Surrendering

I bought and am wearing (both voluntarily!) a shirt representing Texas. Pretty sure when I put it on this morning, it was the symbolic raising of the white flag. That, and the fact that I just signed a year lease on a new apartment. And I’m going to have to go to the DMV soon to get a new DL. 9 months expired is getting to be a little too expired and I hate having to bring the passport to the airport with me.

Objects in shirt are smaller than they appear.

Update! It was clearly Campfire Shirt Friday since one of my bff's also wore her Campfire shirt. When it's too hot for matching black hoodies, you gotta go with the tee.

On a completely different subject, sometimes I feel like I work in a call center. Because every morning, when the imaginary old-school clock flips over to 8:30:00, the people around me all pick up the phone and start talking. Loudly. And in various accents – southern, super southern, and sugar-on-top southern. That's fine, it's their job, I get it (well, not actually working in a call center, that's not). So in keeping with the whole 'surrender' theme, let's raise a toast to the saying, “If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.” I’m just going to have to find someone to call. Mom, I know you didn’t order this wake-up call but you’re getting one whether you like it or not.

Actually, when the call center starts, I just put on the headphones and crank up the music. And for all the new music I’ve bought, borrowed, swapped and found (way to go, sticking to the new years rezo), my iTunes still plays Counting Crows followed by Better Than Ezra. My iTunes is stuck in the 90s like it’s VH1. Also, I have not watched VH1 or MTV in a good year. VH1 probably more like four years. I am so old. Or really, just so uncool. Not that VH1 is cool. Is it even on anymore? Has it been taken over by MTV7? See, right there – I don’t even know what is and isn’t cool. Facebook is out, I know that much. Justin Bieber, you say? Oh, okay, thanks I think I’ll be uncool and wear lame shirts (no, not ironic tees, there’s a difference – those say you’re actually trying).

And so there it is. I've sort of been ignoring the accumulating surrender moments I've had this year. And that's not to say I haven't had a lot of I-refuse-to-surrender moments, I've had a lot of those too. It's just that everything here is going fine.* And last time I checked (yesterday) San Francisco had more murders of innocent bystanders from stray bullets than Oakland (not really but maybe?) so as long as I don't die of heat overdose, I guess we'll stick it out.

More to come on that new apartment, I'm going to have fun filling 1,000 square feet of historic awesome.

*Fine. Dandy. Nifty. Good. Well Enough. Pretty Flippin' Great. Etc.