It’s 3am. I just got home from work. I’m sitting on the cot meant for camping that we makeshifted into a sofa, there’s a strange man’s sweatshirt suddenly hanging on a hook in our bathroom, and I’m eating crackers, slices of pepperoni, and orange-mango yogurt. Life really couldn’t be much better. Sometimes you just need a year or so to lead a lifestyle that some people would find terribly unappealing. Hence: part-time jobs.
The thing that’s great about part-time jobs is you get to do such ridiculous things and get paid for it (even if it’s not very much). Sure, no health benefits, no company car, no grueling 12 hour days, but for now at least, I’m happy with the decision.
Tonight I learned that there’s an HGTV show called Sleep On It about buying houses that uses Meatloaf’s “Paradise By The Dashboard Light” as its theme even though that song is all about 17 year olds having sex in a car (Girl: Will you love me forever? Boy: Let me sleep on it, baby, baby, let me sleep on it). Whatever. It’s probably the best duet ever along with Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes’ “Up Where We Belong.”
Al Gore didn’t even need to have Melissa Etheridge write a Grammy winning song for An Inconvenient Truth, he could have just used Joe Cocker: “Love lift us up where we belong / Far from the world we know / Up where the clear winds blow.”
Clearly he’s saying that love offers an escape from the gray wind that is smog in our polluted cities.