You know those people that can only talk about their (please choose appropriate) babies…cats…dogs? Well I’ve become a little like that with podcasts. If you ever get into my car, chances are I’m listening to something that isn’t music and I’m expect an “is that the best thing I’ve ever heard” response much like if I showed you a picture of my (please choose appropriate) car…shoes…craft object. That said, here’s my list of podcasts you should like before we go on a road trip.
The pod casts for people who like design or store random bits of information about things you are likely to see but never think about or structures you never knew existed
There’s no such thing as a fish
Randomness and hilarity in the form of a podcast by the QI elves. 4 favorite facts of the week and the consequences of discussing them. p.s if you like yeti stories, this one is for you.
2 men bickering about their theories of stuff. Interesting information likely to stay in your brain and produce conversations at parties. Might win you tv quiz shows like million dollar minute.
For the thoughtful person who guiltily watches crime shows on tv and likes stories unraveling piece by piece
Grown ups read things they wrote as kids
Another mostly funny one. While it’s irksome reading your on words back, there’s far less dieing from embarrassment when it’s someone else’s childhood journal in which you are peeking.
It’s miserable outside. The scenes from my window resemble extreme weather warnings on the news or that shot of palm trees bending under grey skies used in every “end of the world”movie. While ordinarily I would rug up and get on with it, I thought i’d at least wait until certain death was no longer lingering on my doorstep.
Besides, last year in a “my closet is a mess and it’s always hot” post baby huff, I donated so many of my bulky coats and chunky knits in the misguided hope it would mean a less chunky me. Now I long for those lovely knits back and thank god fashion has heard my plea in full force.
It’s been an up and down kind of day. The kind that’s like a roller coaster you’ve been wanting to go on forever and just as you get to the right height you realise the sheer gravity of it all. Over stuffed with carnival food you get on and nausea sets in but you’ve just got to ride it out and hope you don’t puke. Too exhausted and exasperated to explain much further, here’s my day in a series of words.
Sister’s birthday – big breakfast – shopping -broke- bought stuff anyway – hot – headache – nausea- birthday dinner- pavlova – too much sugar – restless – midnight blogging. I think you get the picture. A thirteen phrase day commands little from your wardrobe but comfort. An old pair of short, adidas originals tee and denim jacket paired with platform boots and a backpack to chuck all my stuff in just seemed to fit the bill.
I mean if you are going to be uncomfortable, you want to be doing it wearing comfortable clothes.