December 13th, 2004

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About as bad as it gets

My ex-wife's mother was finally buried yesterday, about a year and a half after she died and was cremated. It could have been worse, I suppose. The ex could have waited until late January, when the weather would have been even worse. While I understand all too well how bad the relationship was between Lois and her mother, it seems to me that there are some minimum standards for burying people, even if all you're doing is putting an urn full of ashes into a hole in the ground. You should at least take the trouble to get a minister of the appropriate faith to read the burial service, instead of having the funeral director improvise at the last minute; you should notify the friends and family of the deceased. As it was, the only people there were Lois and her husband, Chuck Spooner, James and Melody, Lois' cousin Grace, Scott, and yr. humble narrator, who was there for moral support and because Melody absolutely did not want to ride with her mother.

So there we were in the cold and the wind, burying somebody that none of us except James had really liked all that much. I'm not saying it should have been a three-ring circus, and I wouldn't have gone to the wake even if there had been one, but there ought to have been a memorial service at the very least. Melva had friends and neighbors, relatives and fellow workers, and they should have been allowed to come and say goodbye if they cared to. This lacked propriety.
  • Current Music
    James mcMurtry - I'm Not From Here
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"I got better."

Despite the botched interment, Sunday wasn't a complete washout. Scott and Melody and I kicked the tires and lit the fires as soon as the burial was over, and soon we were at the Mandarin Buffet in Anoka (or maybe Coon Rapids; the city lines aren't too well marked out there) chowing down on a better-than-average assortment of Chinese steamtable cuisine. Melody drew my attention to the new Mongolian BBQ station, which had a better variety of stuff than our former favorite at the New Century, and I took advantage of it. Hot garlic noodle goodness, yeah! Also on display at the Mandarin Buffet were some of the finest examples of round-eyed teenage feminity I have ever seen - beautiful, beautiful young women, modestly dressed and with either no makeup or the kind of makeup that looks like it's not there, and most excellent spike-heeled leather boots...their parents deserve multiple blue ribbons and the Medal of Freedom for adding these young ladies to the gene pool. Awwwww yeah.

Yes, I probably need to go out on a date.

Moving right along, I did the DVD swap at Video Universe and picked up disks 2-4 of Dai-Guard and 3-4 of Nadesico. It would have been the other way around (3 Nadesico and 2 Dai-Guard) but the store was missing disk 5 of Nadesico. For those of you who are regular customers of Video Universe, you'll be happy to hear that they're expanding their foreign (meh), Asian live-action (hm) and anime (Yay!) holdings, and are looking for room to expand. That corner of Robbinsdale looks pretty full, but I wish them good luck, because they rock.

Finally got home at 5, put stuff up on eBay, played Settlers of Catan online (thanks, michaellee!) and got my butt kicked repeatedly before giving up and going to bed. Laundry was done before the interment, so no worries there. Couldn't get to sleep until 0100 despite being short on sleep Friday and Saturday night, so I'm draggin'...and will be for a while since I have class tonight and tomorrow night. Urgh.
  • Current Music
    James McMurtry - Poor Lost Soul
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Uno, dos, tres, catorce!

This is how the only really good song on the new U2 CD starts. Its uniqueness is provoking me into thinking about the next mix CD I need to make, because ever since the Kia got jump-started on Friday, the track-change buttons on the stereo don't work and it won't switch from CD to radio either. This means the CD better be all good stuff, because once it goes in you're stuck with it unless you want to eject it and start something else. So I need to brew some new mixes, because replacing the truck's sound system is just not on the priority list. A new chair for the bedroom, on the other hand...

Update Okay, maybe the buttons are working now. Weird. I still ought to do those mixes...but not tonight. *falls over, snores*
  • Current Music
    U2 - Vertigo
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