cry for more than, like, five minutes especially if there’s no evident cause). Anyway, it turns out my instincts about living to regret the croissant and many cookies I ate last Friday were right on and also the emotional response can be explained by science.
Then, Dana Johnson came to visit our school as part of its writer in residence program. (This is a good thing, btw. She was amazing, and when I asked my students the most important thing they learned this week, quite a few of them said “Just try even if you think you’ll fail,” which was a thing she mentioned in her talk. So! Yay for that!) Right, so that’s good, but her visit also led to me having a slight existential crisis because she’s in charge of the PhD in writing at her institution and while I absolutely am not interested in finishing the PhD in literature, the idea of a PhD in creative writing still excites me. Is it possible? Maybe. But do I want to devote the time to it? Who knows?
1. Okay, so I know I mentioned that I hit a parked car this summer, but did I tell you that I ALSO hit a pillar in the parking garage of my complex? Well, I did. Which means that I have dents on both sides of my car now. Because of that, I came to the conclusion that I must not like my car very much (I mean, I am not this careless in general) so got it into my head that I would sell my car and buy a new one.
You know, the ones that I watched and cared about. I was going to go by premiere date, but I don’t have it in me to figure out what came on when, so I’ll just go by station.dddd
I watched the first two episodes. I actually liked the pilot more than the second episode. The pilot was kind of clunky at the beginning, but I found myself laughing a lot by the end. (Loose boots! So random, so funny.) The second episode stayed clunky and was weirdly preachy and heavy handed in its messaging. I mean, for a second episode. So basically, the tone wasn’t consistent between the two episodes.