Are going crazy on this blog post.  And all the spammers are promoting .ru sites.  Is it because I mentioned Prokofiev?

This thread examines when it is or isn’t appropriate to tip.

First, some WTF observations:

The landlord!?

My doctor!?

The hotel maid!?

A seamstress!?

This is one of the reasons I’m not fond of this country.  How about paying people a decent wage in the first place?

It’s funny, but tipping actually embarrasses me, especially if tipping doesn’t seem obvious or necessary.  I feel like some richy rich looking down on the little people by throwing money at them.  It figures that tipping is so prominent in the U.S.  There’s also the additional problem of people no longer carrying cash so often.  Many a time I’ve had to pass on giving a tip because I had no cash at all.  I object to having to feel guilty about not preoccupying myself with the thought of what happens if someone sends me flowers and I have only a $20 bill on hand.

I guess this is a result of the service economy, but I can’t help but predict a backlash.  A 10-25 percent surcharge on all services can’t last forever.

Keep fuckin’ that chicken.

Something I put together one night while putting off going to bed.  This is by no means an authoritative list, just a few things I found in my iTunes.

“Peach Trees,” Rufus Wainwright

“Ain’t That a Kick in the Head,” Dean Martin

“Voi Che Sapete,” Mozart

“Cuccurrucu Paloma,” Caetano Veloso

The Spanish are freakishly attractive.  Sheesh.

“Nessun Dorma,” Puccini

“Constant Craving,” kd lang

I’ve been having odd dreams lately.  Specifically half-waking dreams of other people in my bedroom.

This has been going on for a few months now, starting with my half waking up one night and continuing a dream where someone was sitting in the chair in my bedroom and watching me sleep.  Last night was the most recent one.  I don’t remember the details of the dream, but I’m pretty sure several people were supposed to have been watching me that time, supposedly as some sort of game.

I wonder if this is a result of my feeling like I don’t have any privacy in my home.  Although you’d think that it would be resolved when one of the causes of that lack of privacy moved out.

Whatever the reason, I’d like it to stop.