So, I figured out why this sketchy neighborhood app thing has been bugging me, and it’s actually not the “sketchy=black” insinuation or the fact that the app developers clearly live in plastic bubbles or the one guy’s hair or even the fact that people post-Y2K using the word sketchy are about as linguistically relevant as people telling you to talk to the hand. No. It’s the fact that we’ve reached a point where people literally can not look up from their phones long enough to gauge their own personal feelings of safety without actually being told that information by their phones. And also that this is now a marketable thing and not a source of shame.

October 17th! Very excited.

October 17th! Very excited.

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Records also show he used an unlicensed person to conduct funeral services on at least five occasions. One case resulted in a confrontation with the family because the unlicensed person in charge didn’t know what to do at the church or cemetery.

Pennine also failed to report deaths in a timely manner, renewed his license once with a bad check, and faced repeated complaints of not holding burials on time, records show.

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Some Human Remains In Providence Morgue More Than A Decade Old; funeral director killed himself in N.H.

That’s my neighborhood!

gloomypharmacy.com, the domain name for my personal website, expires on Monday and I literally don’t have the twenty dollars to renew it. Which is fine, I guess. I mean being stupidly poor isn’t fine, but letting the url go is probably long overdue.

The domain was originally for my “band,” The Gloomy Pharmacists, and for some reason when the other Gloomy Pharmacist and I stopped talking to each other—I don’t remember why now—turned the site into my portfolio. It’s not flashy but I like it, although it’s due for a freshening up. Once I have $11 I’ll get something new from Namecheap, preferably without the word pharmacy in the name. I used to worry constantly that my emails were getting filtered as spam.

This is good. I’m such a sucker for all of this.

“ It is one of the secrets of Nature in its mood of mockery that fine weather lays a heavier weight on the mind and hearts of the depressed and the inwardly tormented than does a really bad day with dark rain snivelling continuously and sympathetically from a dirty sky. ”

Muriel Spark, Territorial Rights [1979]

I just started reading this one and she’s got some zingers, that Muriel. Also that’s pretty much how my day went today.

Now available at the Headmaster Web Shoppe!
Headmaster by Walker Mettling, part of Headmaster’s Alumni Sale / Providence

Now available at the Headmaster Web Shoppe!

Headmaster by Walker Mettling, part of Headmaster’s Alumni Sale / Providence

Eurovision 1978, From Best To Worst:

1. Baccara, “Parlez-vous français?” (Luxembourg)
2. Ireen Sheer, “Feuer” (Germany)
3. Harmony, “‘t Is OK” (Netherlands)
4. Caline & Olivier Toussaint, “Les jardins de Monaco” (Monaco)
5. Carole Vinci, “Vivre” (Switzerland)
6. Co-Co, “The Bad Old Days” (United Kingdom)
7. Nilüfer & Nazar, “Sevince” (Turkey)
8. Mabel, “Boom Boom” (Denmark)
9. Jean Vallée, “L’amour ça fait chanter la vie” (Belgium)
10. Izhar Cohen & the Alphabeta, “A-Ba-Ni-Bi” (א-ב-ני-בי) (Israel)
11. Tania Tsanaklidou, “Charlie Chaplin” (Τσάρλυ Τσάπλιν) (Greece)
12. Gemini, “Dai li dou” (Portugal)
13. José Vélez, “Bailemos un vals” (Spain)
14. Colm C. T. Wilkinson, “Born to Sing” (Ireland)
15. Seija Simola, “Anna rakkaudelle tilaisuus” (Finland)
16. Björn Skifs, “Det blir alltid värre framåt natten” (Sweden)
17. Joël Prévost, “Il y aura toujours des violons” (France)
18. Ricchi e Poveri, “Questo amore” (Italy)
19. Springtime, “Mrs. Caroline Robinson” (Austria)
20. Jahn Teigen, “Mil etter mil” (Norway)

I didn’t think I’d like anything more than Baccara, the Spanish duo who competed for Luxembourg, but German disco diva Ireen Sheer came very close.  “Parlez-vous français” is no “Yes, Sir, I Can Boogie,” though.

Eurovision 1970, From Best To Worst:
1. Katja Ebstein, “Wunder gibt es immer wieder” (Germany)
2. Hearts of Soul , “Waterman” (Netherlands)
3. Gianni Morandi, “Occhi di ragazza” (Italy)
4. Eva Sršen, “Pridi, dala ti bom cvet” (Yugoslavia)
5. Mary Hopkin, “Knock, Knock Who’s There?” (United Kingdom)
6. Dominique Dussault, “Marlène” (Monaco)
7. Dana, “All Kinds of Everything” (Ireland)
8. Julio Iglesias, “Gwendolyne” (Spain)
9. Henri Dès, “Retour” (Switzerland)
10. Guy Bonnet, “Marie-Blanche” (France)
11. Jean Vallée, “Viens l’oublier” (Belgium)
12. David Alexandre Winter, “Je suis tombé du ciel” (Luxembourg)

"All Kinds of Everything," the winner, is sort of pathologically insane. This was a weird year overall—after the four-way tie the previous year a bunch of countries (Norway, Sweden, Finland, Austria and Portugal) all decided to boycott, meaning that the show was barely an hour long. That’s what prompted the introduction of the videos preceding each song, although here they’re all really pretty cinema verité things. The Germans and the Dutch have the only really good songs here, despite the presence of Mary Hopkin and Julio Iglesias.

Eurovision 1968, From Best To Worst

1. Claes-Göran Hederström, “Det börjar verka kärlek, banne mej” (Sweden)
2. Wenche Myhre, “Ein Hoch der Liebe” (Germany)
3. Odd Børre, “Stress” (Norway)
4. Kristina Hautala, “Kun kello käy” (Finland)
5. Massiel, “La, la, la”  (Spain)
6. Dubrovački trubaduri, “Jedan dan” (Yugoslavia)
7. Cliff Richard, “Congratulations” (United Kingdom)
8. Ronnie Tober, “Morgen” (Netherlands)
9. Gianni Mascolo, “Guardando il sole” (Switzerland)
10. Sergio Endrigo, “Marianne” (Italy)
11. Line & Willy, “À chacun sa chanson” (Monaco)
12. Chris Baldo & Sophie Garel, “Nous vivrons d’amour” (Luxembourg)
13. Carlos Mendes, “Verão” (Portugal)
14. Claude Lombard, “Quand tu reviendras” (Belgium)
15. Pat McGuigan, “Chance of a Lifetime” (Ireland)
16. Isabelle Aubret, “La source” (France)
17. Karel Gott, “Tausend Fenster” (Austria)

An excellent year! Especially for the northern countries. I absolutely love Claes-Göran Hederström, with his jazzy trenchcoat and his song, whose title translates as “I Think I’m Falling In Love, Damn It.”