Monday, February 22, 2016

Just babbling....

The other day I was by myself at the gallery and a really self- important, wealthy collector came in to look at the art.  He stops by the gallery fairly often, and for some reason he likes to chat with me. 

I was trotting him around to look at the art, when we stopped in front of a painting with a giraffe in it.  He looked at the painting and said, "Did you know that 85% of giraffes are gay?" I blinked and said, "Cite your source, and does the same apply to the rest of the animal kingdom?" He laughed and then said, "Well you know that I am gay, right?"  I really didn't know what to say.

P.S. Maybe this is his source.

I had my hair done a couple of weekends ago.  Marcos, the guy doing my hair color said, "You know my friend Julio?  The chunky Mexican guy that works here?"  I nodded my head.  Marcos replied, "Well, they found him dead last week.  He was living in the spare bedroom of one of his (wealthy) clients.  She hadn't seen him in a while and went to check on him.  She went into his bathroom and found him dead in the bathtub. Blood was everywhere.  We really don't know what happened, and we won't know the cause of death until the coroner's report is released."  I exclaimed how horrifying and sad that was (Julio was not even 40 years old yet), and told Marcos how sorry I was to hear about it.  Marcos replied, "As if losing my friend wasn't bad enough -- when I talked to the the woman -- you know, the client that let him live in her house?  She complained that it was going to cost $3,500 for a HAZMAT team to clean up the bloody mess, and then she had the nerve to add, 'And you BETTER have my hair color formula on file.'"

I went to the dentist last week for a cleaning and x-rays (and found out I needed a root canal.  GAH.  It isn't the worst thing in the world, but the $2,200 bill has me so depressed.)  The hygienist was nice, friendly, and a total Chatty Cathy.  So I asked her questions.  I told her that at some point I had read or heard that if dental plaque builds up, it ends up being swallowed and going straight to the heart where it can build up and cause many problems.  She confirmed that this was true, and basically explained that dental plaque is comprised of food, saliva, and BACTERIA.  Hurl.  I had no idea about the bacteria part.  She said many people skip dental cleanings and have no clue of the grave consequences that can result.  I found all of this rather interesting, and she went on (and on) to tell me many patients don't want to disclose their medical history at the dentist's office because it is personal, private information that they don't want to share.  She went on to say that this can be dangerous.  For instance, if a person has recently had surgery and their immune system is weak/vulnerable, they really MUST let the dentist know prior to treatment because plaque removal can release bacteria into their system during a cleaning (via all the scraping and such that goes on during a cleaning, as some of it invariably slides down the throat during the process), which can have dire consequences if your system is already compromised.  She said that when dentists KNOW about these types of situations in advance, they give the patient an antibiotic an hour before their cleaning/dental work to prevent problems.  Muy interesante.  THEN she told me she was recently at a seminar where they were discussing plaque, etc., and the speaker said that most people with pets just rinse out and refill their pet's water dishes, rarely or never fully CLEANING them, which is a terrible idea.  (GUILTY).  ?!?!??!?!??!?!?!  The problem being that as the pet drinks water, backwash (dental plaque/bacteria) slops in and out of the mouth and bowl, and is constantly being swallowed/regurgitated, repeat.  Not good.  So...note to self, don't just rinse out your pet's water bowl -- wash it at least once a week with soap and water as you would any dirty dish.   I guess this also means that we need to get our pet's teeth cleaned?!  FUCK.

The other day I bought tickets to see this band in concert.  I was pretty excited and told my (much younger) co-worker about it.  She asked me who I was going to see, and I told her.  When she heard the band name, she said, "Oh I know who they are.  I think my parents like them."  GROAN.  Some things make you feel so O-L-D.

In other news, I hear Twitter is dying, blogs & Facebook are pretty much going the way of MySpace (unless the hosts are super popular, which clearly isn't the case here), and that Instagram has become passe.  So I wonder what's next.  Yawn.  I just can't muster up the energy/interest in Snapchat.  Meh.  Enough.  Not sure about you, but I have been reading more and making stuff (and, truthfully, watching more TV too -- lol).  I was at Trader Joe's over the weekend.  The cashier randomly told me that she was going to a book club meeting after her shift.  I asked her if audio books counted, and she scoffed, firmly saying, "NO, they DO NOT count."  So apparently I am guilty of another faux pas as I both enjoy reading books, AND listening to audio books.  Whatever.  So this all confirms that I am perpetually behind/not on-trend.   Yawn.  Who cares.


Marla said...

I have been house hunting long distance for awhile and my agent found me a super cute house and did FaceTime walk through of it for me. There were a couple of questions she had to call the sellers agent to ask and when she called me back she said uh...I'm not sure this will bother you but she told me that the owners son died in the house and was there "quite a while" before he was discovered and they had to bring in a HazMat team to get rid of the SMELL. Yeeps. No bueno! Needless to say that super cute house has stayed on the market a very long time.

Ashton Wright said...

Giraffes are my favorite animals! And yes, most of them are gay. That's why whenever a baby is born, people get so excited. If you'd like to know how I found out they're gay, check out this reallllly old post -

I don't think social media is dying. I just think it depends on where you are as to which one is more prevalent. For instance, where I live Facebook is king. Kids are into Instagram and Snapchat and there are lots of "secret" apps out there as well.

Lorena said...

Oh its good to see you're around -- OMG I just read that piece on gay animals and will share it with a few gay friends who will certainly nod at it.
I really hope that your friend at the salon messes that woman's hair up and she goes bald - how very heartless. I mean really ? In fact I think she killed him. Maybe I've been watching too many Forensic files reruns.

Jane Droll said...

Marla -- you always leave the best comments!!!!!

My co-worker and I have debated what we would do if we found the perfect (and affordable) house, but then found out someone met their demise in said house. I don't think it would deter me, but I'm not sure. If it were a gruesome death, it might give me pause. But if the price was right? Lol. I am so tacky.

P.S. Long ago my brother was looking for a cheap house and he found one. Really, really cheap. Super duper cheap, and a big fucking dump. Worse than being in total disrepair, he found out it was a former crack house. LITERALLY! Lol. He didn't buy it.