Thank you. I appreciate your time. And now the blog:
Spring semester classes began today. If you want to know what was covered in my first history of baseball class you'd have to ask someone who was there because I decided to stay in bed and order Chinese. I was a little wiped from my two day drive and still full of yummy beirut liquids. Moxie had been acting crazy the last few days. I saw him hiss for the first time. But today while I was under a bunch of covers and watching Flight of the Conchords he jumped on my lap and snuggled for a long time, which was nice.
It's snowing in Atlanta! Nonstick white flurries. That's a rare exciting thing. The last time I remember appreciating snow was on New Years Eve as I was ascending the metal staircase to Timmy's treetop party. Actually that two minute interval was probably my most cherished memory of winter break. I parked right under the apartment and Jeff and Erica greeted me from way up high. Then as I walked up the staircase thick snowflakes swirled around the night. I was burning nicely from a little captain and I cracked open a delicious and refreshing Sparks. I told people it was krunk juice. At the top of the apartments I looked around and Omaha was a real city. So happy to see old friends Jayme and Brain Warzak. Of course I came with Rob. Good old Austin Reinch was there too. The party had dancing and good music and a real new years count down. What a fun time. I talk about it sometimes and I always mention that it was at the very top of the apartments.
I've been thinking about what can happen in the lifespan of one year. Each year is truly unique and probably full of potential for brand new beginnings, only loosely harnessed by sturdy familiarity. I think this idea has to do with the Smashing Pumpkins lyrics "Freak out And give in. Doesn't matter what you believe in. Stay cool. And be somebody's fool this year." Maybe it is not so hard to be happy.
Tom Robbins says the meaning of life is "to consciously, deliberately evolve toward a wiser, more liberated and luminous state of being… to love is our true task, yet we suppress the notion with considerable force because to admit it is to acknowledge that most of our political gyrations, religious dogmas, social ambitions and financial ploys are not merely counterproductive but trivial. Our mission is to jettison those pointless preoccupations and once again take on the primordial cargo of inexhaustible ecstasy."
If you really want to make Moxie happy you will buy lazer pens. I too had fun at that NYE event. Smashing Pumpkins rock, but I don't think the meaning of that lyric is what you are intending to use it for, it's mostly about being living in a lie so you are happy. Do you want that? Do you?!?!? :-(
Posted by: Rob at January 21, 2008 8:30 PM