i spent today dealing with the mental health agency here, getting my meds renewed. the good part: evaluation and meds together only cost $5. the bad part: we left the house at 8.45, spent an hour driving through houston traffic, and came straight home after i got my prescription, arriving back here at 4.15. whee.
so about half this time was spent sitting in various waiting rooms which were stocked with back issues of _the economist_ and _better homes and gardens_. i firmly believe depression's bad enough without subjecting myself to a discourse on keynesian theory, so i paged through the october 1991 better homes and gardens. i now understand why push drills are nifty and what wine to serve with brie-with-roasted-garlic.
one ad caught my eye. one of those instant-heirloom firms was selling canisters. you know, cutesy ceramic thingies for storing flour and sugar and coffee and tea. they were painted to look like quaint little victorian cottages, and each was labeled appropriately (the flour canister is marked "bakery shoppe," sugar goes in "sweet shoppe," etc. just in case you're *really* stupid, each was also labeled with the name of what goes in there).
then i noticed the price on these things. $89 *each*. that comes to $356. there've been times in my life when i could have lived for *months* on what these canisters cost.
what kind of person spends $356 on kitchen canisters?? i can't decide whether that would mean you had immense angst or no angst at all. maybe spending vast sums of money on really stupid cutesy nonessentials is an attempt to generate angst and bring meaning to an otherwise barren life. or maybe some people are just stupid.
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sine | deb
mail sent to llama@ccwf.cc.utexas.edu
or to llama@unkaphaed.jpunix.com
or to sine.nomine@cld9.sccsi.com (but i don't like here)
or to bil2@midway.uchicago.edu
will reach me. but i still don't have local telnet access,
just mail and news through a waffle site.
(but a waffle site with a waycool sysop, so...)