There is a billboard for 7-11 I see every morning in San Francisco driving to work that shows a cat wearing a hipster Slurpee mustache straw. It is pretty much my favorite thing ever, and no matter how shitty I feel, it instantly cheers me up. I mean, come on! It’s a cat wearing a mustache! That’s brilliant advertising, hands down. I don’t even like Slurpees and I want to buy one of these just to take a pic and upload it to Instagram. I probably wouldn’t even drink it. I would snap a pic, take one sip just for old time’s sake, and then throw it away before my teeth rot out. Move over Don Draper, 7-11’s marketing team has you beat.
There used to be a billboard near Candlestick Park advertising the Dog Show at the Cow Palace. Every day I passed that, I would mentally add “and Pony” in crayon to the ad.
I watched this video on repeat like 20x. It might be the best thing on the internet right now. Actually, anything with baby goats pretty much wins the internet, hands down.
If you’re going to be two-faced, at least make one of them pretty. – Marilyn Monroe
Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the root and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the “good life,” whatever it is and wherever it happens to be. – Hunter S. Thompson
Any asshole can chase a skirt, art takes discipline. – Charles Bukowski
I like reading the J. Peterman catalog. I cut out the little stories and tack them to the corkboard in my office.
So what is the point of all this, you ask? Let me tell you. The point is simple pleasures. Most of our days are filled with mindnumbing mediocrity and frustration. We remember bad days (though I tend to gloss over those and forget how shitty I felt) and we remember good days, but most of it tends to slip into one big blur. (It’s already June. JUNE. Where has this year gone?) Why not take a moment to enjoy each day a little bit more?
Leo Babauta in his blog Zen Habits talks about the importance of simple pleasures to make each day just a little bit better. His list includes laying on your back looking at clouds, root beer floats, and stomping in puddles. All good things, I agree. Mine are a little bit more tangible and specific I think (maybe I’m hard to please? Or maybe I need to chill out and enjoy life’s gifts more? Up for debate).
So right now I’m taking a moment to think about what has been good about today.
- I had to wake up at 7 am and move my car, but my friend Gaby was up moving hers and told me where there was a free parking spot so I didn’t have to circle, half asleep and blurry eyed trying to decide if I am awake enough to try to parallel park into a tiny spot. Team effort, FTW! (Thanks Gaby!)
- My boyfriend Sam drove me to work so we got to spend an extra hour together today.
- No major crises have happened at work. Everything is handled. Everyone is happy. I can sit back and rock out to the “Hip Hop BBQ” station on Pandora.
- It was burger day at the office. I made a burger salad. Yum.
I’ve heard the expression “simple pleasures for simple minds.” That’s BS. My brain is going at light speed most of the day. I think, a lot, about everything from analyzing subtle nuances in the law, to trying to understand quantum physics and the nature of reality (for fun, because… why not?), to trying to understand people and their reactions to things, navigating office politics, to thinking way too much about existential things like the meaning of the universe and my place in it. And then I have to think about bills to pay and responsibilities and it’s exhausting. Sometimes you need to take a break and watch some cat videos on Youtube or play Candy Crush.
As Oscar Wilde said:
I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.