I wanted to watch it, but my sons have taken over the TV. It’s important to share, so I’ve been reading (a book) upstairs while they play Mass Effects. I sure hope they have the Puppy Bowl On Demand.
I’m still laughing about the Ambien Walrus, even though I don’t understand why he is specifically a Walrus, as opposed to a duck, a seal, a whale, or even an Ambien Ant. Why a Walrus??
Does anyone miss Tumblarity? I sort of do, although I hated when it was introduced.
The new interface makes it hard to see who I am following, or who anyone is following, unless they post it on their page. So I can’t go right to a page easily. And there are no lists like on Twitter.
Anyway, my day job is technology, so I don’t like to have to try too hard on tumblr, and I would like to expand who I follow and it’s become a chore.
Today I saw Der Rosenkavalier at the mall, via Met HD. I started weeping during Renee Fleming’s first aria, and kept the tissues handy throughout the next amost 5 hours.
One thing I noticed about the audience was that I must have been in the youngest 10%, which is weird since I’m not exactly 25. I talked to my kids about this when I got home - why don’t young people love the opera?
They hypothesized that it is because they have so many other entertainment options. OK, but I wasn’t merely amused this afternoon. I was emotionally devastated, uplifted, and moved, connected to something vast beyond my small and limited self. I don’t think TV or video games can do this. I think only great art, however you define it, and not excluding popular art, can be transcendent.
My kids don’t even know what the hell I’m talking about.



