It’s an Art, You Fartbags
(You’re not fartbags, I’m sorry.)
(Or maybe you are. “Fartbags” is a term of endearment for some of us losers.)
(Anyway.)
I technically finished this yesterday, but yesterday was a super fun migraine party time, so yeah.

I think this is my favorite one so far.
It’s Migraine Time!
I don’t know what it is about this time of year, but I tend to get a lot of migraines in August/September.
School anticipation, maybe? Although school started several weeks ago, so…who knows.
Bleh.
I guess I just can’t taste ANY OF THESE DAMN TEAS THEN
So remember back at the beginning of the month when I tried a new type of tea and couldn’t taste it?
Well, here is my tea collection now:

The only one I can taste is the green tea, and just barely. I think if I were blindfolded, I could tell that it was not just water but maybe water mixed with something else. But for all those other teas?
NOTHING.
They all taste like hot water and ONLY hot water.
Even when they’re room temperature or cold, they just taste like water.
HOW?
Does smell really contribute that much to the tea experience? Or is my sense of taste broken as well?
(Note that I’ll keep drinking these; I may not be able to taste them, but tea has some health benefits, so I might as well get ‘em.)
What’s a sound that is carved into your memory forever?
Because mine’s this:
My mom watched a LOT of Braves games when I was a kid and the chop chant just brings me right back to when I was in first grade.
It’s pretty wild.
I swear I just had a dream about this
It was the Universal intro and the paint from the Sherwin-Williams logo in the dream. They were like happening simultaneously, but it was this same sort of thing: what would they look like from our perspective on earth?
Weird.
Though to be honest, it wouldn’t surprise me at this point if Sleep Claudia was watching YouTube videos or doing other such random stuff without even realizing it. I apparently do a lot of stuff when I’m sleeping that I’m unaware of.
Are you ready for some CRIPPLING IMPOSTER SYNDROME????
We’re talking absolutely soul-crushing, progress-pausing, motivation-stomping, self-worth-suffocating, panic-inducing IMPOSTER SYNDROME????
The kind that makes you too nervous to even answer an email?
The kind that makes you want to hide in your office so that no one can see what a fake you are??
The kind that makes you so afraid of messing up for fear of being found out that you can barely leave your office to do your job???
The kind that people respond to with “you’re not an imposter!” and you just want to punch them in the face because how the hell would they know????
The kind where you can’t stop screwing up because you’re so preoccupied with trying not to screw up?????
THAT KIND??????
‘Cause I’ve got a surplus of it if anyone wants it.
Water, Water…Everywhere!
Calgary’s water…HAS RETURNED!

I guess it’s better that all of this nonsense happened in the summer rather than in -40 degree snowy hell.
I mean, I guess it could happen in -40 degree snowy hell, but maybe these repairs will hold.
FOR NOW.
Edit: we actually did a decent job of conserving during this time. It’d be nice if we could conserve like that all the time, though…

Daruuuuuuuuuuude
So remember that Australian orchestra/group/badass set of musicians Synthony? Remember how much I loved their version of “Call On Me”?
Here’s their version of Darude’s “Sandstorm.”
Usually if there’s an orchestral cover of something, I find the strings to be the thing that elevates the song. But in this case, it’s the brass.
Like, those descending notes into the chorus? I FEEL THOSE IN MY LADY BITS.
(Also, that’s the same conductor, Brent Stewart, who conducted “Call On Me.” I dig him. Great energy.)
Am Sad. Have Zimmer.
5:35 is heartbreakingly beautiful.
So Very, Very Brr
So one of the recommendations for water conservation during our water main shutdown is to limit showers to five minutes. This isn’t that hard to do; I can run the water to rinse, turn it off to soap/shampoo, then turn it on to rinse again. The problem is that I have so completely destroyed my body’s ability to regulate its temperature that as soon as the water is off after rinsing the first time, I am
SO
RIDICULOUSLY
COLD
Like, it’s still pretty warm here, both during the day and overnight, and I usually am quite warm when I get done running. But I cannot handle that little change in temperature that comes from having wet skin in the shower. I literally start shivering like I’m out in the middle of one of our -30 snaps.
I’m pretty sure if I had to do this in the winter I’d die.
Can’t wait until the water’s back.
Thanks, Apple
It’s going to be really hard not getting the AirPods Max in purple. I’ve been waiting for purple. I was thinking about either the red or the green in the original Maxes, but purple is king.

Idon’tneednewheadphonesIdon’tneednewheadphonesIdon’tneednewheadphonesIdon’tneednewheadphones.
UGH.
Claudia’s Dental Saga: Episode 13
Today’s Good: I got to run underneath some more northern lights this morning. They weren’t as prevalent as the last time I saw them on a run, but they were there and they were green and they were calming.
Today’s Bad: That was
THE
MOST
PAINFUL
dental cleaning I have ever had in my entire life. It actually may have been the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced, period. I like to think I have a pretty high pain tolerance, but this evening’s appointment involved thirty minutes of them pressure washing the plaque off my teeth. Because I’m a bad human, I had like millimeters of plaque on/between a lot of my teeth and when the underlying tooth/gum was exposed, it was painfully sensitive.
I was crying, yo. And shaking. And hyperventilating.
I’m not going back unless my fucking teeth start falling out, sorry.
LOOK AT THESE FREAKING PANTS
Aren’t they cool? Aren’t they me?

The brand is Lucy & Yak and they have a ton of funky clothing. A lot of it is quite expensive, but these were on sale and in my size so I grabbed them, haha. Can’t wait until they get here and I can rock them!
(Pic from here because I swear I grabbed a screenshot of these from the original website but I have no idea what I did with it, haha).
I’ll take it
I have no idea how that managed to work out, but I SOMEHOW made the playoffs (top 4 of 8) in fantasy baseball. That means I have a chance* of winning rather than having to play for one of the four bottom positions.
*I have no chance of winning because my freaking husband is also in the playoffs and he is unbeatable.
Wow
This is such an interesting and important story from the day of September 11, 2001. I can’t imagine how much this man has gone through.
I have vague memories of what flying, airports, and check-in were like pre-9/11, but I do remember that there was so much less security. Fewer checks, fewer rules, and much more “looseness” in everything. That day was something that pre-9/11 travelers probably never even conceived of; there was no reason for this man to be suspicious of anything he saw that day.
It’s so wild what that day must have done to him just because he was doing his job. I hope he is doing better now.
MORE FLOWERS, EAT IT
This one took a long time, haha.

The end.
Claudia’s Dental Saga: Episode 12
I got absolutely SOAKED during my very rainy run this morning.
Was very cold for hours.
Then had to go to the dentist in the afternoon.
Riveting, I know, right?
(I don’t have anything fun to say today, sorry)
Remembering
This is a really, really well-done film about September 11th.
I can’t believe this was 23 years ago.
Ugh.
Have a thing.
Would you rather go to a movie or to dinner alone?
Movie. I don’t like to eat in public.
Would you rather always say everything on your mind or never speak again?
Never speak again.
Would you rather make a phone call or send a text?
Text, definitely.
Would you rather read an awesome book or watch a good movie?
Read an awesome book!
Would you rather be the most popular person at work or school or the smartest?
Smartest, easily.
Would you rather put a stop to war or end world hunger?
End world hunger.
Would you rather spend the night in a luxury hotel room or camping surrounded by beautiful scenery?
Hotel.
Would you rather explore space or the ocean?
Space!
Would you rather go deep sea diving or bungee jumping?
I don’t like either of these options, but I guess I’d go with deep sea diving.
Would you rather be a kid your whole life or an adult your whole life?
Adult.
Would you rather go on a cruise with friends or with your spouse?
Spouse.
Would you rather lose your keys or your cell phone?
Cellphone.
Would you rather eat a meal of cow tongue or octopus?
Octopus. I’ve had it before!
Would you rather have x-ray vision or magnified hearing?
Magnified hearing.
Would you rather work in a group or work alone?
Alone.
(Low quality blog post)
Congratulate Me!
I’ve lived in a single place (well, city-wise) for TEN YEARS!
Yes, ten years ago I moved to Calgary. I really love this city and would happily stay here the rest of my life.
My ten-year anniversary for living in the same HOUSE is coming up next June, so that will be even more monumental.
Ha, remember when I moved five times within one year? Hahahahaha never again Jesus Christ
James Horner vs. Hans Zimmer
So I’ve mentioned on here like forty times (INCLUDING YESTERDAY) that James Horner is my favorite composer. However, Hans Zimmer is a close second.
Today I’m going to talk about why these two are my favorites using a song of each of theirs to demonstrate, and I’m going to contrast one feature across both songs: buildup.
Let’s start with Horner, and we’re of course going to talk about The Launch from Apollo 13.
(Shocking, huh?)
I think this song is an excellent demonstration of how Horner handles buildup/anticipation. Let’s start at 3:25 minutes into the song. This is where he starts building up to the climax. The buildup is very…obvious. It’s clear. You can hear that anticipatory snare drum throughout and things keep getting added on top of it to gear up the emotion. Once you get to the horns’ entry around 5:08, it really starts to ramp up, but still in a very methodical way. There’s layering and chord progression, all still with that very audible snare in the background.
I think Horner does buildup in a very structured way, and this structure really works to build the tension. You can tell it’s structured, so you know what to anticipate and what to expect as it builds, but the rigidity of the structure holds back the payoff, making it even more worthwhile once it happens. He builds with drums and horns and bells.
And, of course, the payoff is what makes this song. I love Horner’s use of pauses after we hit the big moment at 6:05. He’s not afraid of adding these little microseconds of silence between the swells in the music, and that makes it all the more impactful.
So in short: Horner (at least in my opinion) does structured, reserved buildup, and the structure is what amplifies the anticipation.
Now onto Zimmer!
Let’s use No Time for Caution from Interstellar.
This demonstrates what I think is Zimmer’s hallmark approach to buildup: chaos. Starting at 0:45 in, there’s already a lot of stuff going on. He’s got that persistent, prominent beat in the background, but I think that’s pretty exclusive to the Interstellar soundtrack to indicate the passage of time. Other than that, though, there’s just a lot of sounds. Lots of low strings and low brass. It’s driving forward towards something, but I think it sounds a lot more chaotic in that drive than Horner. More and more motifs get added and things sound more and more muddled (in a good way). You get this feeling that something’s going to have to give because there’s just so much sound.
Then we get to 2:35, where the climax begins. But it’s not alone – we still hear that chaos behind it in the form of the piano and organ. Zimmer also uses pitch change a lot more obviously than Horner does, I think. Everything gets higher and higher and higher until right before the peak of the song (when you start hearing that low, building organ chord) when he starts bringing you down with lower pitches.
I know I said I was just going to compare one Horner to one Zimmer, but you can also really hear this pitch progress in Red Sea with those FREAKING FRENCH HORNS, OH MY GOD (2:10-2:29). I love how he uses them to audibly represent the parted walls of the Red Sea rising. You can see it because of those horns.
So in short: Zimmer (also just in my opinion) does chaotic, loud, “messy” buildup, and that chaos is what amplifies the anticipation.
Anyway.
Why James Horner Is My Favorite Composer (or “Claudia talks about the Apollo 13 music again; feel free to skip”)
Look look look someone else analyzed and broke down “The Launch” and I’m not the only one enamored with how FREAKING FANTASTIC that song is look look look!
Analysis here.
Edit: THAT WHOLE SITE IS FANTASTIC FOR HORNER ENTHUSIASTS LIKE ME!!
What the hell is wrong with me?
(Many, many things.)
So as you may be aware (especially if you’re my husband or my mom), I have trouble finishing the packages of things – food items in particular.
For example, if I have a bag of spaghetti, I will never finish it down to the last spaghetti noodle. I’ll use like 90% of it and then start in on a new bag. And then just repeat this until I have 20+ bags that have 10% of the spaghetti left in them. And that’s just one example – I could give you like twenty other ones.
The newest problem is string cheese. You buy them in bags of 8, 16, or 24 up here and GUESS WHO CAN’T FINISH A DAMN BAG BEFORE BUYING A NEW ONE?
CAN YOU GUESS???? ?? ?
??
?
Visual proof:

I reiterate: what the hell is wrong with me?
Huh…
So the only type of tea I’ve ever tried before today was green tea, but on a whim I bought some English breakfast tea because green tea has only the slightest flavor to it to me and I wanted to see what a different type of tea tastes like.
This is what it looked like:

And this is the Google description of the flavor:

So did I like it?
Well, yeah, but that’s because it just tasted like hot water. Even when it cooled down to room temperature, it just tasted like room temperature water.
So…I can’t taste English breakfast tea, apparently.
Huh.
