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A Saturday night for futility!

In 15 minutes I'll have been here for five hours. In that time, three non-employees have walked through the door and stepped into the tavern. Until 20 minutes ago, that number had been one. One is the loneliest number, I'm told, but it's been fantastic talking to my friend John as he does his work, and I do mine. I've spent the past few hours adding links to the Charlottesville Podcasting Network . --- I typed the above two paragraphs, and then got a full bar of five people quite quickly. For 20 minutes, there was hilarity as strangers joked around. Customers four and five were a couple around my age. After staring at the beer list for a few minutes, they both ordered a bourbon and ginger. They seemed to want to be left to themselves, so I carried on cleaning things that didn't really need to be cleaned. Then a bald man with a beard and glasses came in. He was an alternate version of myself, and ordered a medium Fuller's E.S.B. and a cheese pizza. There

At 37

The one line I took away from Monty Python's Holy grail is the phrase "I'm not old. I'm 37," said a character somewhere in the beginning. That line's been a refrain in my head for most of the past year as I've prepared for another birthday. I like to think that we recreate ourselves from time to time, and birthdays tend to inspire me to break out the measuring sticks to see just how the geology of my life is being laid down. I feel like I've taken control of my life to the extent that I can. But to do that, I've let go of such much. I wish I could explain, but increasingly I keep this to my private journals. I think the older I get, the less I want to confess to a public audience. But, I think this is going to be a good year.