[15/365] lizard
Jan. 15th, 2022 08:45 pmYesterday when he was giving me a lift to work in the sunshine, ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
diffrentcolours said if it's this nice tomorrow, we could maybe go sit outside the pub that I guess is my local now. I never had in the year I'd lived here; we'd only recently ascertained that it has outdoor seating.
It was as nice today, so we did go. And, seeing the place was near-empty (two or three other people who were about to leave as we went to sit down) when we were ordering our pints, and since it was only a couple of degrees above freezing, we sat inside!
Amazing. I think my second time in a pub in the last almost-two-years. I love pubs. I was delighted to see the boring ads, look at a muted TV full of football scores, listen to a very generic playlist I never would've chosen myself. I wouldn't say I like these things, of course, but I feel good around them.
Of course with the whole place to choose from, an old Irish man sat down near us. He asked if we like music, perhaps after seeing me mouth along the words of the song that was playing ("Harvest Moon," and I was just thinking a couple nights ago about how much I detest Neil Young but I still know all the words so...).
We ended up trying to explain Lizzo to him, since I was wearing my Lizzo t-shirt. He's definitely convinced her name is Lizard despite it being in big letters on my shirt and us repeatedly telling him.
I do hope he goes and tells his 11-year-old granddaughter that he's learned about a musician named Lizard. It's just the kind of thing your grandpa should be telling you when you're eleven, I feel.
diffrentcolours said if it's this nice tomorrow, we could maybe go sit outside the pub that I guess is my local now. I never had in the year I'd lived here; we'd only recently ascertained that it has outdoor seating.It was as nice today, so we did go. And, seeing the place was near-empty (two or three other people who were about to leave as we went to sit down) when we were ordering our pints, and since it was only a couple of degrees above freezing, we sat inside!
Amazing. I think my second time in a pub in the last almost-two-years. I love pubs. I was delighted to see the boring ads, look at a muted TV full of football scores, listen to a very generic playlist I never would've chosen myself. I wouldn't say I like these things, of course, but I feel good around them.
Of course with the whole place to choose from, an old Irish man sat down near us. He asked if we like music, perhaps after seeing me mouth along the words of the song that was playing ("Harvest Moon," and I was just thinking a couple nights ago about how much I detest Neil Young but I still know all the words so...).
We ended up trying to explain Lizzo to him, since I was wearing my Lizzo t-shirt. He's definitely convinced her name is Lizard despite it being in big letters on my shirt and us repeatedly telling him.
I do hope he goes and tells his 11-year-old granddaughter that he's learned about a musician named Lizard. It's just the kind of thing your grandpa should be telling you when you're eleven, I feel.