Avocados, Morrissey and the Randomness of it all.

I am kind of amazed by the way my tastes have changed over time. And by tastes, I do mean actually taste bud type tastes but also the more philosophical sort of tastes as well. For example, for most of my life I did not care for the taste of avocado. I tried it whenever it was offered but it always seemed to have the scent and texture of play-dough to me and if I wanted to eat green play-dough I would just steal some from a first grader and eat it.

Then I moved to California, where everything is coated in avocado. Everything. Every freaking sammich seems to have a slice of avocado on it and eventually I just got tired of saying “And no avocado or mayonnaise, please” (yeah, they put mayo on your burger without asking you…why do they do that? ok, maybe it’s just islands that does that, I don’t know, but it gets on my nerves) and just took it off myself. Then one day I got tired of even taking the avocado off and hey bam! There it is. It actually tasted good. Like literally out of nowhere I decided that I liked avocado and now…one of my favorite things in the world. How exactly did that happen?

And then there is Morrissey. I have never been a fan. I have always claimed that he just sounds too much like Kermit the frog and as much as I love Kermit, I don’t need to listen to him singing all the time. But one day, a few months ago I woke up and thought, I MUST LISTEN TO THE SMITHS TODAY. I have no idea where it came from or why but there it was. I collected some songs and started listening…and listening…I put it on my iPod and listened to then while baking vegan muffins (how appropriate!), I played them in my car, at my desk. I only have about ten or 12 songs but I started listening to them over and over again. I love the music, I love the lyrics, but I still can’t say I love his voice. But I love it enough to keep listening. How did that happen?

And keeping with the theme of tastes, randomness and music...ten random songs from iTunes today...
Natural Blues-Moby—Jules has been sending me music on Fridays lately but this morning this showed up. She felt it was a most appropriate song for a Monday. I agree.
Milk And Apples-Jets To Brazil—Another song gifted to me. I don’t actually know much about this band but they certainly are fun.
You Only Move Twice-Jeniferever—I think I picked this up at 3hive one day and I liked it enough to keep it.
Always Take The Weather With You -Crowded House—I have always loved this song. It just seems so sad.
Pictures of You-The Cure—Talk about loving a song. This was a favorite to dance to in the Dance Hall Days of my youth. Usually alone. How pathetic is that?
Stripped-Depeche Mode—Damn this is a good mix of ten. Fave Depeche song ever!
Ever Fallen In Love?-The Buzzcocks—Oh it just gets better and better! Man, I am glad I cleaned up the ol’ iTunes a bit. This song is punk rock brilliant!
Mama Said Knock You Out-LL Cool J—Oh the ladies, we do love Cool James. This one…ah, so classic.
Lies-Thompson Twins—I could not have asked for a better random ten today. Did you know that Alanna Curry of Thompson Twins shaved her eyebrows because she couldn’t afford the rainbow colored contact lenses she wanted to make the band stand out? Yeah, I don’t know if that’s true or not, I just remember reading that once a long time ago.
You Can't Break A Broken Heart-The 6ths (Magnetic Fields)—sigh. I am almost sad that this is random. But to save this mix, as it’s own play list defeats the randomness of life.
(No Smiths…go figure).

And just in case you were wondering, because really, why wouldn’t you…the vegan breakfast pastry of the week is currant scones with oats, very good.

Finally, following the theme of randomness, this morning I found this picture in my inbox. Ms. Smith took it for me way back in December. I am posting without permission because that’s how I roll…also I am too lazy to ask but if you look carefully you can see the chandeliers hanging along Rodeo Blvd for Christmas. I am fascinated by the fact that they do this but so far not fascinated enough to get my butt down to Beverly Hills to see them. Maybe next year. Until then I have this picture to marvel. Thank you Ms. Smith for remembering my fascination and taking a quick drive-by snap for me.