Dino wandered in with this to say:
So when I was in college I was with a woman named Jackie. She was the bravest woman I have ever known, no one has ever worked as hard as I have seen her work during our college life together.
Well anyway, during college we made a pact that we would live like college students for ten years after college ended. I thought it was a great idea. Small cars, no kids, apartments, and whatever.
I think we’re a little past ten, though honestly I have no idea, the last years since college have been a blur.
There are few habits that have carried over since college, and my time with that girl. The Neti Pot, the Jansport Supersac, chick peas, AVP volleyball, and sneaking into Summerfest.
Well this weekend I did something interesting. I took the lightbulbs out of my house. I replaced them with the swirly other kind. I have used them in the lights in the driveway, or the garage. And honestly they have never been anything but great. Once they have gone in I have not changed any of them.
You know the thing is I don’t know that much about lightbulbs, or cleaning solutions, or toilets. I do research about this stuff, and I find out if it is interesting or valuable to make a change.
I was wondering what you have done to make your homes better stewards of the planet?
Does anyone have a compost pile? What the hell do you keep your kitchen stuff in? Coffee cans? How do you avoid the stink?
What about cleaning the oven? I cannot imaging that the stuff you spray in there and walk away from is a good thing. Suddenly all the burnt cheese from frozen pizzas is just gone? Where does it go…into mini cancers in my lungs I assume.
Where do you go on Wausau for inspiration? I have grown so tired of this cynicism…this sort of BS exterior…what is just fun? Who are the positive people…I like the people at the Janke Book Store…they stock the Parker Jotter, and I think I might be the only one buying them. Those ladies are cool.
Al at Et Al’s is a cool dude. He has a good dog too.
But who else?
Where do you eat, what just jumps up and down on your tongue?
It’s all rambling at this point isn’t it? A man in the town he lives in, crying out for something to turn his head, and pull him into something. Something that saves the cynicism, the grouchiness.
So are the lightbulbs a good idea?