2nd half
On Monday I turned 42. Houston sent me a congratulatory email, which was supposed to have a link. He forgot the link, but when I asked him about it, he sent me this: OK Go - on treadmills.
It's a great present, and remarkably apposite. For the last year I've worked with a group of people, the majority of whom are at least 10 years younger than me. They go to the gym, they work out at home. We're research nerds and yet there's this body culture thing going on. So for my birthday I asked for, and got, an exercise ball, and some weights. Am I suddenly going to become glamorous? I'm certainly not going to get younger.
Houston's link is the only cultural present I got this year.
I'm trying to balance this all out by reading Gabriel Garcia Marquez's The Autumn of the Patriarch which I got for my birthday back in 1985. I didn't read it back then, I got through the first couple of pages and gave up. Now it's easier somehow, and the density is gripping rather than repulsive.
It's a great present, and remarkably apposite. For the last year I've worked with a group of people, the majority of whom are at least 10 years younger than me. They go to the gym, they work out at home. We're research nerds and yet there's this body culture thing going on. So for my birthday I asked for, and got, an exercise ball, and some weights. Am I suddenly going to become glamorous? I'm certainly not going to get younger.
Houston's link is the only cultural present I got this year.
I'm trying to balance this all out by reading Gabriel Garcia Marquez's The Autumn of the Patriarch which I got for my birthday back in 1985. I didn't read it back then, I got through the first couple of pages and gave up. Now it's easier somehow, and the density is gripping rather than repulsive.
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