Annoying Car Stuff and Stuff That Is Not Annoying

I got a few cds in the mail from Dark Entries: Spider Taylor: Surge Studio Music, Patrick Cowley: Malebox, and Nervous Gender: Music from Hell. In the afternoon Mary Beth discovered something weird and obnoxious. A few days ago, some city inspector had put a notice on our Kia (the older car we don't use so much) that it was abandoned and "do not park on the grass" and that in week or whatever if it wasn't moved it would be towed. Now, she didn't find it actually on the car itself, but on the ground in the parking lot, she just happened to notice what looked like trash and was going to throw it away. So we almost didn't even see this fucking thing at all. NOW, it's all so fucking ridiculous on so many levels, but the fucking thing about this being on the grass...our parking lot is mostly dirt and gravel, not paved. When I moved in over two decades ago, all of this area was free of grass and clear. There were also more people cumulatively living in all the apartments and more cars and more traffic so all of the spaces were taken up more often. There's been a trend over the years, just like in my own apartment, of moving from three roommates to just a couple living in the apartment or something similar. Anyway, throughout the years, the grass started growing and creeping into the parking lot area. Still legitimate parking spaces, there's just grass over parts of it now. And that's where the car was. We kept it in the corner as we don't use it so often so it's not too in the way of others needing to park. And then, it's our car, it's legal, they wanna fucking regulate how much we drive it or some shit!? The battery died and it had been a while longer than usual since we'd driven it, because it wasn't urgent and replacing the battery wasn't something I wanted to do in cold fucking weather if I didn't need to. (Like, this is some kind of fucking crime they need to steal my fucking car for!?) Anyway, so in the afternoon I went and did the deed so I could move the car a few spaces over where the wasn't fucking grass growing. At least it was a warm-for-February day. I'd forgotten that this battery has kind of an obnoxious enclosure with an extra bolt that's way down and hard to get to. But I swapped the old for the new and moved it over. Ridiculous, but for now avoid at least getting fucking towed (in my own fucking parking lot!). This is some fucking Germantown shit. Also, not that I care myself in the least, but next door there are cars doing the same parked and left in the actual fucking lawn (which again, I care not in the least, just why the shit going after our car!?). Okay, enough of that absurdity. At night we walked over to Ballet Memphis for their Winter Mix performance. It was nice. There were three pieces. The first was this aliens traveling through space thing. The second was this kind of concept piece about hands (with some Satie as part of the music). And the last was this kind of reimagining of a 50s movie set but kind of abstracted (Lynchian's probably too strong a term, but it did have a little feel of the beginning of Mulholland Dr.) and at times they had a camera they moved about on a tripod projecting what it was capturing on the big screen behind so there were these layers of the dancers and movement and it had this abstract textural quality that was cool (at times I guess kind of Lynchian in the abstract sort of sense). Anyway, that was a pretty dumb description but it was a good ballet and I enjoyed it. Afterwards, we had a sort of Valentines "snack". I had ordered some caviar (the same kind we had at Jewel of the South in NOLA) and I got blinis with it and we had that with champagne and it was nice. Then Mary Beth did up some charcuterie and we ate some more and it was nice. All by candlelight (Mary Beth did all the setup and preparation so I don't want to make it sound like I should get any credit for that!).