The Aviary

Man, why do I always end up watching the last three minutes of the opener for season two of Twin Peaks alone in in the dark? You'd think I'd learn to plan these things better.

I'm gonna go hug my dog for a minute, I think.

Two things that happened at the library today:

- So, we have this display in the children's library. It's a bulletin board of Charlotte's Web, with a big plastic spiderweb in front of it. On the spiderweb is a venerable old plastic spider. Once upon a time, if you squeezed the abdomen of this spider he would light up - there was some sort of device inside, suspended in some kind of fluid. Today, as I passed the display, I squeezed the spider. And it dripped all over my hand. It was all terribly Lovecraftian - I'm walking along, minding my own business, and then I'm suddenly covered in unnameable ichor.

I had never spoken the sentence "The spider is leaking" before. I hope to never have occasion to speak it again.


- Later, my coworker was feeding the fish. We feed them these pellets of brine shrimp that are kept in the freezer upstairs. The pellets are transported downstairs in a tiny glass coffee cup that is used for no other purpose. My coworker had washed out the cup last night and left it on the drying rack, but this morning, it had coffee dregs in it.

And that is terribly gross for the person who used it but I will admit that I was incredibly hard pressed not to yell "There was a fish in the percolater!" I was restrained only by the fact that my coworker does not seem at all the kind of person who would have watched Twin Peaks and she already spends a good deal of time looking at me like I'm nuts. Some things are simply not worth it.

Things I have thought about posting in the last few days but never got around to:

- So. I finished reading Under the Dome the other day. ( spoilers for Under the Dome and also for The Mist )



- I have been watching a lot of Twin Peaks lately. And okay, I realize that I am 20 years too late to be saying this but,

Dear the people who made Twin Peaks,

I know it's dramatic and pretty but I'm sorry. We just don't have thunderstorms like that in western Washington. No, really. (And despite the crazy geography in the pilot, the trees do imply western Washington.) Also, unless it's July, it really ought to be raining more. You made a really excellent show but stuff like that is distracting.

Love,
A Nitpicky Washingtonian



- Related to that last, you know how when you're kinda obsessing about a particular fannish source and you go through your music collection to find stuff that has the right feel to go with your fannish obsession. My brain has apparently decided that Twin Peaks means I should listen to Poe's Haunted album on repeat. Which, in turn, makes me want to reread House of Leaves. It feels kind of appropriate, somehow. Twin Peaks also makes me want to watch Dune but I can put that down to Kyle McLachlan. Also, that impulse is silly and should probably not be indulged.

Rereading House of Leaves is probably a good idea. I think it's been long enough since the last time that I've forgotten sufficient of the book to read it again. And I'm between books now that Under the Dome is over.

I wonder where I put that...