I went through the whole day yesterday wearing a fabric softener sheet. I was thinking Serge had changed the detergent to a smellier brand, but saw when disrobing for the evening that the fabric sheet was stuck to my tummy. I'm only bringing this up because Monday wasn't all that scintillating. I suppose that could be said of much of our daily lives. The scintillating parts happen in little bursts and pops that draw our attention away from the mundane, the monotonous. Monday just amplifies it. Amplified monotony.
You remember the KD Lang song "Constant Craving"? Well it came up on the playlist on itunes on the weekend and Serge was singing along, "Con - Sti - Pay - Ted". That's really what he thought it was too, constipated. I'll never listen to that song in the same way again. Neither will you, I'd wager.
Watched an interesting film over the weekend. "Maxed Out" was rather prophetic considering recent financial collapses. It's so sad that the US has had to socialize mortgages. Oh wait, socialize bad mortgages. That's much better than socializing medicine. (this is reminding me of when serge called me sarcastic bastard the other night, tee hee) What's perplexing me is why the Americans have not gone into the streets protesting the new $2000 per citizen debt. Everybody just toes the line. I suppose we all believe that there really was no alternative and that we are all better off by taking on that debt. The powers that be have done just what they want, made the populace scared enough that they can do whatever they like. It reminds me of that movie Zeitgeist (zeitgeistmovie.com) in the third part where they quote some reserve bank guy who says something like, "He who controls the money supply has all the power. Heads of state are helpless before his power."