I introduced SOUNDTRACKING a few weeks back as a new way of categorizing music that mentally puts me in a specific place with a specific memory. I realized a couple days ago that there were some older music posts that needed to be categorized. So I’m going to post the links to those song posts in one list here, and I’ll categorize them accordingly. Let’s begin, shall we?
(I should also explain the titling: Each SOUNDTRACKING post will have a time of life and a title. The title reflects what scene the song that’s playing would soundtrack, almost as if it’s a DVD chapter.)
We live in an apartment, and we’ve lived in an apartment for over two years. In both of these apartments, there has been a dishwasher, a machine that holds dirty dishes for who knows how long until we fill it with some gritty soap and turn it on. Then it makes a lot of noise for an hour and makes the countertop hot.
I’m not a huge fan of dishwashers.
Since I am currently in the Apartment Stage of life, dishwashers are pretty much standard. They’re a selling perk, and can really make or break a potential sale (I sold apartments like my previous apartment.)
But…when did dishwashers become necessary?
I lived in an apartment alone for two years after graduation from college, and that apartment had no dishwasher. In fact, it barely had a kitchen. Any dishes I dirtied were promptly washed by these (oddly soft) hands, and they didn’t get to hide away until I was ready to make them clean. If I didn’t wash them immediately, they sat in the sink, in plain view, disgusting as hell.
Now don’t get me wrong - I use our dishwasher. A free convenience is a free convenience, right? But I can’t tell you how often I rinse something off, thinking, “There’s no fucking way that’s coming clean.” It’s just not as good of a clean without a little scrubbing. Besides, if I’m rinsing the food off the plate, I might as well go ahead and wash it then, right? But I still wash it in this machine, because I’m lazy, and I’m American, and that’s my right, goddammit.
I have no problem washing dishes. I actually (confession time) like it. It’s a nice time to just - think. I tend to use it as a time to reflect or come up with ideas or just float off for a few. I actually think I might miss it, almost as if I’ve been spoiled by an outdated convenience that wastes time and water.
Now, a washing machine? Can’t live without it. You take my washing machine away, and I’ll kill you dead.