“Pioneering British shoegaze band Lush is reforming, close to twenty years after the group called it quits. The band played its last show in Tokyo in September 1996, and next year will see its return to the stage, with a just-announced show on May 6 at London’s Roundhouse.” From: Lush to reunite for first shows in almost 20 years · Newswire · The A.V. Club
Well, this is exciting, I do like Lush. So many shoegaze bands getting back together over the past couple of years, it’s marvelous.
While I am constantly aware of the fact that I am not special or interesting in any way, I am also continually reminded that I am different than most people. The most recent instances of this involve the universal love and obsession that people seem to be feeling for two newish media things: A musical called “Hamilton,” and a video game called “Undertale.”
It’s been interesting to watch, actually. At first, I found it difficult to put a name to all of the high-energy reactions people were having to those things, but it eventually hit me. It’s joy. People are feeling joy. It’s a whole new level of liking things that I have no direct experience with. I mean I like stuff, sure I do, but I don’t think I’ve ever liked anything half as much as people seem to like these things.They are enjoying these things.
Which is great! It’s certainly fun to watch! But that sounds a little voyeuristic, doesn’t it? It’s not like going to a Cirque du Soleil show; yes, you are watching and appreciating amazing feats (acrobatics on the one hand, the ability to really enjoy things on the other hand), but in the case of Cirque, they put out ads and asked to you watch them and be amazed. The people who aggressively like things on the Internet do not. Their purpose is to get you to like the thing that they like, too — not to serve as a figure of entertainment in and of themselves. Right?
I am assuming here that their liking of things is a genuine expression of how they feel, though I do acknowledge that perhaps a small part of it is performative. You guys. You guys. OMG you guys. So, I don’t know, I just feel weird is all. Ninety-nine percent of the time, if I’m feeling anything, it’s weird.
Slashdot: Study: People Emit a “Germ Cloud” of Bacteria As Unique As a Fingerprint
You know, I’ve been saying this for years. I mean, the bit about how human beings are basically walking clouds of bacteria. Not the bit about its uniqueness.
“Jonathan Safran Foer has recruited Jonathan Franzen to write one of Chipotle’s illustrated essays on their paper cups and take-out bags (which we’ve written about before).” From: The Millions : A Bag of Burritos
Look, I’m not going to lie here: I actually eat at Chipotle once in a while. It’s the barbacoa and medium salsa, you see. I… have a problem. I realize this makes me a bad person. Just one more thing to think about as I spend the rest of eternity burning in hell.
I’m just posting this because I tend to think that the people who hate Jonathan Franzen are also the people who deeply, deeply hate Chipotle as well, so this is all kind of weird. (Also, Oprah’s book club: no, but Chipotle’s wastepaper: yes?)
Boing Boing: Sexy Donald Trump costume
“Hello, Universe? I’m having some trouble with my planet. Yes, Earth. It’s defective, and I would like a new one. Yes, I’ll hold.”
Unfortunately, the next representative won’t be available for around five billion years.
BoingBoing: Sex probably won’t give you a heart attack
Well that’s just great. They might as well publish a study that suggests that owning a Rolls Royce or traveling to the Moon won’t give you a heart attack either, for all the good this information does me. Just once, I’d like to see something that I actually do turn out to be unexpectedly healthful and not at all dangerous. “Funyuns reduce cholesterol!” maybe. Or, “Insomnia key to great hair!” Christ’s sake, give me something.