Perfect, Just Perfect

Today's song Cups, Anna Kendrick version

Time to level with you, I am growing weary of this project.  Writing every day is a chore and some days I am just not feeling it.  Yesterday was hard.  I had a long day at work with a lot of time in court.  I get virtually no feedback so I don't even know if anyone is reading this stuff.  But I am not a quitter, this is a challenge I put before myself and I am damn sure not going to lose to my past self.  You you think Future Bob is a chump you should spend some time with Past Bob.  That guy has created a lot of problems for me to solve and he'll get no satisfaction from me quitting.

Not every one of these is going to be great, but everyone of them will be done.  There is no set format or length for these postings.  In reality this is almost a month long piece of performance art, if I believed performance art was a legitimate endeavor; but I don't so this is not performance art.  But it is like performance art, and like performance art until it is explained to you there is no way to know what is going on.  Today is as good a day as any to explain things.

The last time I did this it was 2010 and I did it because I wasn't writing enough.  I generally enjoy writing and I am arrogant enough to think that a lot of what I put out is entertaining.  It is certainly entertaining to me.  So recently I was looking over my old entries and two thoughts occurred to me.  The first was that I used to put out some good stuff.  The last time I put out a lot of good stuff was when I undertook the month long writing project.  So I decided it was a good time to try again.  The second thing, well that was private.  Sam knows and if you want to know ask him.  He is the keeper of this particular secret and he will share it as he wishes.  Christina knows too, you could try asking her but she is probably harder to contact.  It is not important so don't waste your time, but it is your time to waste and it is still better than an episode of Two Broke Girls which 8.5 million people do every week.

So I undertook this writing exercise.  This time I changed the rules a little.  Last time I put a lyric on Facebook and then posted a corresponding entry on the blog for the song from which the lyric was taken.  This time I dispensed with the lyric.  My FB profile has more contacts and due to circumstances that I am not permitted to officially discus prior to May or November of this year (Depends on how you read the rules) but are obvious to anyone who has spoken to me in person in the last five years, I need to behave a little better on FB than in days past.

This time the rules are each day I will select a song.  I will then write something at least tangentially rellated to the song in some way.  Easy,  right.  Normally I will shoot for around five hundred words, maybe more if my muses are feeling generous that day, maybe less.

Today's song is not a song I really care anything about.  I don't even like the song that much.  I don't dislike it, I am indifferent to it.  But I do like this particular version.  The answer to why this version is obvious, Anna Kendrick is the performer.  Anna Kendrick is physically perfect.  By this I don't necessarily mean she is the most desirable, that would be Emily Ratajkowski though this title is subject to change, or the most beautiful woman in the word, that would be Christy Turlington and this title does not change.  What I am saying is that Anna is faultless, at least physically.

Anna Kendrick is stunningly beautiful, but lots of women can lay claim to that appellation.  Anna is almost a Chinese menu construction perfect woman for me.  Short, check.  Brunette, check.  Big eyes, check.  Porcelain skin, check.  Slight frame, check.  Maybe at this point you want to fault me for my shallowness, and feel free to do that.  I am ok with that.

And let's face it, I am never going to meet her so the nonphysical aspects of beauty don't real matter here.  I am not every going to be around her to learn that perhaps she is overly mean to baristas when they don't steam the milk properly.  Nor am I ever likely to have to deal with a character flaw like her being an obama supporter.  I am going to continue to simply watch her perform in films, and maybe some day television and occasionally watch a video where she sings.  And when she does any of these things the fact that she is physically perfect will enhance my experience.  Sure I'd like it better to learn that she loves cats (We will get to Taylor Swift, I promise.) or that she secretly wanted to endorse Jeb Bush, but that won't make her act or sing any better than she does now.  On the other hand if she made the mistake of getting a pixie cut, ok even a pixie cut would probably work on her so I'll retract that objection. Like I said she is physically perfect.

I think that is enough for this subject and enough for today.

Later

Bob