MAY 7
Bad case of the Sunday Scaries today. I don’t know where this expression comes from, I picked it up from twitter pals, but it’s a useful way to describe the dread that comes from one week ending an another beginning. I slept very bad on Friday night, and then spent my whole weekend getting by. I went on a nice walk yesterday, and a very nice walk today, and have mostly managed to feed myself. But I also skipped out on two meetings, one parade, and an errand that I had hoped to get out of the way. Also, almost, this newsletter, which I really had meant to put out on Friday, but then I forgot or something? I don’t know. Friday is far in the past. I’m already all about next Friday, and Gus’s plans for gardening, and my plans for watching Rally Portugal, and whether I will have managed to get the errand done I wanted to get done this weekend before then, or if I should pencil it in for after my weekly work meeting. (Here is how you get me to not skip a meeting: pay me.) What can we expect from the weather next weekend? Or the one after that? The Thursday after next I have to be on campus at eight in the morning, but they’re paying me. I would like to not catch the bus in the rain. And that Saturday I have big plans for the Seward garage sale. There are too many things on my calendar already.
So the Sunday Scaries, which are paralyzing. The weekend is almost over. There are so many things I meant to do but haven’t. And I can’t do them now, I have to experience dread. I need to make pizza crust. I need to make cookies. I need to unload and load my dishwasher. I need to clean the bathroom. But all of that is impossible! It’s almost Monday already! All I can do is lie in bed with the cat.
But I am getting this newsletter out. And I’m going to attempt some baking. And I can move cleaning the bathroom onto next week’s to-do list, just like I moved it from last week’s to-do list. I can be very brave.
PICTURE OF THE CAT
WHAT I WATCHED
I do feel bad that I’ve only watched old racing, BUT, this does mean that I’m going to tell you about the last Formula E race of 2016, and you’re going to love it. So, coming into the last round two drivers, Sebastien Buemi and Lucas Di Grassi are tied on points. Whoever wins the race wins the championship basically. Buemi is starting on pole, with Di Grassi right behind him in second. On the FIRST LAP of the race Di Grassi gets caught out under breaking and drives into the back of Buemi. They both go into the runoff area, both cars are broken. It’s all over, right? Buemi has more wins, so he’ll get the championship on count back. EXCEPT Formula E is a silly little time, and gives out two points for fastest lap. Both cars are broken, but not bad enough that they can’t limp back to the pits, and it’s a great thing that Formula E is a silly little time, because when they pit they don’t just change tires or take on more fuel, they GET INTO A SECOND CAR, because it’s electric racing, and one car can only get them to half distance. So Buemi and Di Grassi both have another car to hop into, and there’s no way they could take it to the end of the race, but they can go out there and try for fastest lap. That’s what happens. There’s some question about whether Di Grassi will be disqualified or somehow punished for the contact that took them both out, but in the end it doesn’t matter, Buemi gets the fastest lap, and wins the championship by two points. Formula E is such a silly little sport, it’s great.
ZINE CLUB
April has been mailed out! You missed something fun. Or at least I had a very fun time making it. I used some hot glue! I love an excuse to use hot glue! The May issue might be about rallycross, kind of, unless I talk myself out of it, which I really should. If you wanna find out…
SONG OF THE DAY
I am enjoying the new Wednesday album so much. They’re playing at First Ave this summer, and it’s on a Wednesday, which feels very right, and I need to walk downtown to buy tickets. This is the errand I wanted to get done this weekend. Now… Wednesday maybe? I don’t know.