lets get pretenturious!

We were out last night and having a conversation about wine.

An ordered list of things I hate having conversations about:
(1) wine
(2) television
(3) prog rock
(4) buying designer clothes on e-bay

I react to conversations I find boring by getting inappropriately sleepy and looking vacant. It's an asshole move I can't control.

My best friend just called me to see about 2:30 lunch, which I said was fine because I needed the twenty minutes to put some clothes on. Because right now I am sitting in bed combing through my music collection (editing, mixing, culling) with a pot formerly full of vegetable soup beside me in a state of undress.

I like people who are cool. Being cool has nothing to do with being pretentious, I think being pretentious either has to be deliciously ironic or it's a harbinger of someone losing their cool and trying to hang on to it. The NY Times wrote an article in the past couple of days about how Starbucks will never be cool again and may have to lower its prices because it's McDonaldized and has to play with the big kids. More or less. I think Starbucks became less cool at the moment where people took eight kinds of drink customization as a badge of privilege, and when they fully decided to sell music in store directly to iphones and generally declared themselves vendors of culture. Namely crap books probably passed over by Oprah [although I think there was one about child soldiers which was apparently really beautiful, so please don't write me angry letters about how great the starbook club is, hum].

So I tell my best friend that I'm not wearing any clothes so she can take her time picking me up, but I don't tell everyone at the table that I don't usually pay attention to or remember what any particular bottle of wine is because to me wine = good time, and if I wanted something earthy with a bouquet of chocolate I'd eat a truffle.