So, what’s been going on in my life? What HASN’T Been going on? I now present to you the random bits and pieces of thoughts that have been swirling around in my head lately.
- I was puffed up and extremely humbled within the space of one hour this past Sunday. X-Alt went back to prison, and before we did my new song, Ford Prefect said some kind words about my writing ability, for which I am most appreciative. Yet, I wasn’t even the best songwriter in the room that day. The men did a couple of songs for us, and there was one that had the hook: “I am more than flesh and bone”. Y’all. I can’t tell you how well this song was written. The phrasing, the storyline, the hook – if I can ever write like that, then I’d call myself a writer.
I was taken aback by the men’s reaction when a speaker said “There are demons out there. There are demons in this place”. Their vehement agreement made me shudder to think what they go through on a daily basis.
- BTW, I’m here to tell you that the community is safe. If any vagabond do-gooders ever tried to break INTO prison, they would be stopped at every turn. Somebody forgot to leave a memo about our visit at the front desk, and we sat there for well over an hour as the coordinator and the prison staff tried to work things out. We knew the men were expecting us, and we didn’t want to let them down. As a result, we got started late and had to cut things short.
As usual, I think we got more out of the service than the men did.
- On another note, my kids and I have decided that if any of us is ever elected president, we will scrap “Hail To The Cheif”, and will instead have them play the theme song to “Good Eats” upon entering the room. Or “Rock Me Amadeus”, with the crowd singing “We the people, we the people!” instead of “Amadeus, Amadeus!”
Now I’ve given you an earworm I’m sure you don’t appreciate.
- Lintilla doesn’t like lawn-mowing season, because it means she has to check me for ticks. Now,this sort of thing was fun when we were 25, but …
What? I’m sorry, but being 43 years old, there’s now parts of me I can’t see on my own anymore. You don’t want me to get Lyme Disease, do you?
- Speaking of ticks, I’m working on a post that is sure to tick many folks off. I’m still developing my thoughts, but it involves cliques and bullies in political discussions. In essence, the way the right treats patriotism and the way the left treats compassion are two sides of the same coin. Each side has bullies, and they are tolerated, even encouraged. These “enforcers” will rhetorically beat into submission any who attempt to join their clique while not wearing the right “clothes”. Stay tuned…
And no, I’m not whining.
- I have an overwhelming desire to see the episode of Sanford and Son where BB King performed “How Blue Can You Get”. It was also the first time I ever heard the name “Lipshitz”. The memory of the way Bubba said it still makes me laugh to the day.
Did anyone else love that show asmuch as I did?
- Bold prediction: The final three in DWTS will be Mario, Jason Taylor, and Kristi Yamaguchi. That being said, Shannon Elizabeth’s waltz was simply mesmerising. It was so beautiful it almost made you feel that dull, longing ache one feels when confronted with an indescribably overwhelming beauty.
The fact that I not only watch but actully like DWTS causes me far more ribbing than my Ugly Betty thing.
- Something that affects me, both at work and beyond: I’m a “big picture” thinker. I understand, I thrive on understanding complex systems and their interdependencies. I can’t tell you how many times I can see clearly a whole end-to-end system, but I have the hardest time explaining what’s in my head to my single-task oriented coworkers. I also seem to have the same communication gap outside of work with policy wonks. We might as well be speaking Apache and Cantonese.
Anyway, I hope you’ve enjoyed this roller coaster journey into my brain. I promise, soon I’ll give you something a little less disjointed.
PS – I haven’t seen some of you in quite a while. I think it’s time we remedied that.
PPSS – If there are any misspellings in this post, you can blame that on the fact that I can’t find the spell checker in the new WordPress text editor. Next thing you know, they’ll expect me to do math without a calculator. 🙂