8 o’clock in the morning, half asleep I mutter some words, he gets closer to hear them: “Go make coffee”. He stays there looking at me with a blank gaze and his eyes seem to hide nothing but the confusion of the moment. “Go make coffee” I say a bit louder but he still doesn’t seem to understand and comes even closer. He starts fidgeting, going from a place to another without leaving the room and I realise coffee will never happen. “Ah, you are useless to me, did you know that?” and I start scratching his belly.
My dog will never be able to make coffee in the morning, nor breakfast, though he could easily pass for an alarm clock to justify his existence. Maybe in the future we will have robot dogs who will take care of stuff for us but meanwhile I get the farts, the snoring and the constant hair loss of this wordly beast without getting in return anything else but cuteness.
Just look at him, is he really worth it?:-))
A friend of mine just introduced me the other day to this album:
“Warm earth music for plants and the people who love them”… it sounds so nice, literally speaking too.
The album is made by one of the pioneers of electronic music, Mort Garson, back in 1976. Aparently, this guy is really appreciated among electronic music and exotica fans. And now my kitchen plants love him too, that’s where my music plays most of the times.
PS: – “exotica” is by the way, “musical impressions” of every place from standard travel destinations to the mythical “shangri-las” dreamt of by armchair safari-ers…”a combination of the South Pacific and the Orient…what a lot of people imagined the islands to be like”… It was popular in the 1950s to mid-1960s, typically with suburban Americans who came of age during World War ll – (thanks wikipedia!)
I salute you music lovers , the universe holds no secrets to you!