I cut my hand today. I was cutting up an avocado, and the way I get the pit out of an avocado is to stick a knife into the pit, twist it, and pop it right out. Well I was holding the avocado in my hand (mistake #1), and stuck the knife in a little too hard (mistake #2). The pit split and the knife went right through it, right into the palm of my hand. Don't think I'll be doing that again.
It's not a long cut, but kinda deep because it was the point of the knife. I thought at first that I was going to need stitches but it stopped bleeding after about a half hour so I think I'm OK. It hurts a little to bend my fingers, not too bad but still I'm trying not to put much strain on it. Georg is bringing home some of that liquid bandaid stuff so I'm sure I'll be fine in the morning.
The only really irritating thing is that this cut interrupted a day of housework. Had spent the morning cleaning the bathroom and was planning to move on to the front porch after lunch. At least I got the bathroom done. Took almost two hours. There's a little voice in my head telling me that it would take less time if I did it more often. But I told that voice to shut up, and then I felt much better.
Only other thing I have to add is that Radio Free Records is closing tomorrow. Sad day. Georg went by there last night and bought a bunch of CDs. He got some for me, including a Japanese import of Oranges and Lemons by XTC (a CD-sized replica of all the original LP packaging, including inner sleeve and posters of the band! woo!), Jet Sounds Revisited by Nicola Conte (which, by some weird coincidence, I actually thought about ordering the day before, but didn't mention it to Georg), and Ultradolce 2. Which I cannot even describe how happy I am to have. The first Ultradolce is one of my favorite albums, and most of the best artists are back on this one. Both CDs are compilations of modern Italian lounge/exotica (called "easy listening" over there, but much hipper than our easy listening), and both include poems about how happy the music will make you. And it's true! I cannot listen to either CD without feeling all bubbly and giddy.
The first poem is all about giving the CD to your hairdresser. And yes, I did make a copy of it for my hairdresser. He told me that he still listens to it. Here's the poem from the second one:
Listen to Ultradolce 2!
The music that brings oxygen to your blood!
The more you have it the better it is, revitalizes your vital energies,
keeps you young and dynamic!
Listen to Ultradolce 2!
It keeps you away from the stress of the everyday life.
Listen to Ultradolce 2!
It gives you the perfect physical and mental balance
Every time you feel down or tired, refresh yourself with Ultradolce 2!
Actually that's the English translation. They have it in English and Italian. I'm assuming the Italian version of the poem flows a little better. OK, enough typing; my hand needs a rest. I'm going to chill and listen to my new albums.
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