February 11th, 2010

MAC Rant

Still not back from the shop and their technical support line isn't even picking up the phone. That means it's now two and a half weeks late in getting back from the 390 euro repair job.

The only good thing about this is that the euro is slowly tanking because Greeks don't understand basic math, so every day they put off actually fixing it means that it will cost me less money in dollars.

But, still if we are going to spend the fucking money getting it fixed I'd at least like her to have it and be able to use it.

Plus, they've just made sure that if her MAC ever breaks again I'm walking Rome Girl to FNAC, handing her 400 euros, taking her housekeys from her and telling her not to even bother buzzing the doorbell until there is a PC laptop in her hands.

This Actually Lifted My Spirits

Nerve's article on Cool Older Men is exactly what I needed to read before my birthday.

Here is how we are described:

"Things they hate include hypocrisy, the Bush administration (yes, still), reality TV, gossip, any music that doesn't conform to their classic-rock standard of kick-ass circa '71, tofu, circumcision, IMing, and what they classify as the "puritan hysteria" of any reaction to a sex scandal, whether it's Mark Sanford's or Tiger Woods.

Things they love: Patti Smith on vinyl, Philip Roth, lamb chops, the phrase "that's before you were born," the New York Times, giving their kids guitar lessons, Europe, and speeding in Lexus convertibles.

These are men in a state of perpetual reverie for simple pleasures. The way they see it, being horny, wanting to eat well, and liking music is brake-screechingly original, even poetic."

That hits me at about 95 percent. No interest in a Lexus or talking about "before your were born" but the rest of it is pretty on the money.

What I really like is later in the story:

"When women still fall for these guys, it's not because we're not wise — it's because we're sick of the alternative. A mess of a man is still a man, and a man is hard to find, good or otherwise. There are plenty of guys....

We are sick of hooking up with guys. Guys talk about Star Wars like it's not a movie made for people half their age; a guy's idea of a perfect night is a hang around the PlayStation with his bandmates, or a trip to Vegas with his college friends. Guys feed you Chipotle and ride their bikes in traffic. They are more like the kids we babysat than the dads who drove us home.

And while neither might fit who we are and what we want, Bourdainians beat the alternative if only because, clichéd or not, they are adults."