Matt's in Virginia this week. He has been sending me pictures he takes with his camera phone when he's on the road, which are fun to get when I'm bored at work. He had a far more eventful day than I. He stayed in Virginia Beach last night, and was on the road by 6am this morning driving all the way to Lynchville, Virginia, to get to a store.
On the way back, he called me to say he was getting close to Charlottesville--not only home to the University of Virginia, but also to the Dave Matthews Band. Way back when, Matt and I used to say that someday we'd go to Charlottesville to check out the jazz club where Dave worked as a bartender and hooked up with some members of the band, including Carter. Today was the day. Matt didn't want to stop without me, but I urged him to just go! Lord knows if I'll ever make it to Charlottesville with him, and as it turns out, I've grown up enough to not be upset that he got to go without me. So he went. Here's the proof...
He walked in, then left, and took the pictures. He said he felt kind of stupid, since it's well known the significance of Miller's to DMB fans, and therefore pretty obvious why he was snapping pictures to any passersby and the staff who might have seen him. But he was doing it for me. :)
Things around here have been very uneventful the last few weeks. The only things worth mentioning are that: 1) we went to an Oscars party for our friend Greg in celebration of his birthday (Happy Birthday again to him and all our loved ones born in March!), and 2) I got my first bi-weekly delivery of organic produce today at work.
Today, having time to ponder, I have several random thoughts about the Oscars and what this benign box of fruits and veggies says about me.
Like probably everyone else, I was shocked that Crash won Best Picture. I saw it twice last week, once by myself while Matt was gone, and again with Matt. Knowing what you know about me, you might have thought I would have liked it. I realize it's about racism and social disconnection, but I have to say, though it was thought-provoking and memorable, ultimately I found it lacking. But I think people should definitely watch it, talk about it, and make up their own minds.
Something about the Oscars, its subtext about whether Hollywood is progressive, as well as the ongoing reactions to Brokeback Mountain, bothered me. I couldn't completely put my finger on it until I read this article in the Globe today. Although there are a lot of moving and important movies that confront social justice issues, unlike George Clooney, I wouldn't say Hollywood is always confronting issues before anyone else. Social changes happens in communities, not because of movies. There is still a lot of prejudice and ignorance in movies, mainly because there is still prejudice and will be for a long time. Hollywood movies, even independent Hollywood movies, are made to turn a profit. It's a business. They are a vehicle for social thought and self-expression, but they are made mainly by people and companies that are wealthy, and dare I say, somewhat out of touch with reality. Besides being entertaining, I find them useful for getting me thinking and as fodder for discussions, but not for drawing conclusions on right and wrong. I loved Brokeback Mountain, but for a lot of different reasons, mainly because the love story moved me. It wasn't perfect though. Being a love story, starring four very popular openly straight actors, didn't hurt its popularity.
And about the organic produce...our brother-in-law Larry kind of likes to tease Matt and me about being yuppies. I strongly protested this while we lived in Chicago because a student and an underpaid drum store retail employee do not qualify as yuppies. But today, after being excited to get my first delivery of organic produce, I had to admit to myself that signing up for these produce deliveries to my office was the most yuppie thing I'd ever done. But I still believe that I am NOT a yuppie. Especially because I live in the suburbs, a particularly non-yuppie suburb that the yuppie organic delivery service won't deliver to.
I'm still not 100% convinced I'm comfortable with shelling out the cash for this ($25 every two weeks). Is it a good enough bargain, if one at all? I'm on the fence. My heart says go organic, but like a lot of Americans, I like a good bargain to a fault. I've started buying organic milk regularly because it is soooooo much yummier, and I figure it's a high impact organic purchase--better for the environment because of all the organic feed grown for the cows, better for the cows not to be pumped full of hormones, and obviously it's healthier. I also occasionally buy organic chicken frozen from Whole Foods, but this and lotion are about the only things I can bear to buy there. Even at the regular grocery store, sticker shock has kept me away from the organic produce section (except carrots which are strangely cheaper). But at the first winter hike, I heard about Boston Organics and decided it was interesting. Maybe if I actually eat everything they deliver, it'll be worth the expense. A challenge to eat my fruits and vegetables. We'll see.
The good thing about Matt being gone is that I have time alone to think and ponder. It's the bad thing as well. For those of you who read all this, thanks for hearing me out. :)