remembering to remember

it's been almost three and a half ages since i've written on this blog. i spend a lot of energy thinking about stuff and half the time i write stuff like this, i question the accuracy and relevance of that which i write about, which is why i suppose this blog was aptly titled "unto irrelevance" 6+ years ago, or sometime during those six years when this blog title was likely morphed into its current state from a forgettably inferior something else.

for some reason, the word "fromage" popped into my head after finishing the last paragraph. a regrettably convenient within-browser google search let me to a link on wikipedia stating that "fromage frais" in fact literally means "fresh cheese."

i am currently consuming a soup consisting of chickpeas, spinach, almonds, and some other things, such as perhaps a cabbage of sorts. i ordered this from the restaurant next to the music venue where i work, but mistakenly asked for it to go. when i went to pick up the take-out order, the soup was packaged in a two-inch high / ten-inch diametered foil container, the same type of transport typically used for salads, pastas, or other mostly dry dishes. i did not think much of this at first or of the need for a spoon (since i planned to use a fork and drink out of the container). but when i sat down to enjoy the soup, i realized that attempting to drink directly out of such a vessel as was this would have resulted in a high likelihood of spillage all over myself and possibly nearby electronics. i then went to look for a spoon - but could only find a fork - so then succumbed to the predetermined fate of having to have the soup upon returning home. i could have walked all the way back to the front to retrieve a spoon, but there was quite a densely packed formation of concert attendees arranged in a social lattice that wouldn't have made penetrating and navigating through the crowd, (and then acquiring spoon), and then re-penetrating and re-navigating, worth the negligibly added benefit of having a spoon at that moment in time. it actually just took me about 30-45 seconds to find the correct spelling of negligibly - and again, using the regrettably accessible powers of browser embedded google search.

speaking of negligence, it is something i generally abhor.

writing in relatively long prose such as this can be refreshing and has become a lost art form for me. apart from writing occasionally extended thoughts and reflections in my antiquated non-digital leather-bound journal, i rarely compose things beyond a few paragraphs at a time anymore. alas! (and yes, also the very interjection used by one of my college courses' teaching assistants to begin their appraisal of a paper i had written and submitted as final), it feels intriguing to have just written something like this. maybe i'll re-add this blog to my facebook profile someday. just maybe.