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purely-decorative references
Sunday, November 18 2007
I went with Gretchen to dinner at the Garden Café in Woodstock. Originally those in attendance would be us, another couple, and one another woman, but I ended up being the only guy at the table, and the discussion kept coming back to the need to find a date for our table's single woman, who, by the way, is in her sixties and was once fired from a fancy Manhattan restaurant for "not French kissing the chef." (This was after having waited on both the Rolling Stones and Elton John.) I had so little to contribute to meal conversation that Gretchen actually reprimanded me about it (this took the form of an accusation of hypocrisy after I'd pointed out an antisocial teenager whom I'd observed listening to her iPod throughout her meal as she'd dined with her parents). I'd ordered the cajun garden bowl, but it proved disappointingly bland, a judgment on which Gretchen concurred.
On the drive home down Dug Hill Road, I stopped to pick up four window panes piled up at the end of someone's driveway. They were of two different sizes and made of insulated glass. Three of them had condensation between the panels indicating blown seals, but I don't consider this a problem for the applications I will use them for: either micro-greenhouses or small solar heat collectors. More annoying than the condensation was the grid of fake lite dividers that had actually been installed in the sealed space between the two sheets of glass. I don't think I'm unusual in my hatred for purely-decorative references to bygone eras, particularly when they are of such obvious fakeness and diminish the functionality of the thing they are attached to.
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