Jolene Meghan

She called it.

loving parent: because there's a manual in every board game

child: oh

child: why don't they sell cars in bookstores

loving parent: because when you're buying a board game, what you're really buying is the rules, and those are in the manual. a car manual with no car can't drive you, but if you have the manual to a board game you could play it without the pieces. there are people who can play a game of chess just by saying where they're moving the pieces and imagining the board, but it's very hard so they give you a board and pieces to help you.

loving parent: That's why you never see Mousetrap in bookstores. Because you can't play it with just the manual.

child: whats Mousetrap

Came across this art installation, Liza Lou's Kitchen, at the Whitney Museum of American Art, NYC. It's a kitchen made of tiny glass beads, that artist Liza Lou did, taking 5 yrs. to complete, from 1991 - 1996.

My favorite part is the sink.

Abolish the vestiges of slavery. Abolish the Electoral College.

Hayden will get quiet and serious, because the question brings back a lot of nostalgia for him. The good old days before most of the Montreal team revealed themselves to be truly shitty and toxic. “Shane was… Shane was a good captain. The greatest. He led by example. He inspired by just being him. He was never a vibes guy or the guy to run team bonding events, but he made sure they happened. He’ll tell you he was a bad captain because of that, but that man knows how to outsource the things he’s mediocre at and he made sure it got done. He was the best captain I’ve ever had. He was dependable and he never complained. He was the best damn player on the team and he made you believe you could reach his level too if you just worked hard with him. He could say jump and no one would ask how high. We would just jump.”

Hayden would then look up and around at all the Ottawa players listening to him. “Do you know the speech Shane gave before our first cup win? Before game 7 that year? He was sitting in his stall, doing the calming breathing exercises he does, while everyone else was all jittery because we knew it was do or die. And he just stands up suddenly and looks at all of us. Then says ‘I believe in you. I believe in us. I’ve got your back. Do you have mine?’ And he waited till we all gave a positive response back before he said, simply, ‘Let’s go get that Cup.’ There was no dying that day. There was only do like our captain said to do.”

Whereas the reality is far more like

— room 1221; acrylic painting

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