Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Houseplant Carnage and Cassette Tapes
Well, it's only 6:47 a.m. and already this is proving to be an interesting morning.
I woke to find that sometime during the night, the dog -- in a vain effort to get out the back door and probably chase Foxy Fox -- completely destroyed several of our houseplants. The doorway is covered in potting soil and shredded vegetation. Once again, Queen Victoria: We are not amused.
I'm amazed that Dave and I didn't hear it happen, because it must have made quite a racket, but we were sound asleep.
So it looks like I'll be cleaning that up before I go to work. Fortunately the avocado tree wasn't part of the carnage, which most severely affected a big dahlia and a pot of hyacinth bulbs.
In other news, I've been saving four old cassette tapes for years and years, despite the fact that I haven't owned a cassette player in ages and hence have no way to listen to them. One I made for my family while I lived in Morocco, one was made by some friends for me at that time, one is my Tashelhait language test and one is a cassette of Moroccan music. I finally had all four of them digitized, and last night I experimented with turning the recording my friends made into a movie file so I could put it on YouTube and share it with them. The process took HOURS, but that may be because the gerbils on the exercise wheel that powers my computer have grown old and stiff. I finally uploaded it and sent them the link this morning. I think they'll get a kick out of it, having not heard it in 22 years. (I would link to it here but believe me, you wouldn't be interested. Too much inside baseball, as they say.)
I'm just glad to have the recordings preserved beyond the physical life of a cassette. My mom used to have some tapes of my brother and I when we were very young kids -- I wonder if she still has them? I could digitize those too. I should ask her.
(Photo: A colorful design studio in Marylebone.)