It is 7:03 AM on Tuesday, June 20th, 2017. It is very late for me to be writing a journal entry but today is an unusual day. My family left for Japan yesterday which means I’m a bachelor for a very long time. This is normal when you’re married to a Japanese, they go home with the kids for the summer to see the grandparents and also to ensure that the kids are exposed as much as possible to the language and culture. My oldest son will be attending summer school in Japan and so his Japanese will get much better. He has grown up speaking it and was at his best at the language in preschool since it was a Japanese one. But kindergarten was American and so his English improved remarkably while his Japanese got worse. Living in Japan for a while should reverse that.
Unlike me, he needs to speak Japanese perfectly as he will straddle two countries and two cultures for his life. In order to function well in Japan, get a job etc his Japanese needs to be on the native level. We have around 10 family friends where the wife is now in Japan and they will even all get together in Tokyo one day for a play date. How exciting it is to have that type of opportunity. It is a rare thing as I don’t know of any other families who can go to another country and meet up with their same friends they have here in the USA. I’m very excited for them.
The first few days of being on my own are kind of nice but saying goodbye at the airport made me realize how much I love them (not that I don’t already but it hits you all at once) and I began to miss them already. We all need a break once in a while but when you know you won’t see your family for a long while one day apart seems like enough.
So today, I start the first day of my bachelorhood and I followed my favorite routine. I woke up at 3:30 AM, drank my wheatgrass, put away the dishes, worked out, took a shower, meditated and am getting my journal entry in. I’ll get my work done this morning and then perhaps start on my ‘to-do’ list which include contacting a painting company, re-calking the shower, clean the fish tanks, gardening and other many other things I have no time to do when the family is here. Today is the summer solstice and I’ll have a beer with my friend Bill Tatz who I haven’t seen in 17 years. We lost touch for a while and I even put up a post about it trying to find him back in 2007. He found the post by searching his name on Google and we got back in touch. This was right before Facebook became possible and he reached out by e-mail. We’ve kept in touch since then and his job has him working in San Francisco now so we’ll meet up.
It is a great day to drink a beer with an old friend since today is the summer solstice. It thought I’d take him down the coast a bit to the Moss Beach Distillery where we can sit on the patio by the fire-pits, reminisce and talk about how much our lives have changed since we met in Geneva in 2000 for a meeting at the World Trade Organization.
Since I have so much free time I plan on writing more in my blog but for now I have to get to work.
Last week I noticed we had the option to use short videos in our Facebook profiles. This got me thinking about what might make a fun profile video; the best I could think of were those wanted posters from Harry Potter where the image moves.
I had some rare free time so I put on my headphones, stared at the screen and went into the zone for the next two hours. It took me a while but I was able to figure it out using software I already had – nothing really fancy either.
So how did I do it?
Used my Logitech computer camera to record a short video
Put the video into Windows Movie Maker and change it to black and white. You must save as a Windows Media Video File or else you cannot import the video in the next steps
Download a picture of the wanted poster from the internet
Put the picture into a picture editor – I use Macromedia Fireworks from way back in 2004. Cut out the center where you want your own picture to go and save as a PNG file. Saving it as a PNG keeps the hole in your picture.
Open up Macromedia Flash. Resize the document to the size of the picture and import the picture – this goes on Layer 1
Create another layer (2) and import your video into it.
Make sure the picture (Layer 1) is on top, and then scale and position your video on Layer 2 so that just your head shows through the hole in the picture on Layer 1.
It is now 4:07 AM on January 14th, 2017. The holidays of Christmas and New Year are distant memories that seem to have happened long, long ago.
The time off was not relaxing due to two little boys. Yes, we had fun and yes we made great memories but with two little ones there is no free time, no relaxation. I’ll enjoy the holiday breaks more when they are older and I have time to do the things I want to do: relax, read, take a nap, watch an adult movie, mountain bike, hike, and many other things. But at the same time I will also miss the kid versions of them so it becomes a complete catch-22.
But the holidays are a distant memory as we took down the decorations on the second of January and quickly resumed the normal routine. I do not like to keep decorations up because they just become a sad reminder that the holidays are over and make it even more depressing.
I’ve just decided that I’ll write down my thoughts on 2016 since it gets farther away with each passing day and I’ll start to forget.
Two thousand and sixteen was a good year. We took a number of trips, met many friends, had and went to a number of parties and everybody is happy and healthy. The kids continue to grow up and life continues its long, slow march of change. Everyday there are little, almost imperceptible changes that take place in our bodies as well as the world around us. The days go by in a blur and before long all these little changes have added up and things look quite different to the way they were a year, two years, a decade ago. Our faces have changed, friends have come and gone, the babies are gone having grown up to become toddlers and little boys and girls, cracks appear in not only the house but also in marriages of people we know.
This year I’ll turn forty and this is a very big psychological event! I just read a very long post from an old friend I’ve known since grade school who reflected on her life and the road she has taken. I think everyone does this to some extent when they hit 40. It is after all the mid-life point as perhaps only the median of my contemporaries will make it to 80. In my view, life is now more than half over if we take into account that life speeds up as we get older. A year to a teenager is a lot longer than a year to a forty year old; the rate of speed increases with each additional year and soon we must look to the end.
I’ve learned to pause and enjoy life and I hope that in 2017 I will continue learning how to make the most out of this existence I’ve been given. Before I go too far waxing philosophic let’s take a look back at 2016.
New Year’s Day started off with the sunrise (video) at Oyster Point, my usual spot for sunrises. I came home and we then went to Fitzgerald’s Marine Reserve which has become a new tradition for us on New Year’s Day.
Our first trip was on the sixteenth to Paso Robles winery. In 2016 Paso Robles became my new favorite area for wine and wine tastings. Napa has become too crowded, too expensive, too exclusive and generally just a pain to deal with. Paso Robles is quiet, laid back, there are over 300 wineries and there are hot springs! The wine is bold, the fruit easy to taste on the Zinfandel is to die for. I discovered Paso after a failed attempt at trying to secure a decently priced hotel room up in Napa. Everything was sold out, too expensive and all the wineries want reservations and up to a $40 tasting fee.
I then searched for hot springs and discovered Paso Robles. Not only where there hot springs but it is also a very respected wine region! This discovery was actually in 2015 but in 2016 I firmly planted my flag there by renouncing my membership at Artesa and switching it to the newly formed Tooth and Nail Winery. The place is a castle, Don Quixote features on many labels, it is laid back and the wine is incredible. I needed no further convincing and joined the membership.
There are also three Spanish missions on the way there which I like to visit. These missions hit me very deeply as they connect me with my past in a way. I studied in Spain and Mexico and these experiences set the foundation for what my life was to become. My studies in Spain remain unparalleled and an experience which has defined a very big part of who I am. I know the history, where the Padres came from, the horrors the Native Americans experienced. And so, when I set foot into these missions my soul fills with wonder, with awe and with a solemn sense of history and what occurred. I wrote a post about my thoughts and experience when visiting these California missions in my other blog that is worth a read.
I experience something profound when I visit these missions, something unique that occurs only to me given my experiences, travels and understanding of history. My son on the other hand doesn’t like certain parts of the missions however as he told me, “Papa, there is a dead guy up there, it is scary!” “Yes son,” I responded. “It is quite scary indeed.”
I’ve written a lot and I haven’t even made it past the first trip in January! I better speed it up or this post will never be finished!
In February we took another trip down to Paso Robles for my cousin Nick and his wife Stephanie were in town. Much wine was consumed and many hot spring baths taken. During this trip we discovered Sculpterra winery and I took this virtual reality image. I remember we went out back and sat in the gazebo and had a nice discussion. Nice discussions are a rarity when you have children that cannot sit still. The wife is patient for a while and watches the kids but soon one must end the nice discussion and help out. Again, I’ll be both glad and sad when the kids are older. Now, I’d like to have more nice, adult discussions without the bother of kids, yet when they are older I’ll miss the little ones.
In March we took a trip to Lake Tahoe with our friends. It was the first time that the boys really got to experience a massive amount of snow. We went sledding, built snowmen, took a few hikes and had a wonderful time.
We also went to Filoli which I’ve always enjoyed. Our membership ended in 2016 and we haven’t renewed. Looking at the beautiful pictures makes me want to visit again but I’m also thinking that the money could be used to explore new places.
In April, the first exciting thing was going to a Guns N’ Roses cover band called Roses N’ Guns at the Longboard Margarita bar. This was in anticipation for the real Guns N’ Roses who would play At&T Park in August after a very long separation. Guns N’ Roses were my favorite band growing up and listening to their music not only brings back great memories but if I close my eyes transports me back in time. The intense feelings from 8th grade and high school come rushing back and for a brief moment I am my old sixteen year old self again.
Next up in April was a visit from my dear friend Nicola Connolley. I know Nicola from my days in Vietnam. She had visited San Francisco once before around 2007 and it was a pleasure to see her. I feel it is very important to keep in touch with old friends and she is one of the few who actively tries to do so. It was great seeing her and I look forward to our next rendezvous whenever and wherever on this planet that may be.
The last thing I have for April was the Japan Town Cherry Blossom Parade. My wife and oldest didn’t want to go so I took my youngest who couldn’t say no! We had a good time by ourselves and I really liked spending a little bonding time with just him. One of my favorite events there was the Enshin Karate presentation which got me thinking about joining a dojo not only for my son but myself as well. That has gone from a thought to reality and I’ll be going to practice today, just as I have for over six months now.
In May a most epic trip occurred. Brandon finally got the timeshare room he had been trying for for over a decade at the Four Seasons, Punta Mita. I took this virtual reality photo of the main room and patio and as you’ll see was simply fantastic. The gate is around the plunge pool due to my youngest but normally isn’t there. This was the most exquisite, fanciest place that I’ve ever stayed in my life. They drive you around on golf carts, there are cabanas on the beach, a lazy river, kids activity building, tequila tastings and the list goes on. Everything that should be in a fancy resort is there and it was fabulous. As always it is the experiences that make up the trip and I really enjoyed the ocean fishing and ceviche on the boat, the golf, the lazy river with kids and drinking great wine in our fabulous accommodations overlooking the Pacific while the kids played in the plunge pool. Luckily I do not have to rehash everything here as I wrote a post about the trip back in May.
In June my buddy Ryan who I’ve known since Ohio State came into town. I studied with Ryan in Lyon, France and it is always great getting together and rehashing those stories. Ryan also came to visit me once when I was living in Japan and again when I lived in Vietnam. Needless to say we have a lot of stories and it is always a pleasure having many beers / wine and rehashing the stories that came out of those trips.
This time one of his friends from France was in town at the same time. Sylvain is a great guy and a lot of fun; I was very happy to make a new friend! We went to Napa for a night. Again, no need to re-write this as I already wrote a post all about it.
Also in June my friend Ana who I’ve also known since Ohio State moved to Florida from San Francisco. She moved here a few years ago but I only saw her on occasion since I really do not (am not able?) to go party in the city all that much. Ana also had a beautiful baby and so that changed things quite a bit. She now resides in Florida and rents out the loft in San Francisco so there is always hope she and her family may one day move back.
In July we did a number of things. The first adventure was a trip down to the San Jose Japanese festival. Not too much to report on that; they had good music, good food and good beer. Next, Daisuke and his wife came for a visit. They did a lot of the tourist stuff on their own and so I only took them to: Moss Beach Distillery, Twin Peaks, The Golden Gate Bridge and Marin. His wife has a sister who is married to someone who works at NASA’s Ames research center which has a large tent like structure set up for visitors/tourists. It was very neat to visit although there really isn’t much there.
At the end of July we took my youngest to “A Day Out With Thomas.” That is down at Roaring Camp Railroads not far from Santa Cruz. When were down south I like to shoot over to Paso Robles and this time we met up with my longtime friend Kazuko and her family; I mention both of these trips in this post. We met at Tooth and Nail winery and also went to Peachy Canyon. After that it was off to the California Mid-State Fair. At the fair we spent most of our time in the kids area so they could ride the rides.
The first item of note was that my friend Dale and his new wife Emma came for a visit. I took them to Alice’s Restaurant, Thomas Fogarty winery, Pigeon Point Lighthouse, and the old bar at Duarte’s Tavern. The bar opened in 1894 and has been open continuously except they couldn’t serve alcohol during prohibition. I had always wanted to have a drink in that bar and Dale being here gave me an excuse!
The other event of note is that Dale and Peter joined Brandon and I for the Gun’s N’ Roses “Not In This Lifetime” concert at AT&T Park. Brandon and I had planned this forever and Peter and Dale joined at the last minute. Dale and I started out the evening in San Francisco at Mikkeller Bar, moving on to Local Edition and then connecting with Brandon and Peter at Hakkasan for a bit of food and of course more drinks. Next it was of to 21st Amendment for more beer. Had the evening gone perfectly we should have started and stayed at 21st Amendment since it was packed with GnR fans.
We then walked over to AT&T park and it was just amazing seeing everyone in Guns N’ Roses shirts. The crowd was older but there were a large number of younger people as well. Everyone says that the music of their generation was the best but I feel that the music of my generation was the last of really true, great music that hasn’t been overrun by the music industry who only concentrates on generating profit. It was the last generation of music that really captured an entire nation for their audience. Yes, there is great music now, but you have to really search for it in Sound Cloud or Spotify. The stuff they play on the radio is complete garbage.
Anyway, we arrived at AT&T park and were in for quite a shock! The lines were a mile long to get it. We saw the caravan carrying GnR into the stadium and didn’t make it to our seats until around the end of the first song which was Mr. Brownstone. It was a great concert in that it really transported me back in time to 8th grade and high school. It was great that Guns N’ Roses were *mostly* back together and I could have this experience. But if it weren’t for those things, we were in the nosebleed seats, it wasn’t an intimate setting by any means and it seems as though GnR wanted to get in and out of the place. But again, it was a fantastic experience.
At the end with the rush of the crowd and the fact that we had a lot of beer we ended up losing Dale for a bit. Luckily he was found and the experience now makes a good story.
The next event in August was another trip up to Lake Tahoe. The weather was warm and the kids (and adults alike) enjoyed playing in the lake. My favorite part was the kayaking. It is incredibly beautiful to see Lake Tahoe surroundings from out on the lake itself. I’m always in awe at the beauty of the place and seeing it from a different vantage point inspires even more wonder and awe.
The reason for the trip however was for me to attend my childhood friend Terry’s wedding. He lives in Carson City, Nevada and that is just a short drive from Lake Tahoe. It was due to the generosity of our friends that we could stay with them and enjoy a weekend, and I could also leave them there while I went and attended the wedding. Terry was a close neighbor of mine in Golfview Woods and we hung out a lot, especially in grade school. We went to different high schools, did different activities and thus didn’t see much of each other and then he went to the Marines and I went to Ohio State. We had only met up one time for just a hello really in a bar while I was still in college and then didn’t have any contact for over a decade or so.
It was through the magic of Facebook that we were able to reconnect and I caught up with him and his soon-to-be wife when they came for a visit to San Francisco. I hope to catch up with them again in 2017.
Towards the end of August my sister came for a very brief visit as they were also going to visit her husbands relatives in Nevada and then I believe off to Yosemite. We took them to Fitzgerald Marine Reserve and all the little ones really enjoyed the tide pools. We were also able to get some great pictures up in the “Enchanted Forest.”
September was relatively quiet except for a visit from my parents. We’ve done many travels and visited many sites over the years so their visits are usually quiet and peaceful without too many activities these days.
October was the month of festivals. There was the Millbrae Japanese Festival, the Renaissance Festival, the Half Moon Bay Pumpkin Festival and various Halloween parties.
Unfortunately the Half Moon Bay Pumpkin Festival was pretty much a washout due to rare rain. We went anyway so we could get our pumpkin picture and the rain did let up for a bit while we where there. We also got the closest parking that we will ever get thanks to the rain.
One new thing we did this year was go to Arata’s Pumpkin Patch. It is crowded and a little expensive but everyone should experience the haystack labyrinth just one time. We did and it took us about thirty minutes to find our way out!
November was Thanksgiving and the Dicken’s Fair. Kazuko and her family joined us for that and I was very glad they could do so. Everyone should experience an American Thanksgiving at least once! I wrote a post on Thanksgiving.
Also, there is no better way to get into the spirit of Christmas than to spend a day at the Dicken’s Fair. Like most fairs and events, I really cannot enjoy it as much as I’d like due to kids but one day I will and perhaps they will join me. For the Dicken’s Fair I’d really like to sit in and listen to many of the shows and especially learn something at “The Adventurer’s Club.” I’d also like to enter into the adult area “Mad Sal’s” and listen to some of the Sea Dog’s saltier sea shanties. I can do none of these things with children although we do go to the lite opera every time and they’re pretty good and sit still.
December was relatively quiet with no trips and no visitors. We put up our decorations and got ready for Christmas! This years main toys were Pokemon cards, a Minecraft book, and Little Live Pets for the youngest.
For the first time we did attend the Rockaway Christmas Tree lighting which was a great community holiday event and something we’ll try to attend in the coming years. The parking was very difficult though so we’ll have to go early or perhaps ride bikes there. Santa also looked like he had a number of beers across the street at Nick’s, but you know, Santa is under a lot of work-related stress at this time of year so I really don’t blame him.
And then the sun set on 2016. It was a very good year full of fun, friendship, adventures, travels and experiences. I hope for the same in 2017.
So far today I’ve gotten a massive amount of gardening done. The front island was overgrown and I had to get the trellis in the ground so we could buy the climbing plants. And why did I get to do gardening? Well, today I have a bit of rare free time from the kids and wife so I got the gardening chores done. Then for the first time ever I thought it would be a great idea to take my Mac, go to the Devil’s Slide Taproom and write in my journal while sipping on a beerski or two or three.
I’m absolutely exhausted from the gardening and if I had stayed home I’d just have fallen asleep. So here I sit in the middle of the room and even though I’m surrounded by people I feel completely closed off from them with my earbuds in and banging this entry out in my journal. I thought I might just listed to the loud hum of fifteen or so conversations and perhaps eavesdrop in on one or two but I really didn’t feel like listening to “You Spin Me Right Round,” I have been listening to the ’90s channel all day and it was listening to the ’90s that I got the idea to come here. In fact it was Dave Matthew’s “Satellite” when I got the idea so I’ve put in my earbuds and and now find myself listening to “Shoop” by Salt-n-Pepa. Salt-N-Pepa isn’t inspiring me to write so I need to keep pressing the advance button until I find something that makes me want to write. Don’t tell anyone but two songs I heard I really liked while gardening where Wilson Philips ‘Hold On’ and ‘The Graduation Song’ by Vitamin D.
My hamburger has now arrived much faster than expected so I’ll have to return to writing after I’m done with lunch.
Scarfed it; now listening to ‘Wanna be a Baller’ by Lil Troy. One time at 24 Fitness a youngin’ called me a “baller” and it made me guffaw. For the record I’ve never been, nor wish to be a baller. In fact the only time most people might ‘ball’ would be in high school and I didn’t ball then either. I was a wrestler and we could beat up the ‘ballers’ if they got a little too uppity with all their balling. The only balls I play with these days are my own and I prefer Calloway. See what I did there? You have a dirty mind!
The lunch crowd is starting to disperse and I’m no longer surrounded by people. I would think that being Saturday night things are going to pick up here in an hour or two – perhaps I’ve arrived too early for my inaugural beer drinking, in pub sitting, WordPress post. But then again Pacifica never has been known for a happening night spot.
I’ve now finished by Alaskan Amber and the waitress has just brought me my Rogue Hazelnut Brown which is quite nutty indeed. The previous beer glass was just picked up by a kid who looks no older than 20 and that reminds me that it is almost time for graduation season. So many young people wrapping up their college days and getting ready to head into the workforce, or continuing to look for work. There was a piece in some rag with advice for the young people contemplating moving to San Francisco and it spoke about the downsides. It was clickbait but a fun read for me since I happen to know exactly what they are talking about. I remember when I graduated from OSU I didn’t have a job yet and I felt like the boat had left and I was still at shore since I had no idea where or what I was going to do. Luckily the door to Japan opened and the rest is history.
Ok, someone just turned up the music and Foreigner’s “I want to know what love is” is trying to drown out my Biggie Smalls; Hypnotize is now blasting my ears to drown out Foreigner; the sound doesn’t go any higher on my phone.
But as I was saying it is graduation season and I can feel the excitement if I just direct my thoughts on those I know who are graduating; one needs only open up Facebook to be flooded with the images after all.
The first person I think of is a lovely young lady named Meo who sat next to me at Buffalo Wild Wings. With two kids I NEVER get to go out and in fact the last time I did something like I’m doing at this very moment I met Meo which was about a year and a half ago I think. I was minding my own business at the bar eating extremely hot wings and learning that my tolerance for the hotter side of the scale has greatly increased. Then, this attractive Asian girl sat next to me but seemed to be somewhat in disguise with thick rimmed glasses and a fedora. As it turned out she was from Oklahoma, here for a wedding and had been Snap Chatting long distance with the bartender. She came incognito to see if he might recognize her through the disguise which he did not. She finally let him know who she was. This was all happening right next to me and I had to jump in to the sporadic conversation – the bartender guy was working after all so it could be said that I did her a favor so she didn’t have to sit in awkward silence while her romantic interest was slinging drinks.
She told me a little about herself and I told her about my life and lo and behold we connected on the fact that we could both speak Japanese. She is from Oklahoma and of Vietnamese heritage while I’m originally from Ohio and as white as bread; and we connect on Japanese??
So, we became Facebook friends and although we never interact, from her posts I know she is about to graduate and for someone as talented as she is was hoping she would get out of Oklahoma! I shot her a message of encouragement to high tail it to Japan as soon as possible with an English teaching job but she is too scared and didn’t want to leave her mother.
This makes me think about the thousands of other young people who are about to leave the nurturing confines of academia and venture in to the wide world where life isn’t planned out for you. I’m almost 40 and some people I know haven’t really done much since high school; it is as though they are just bobbing along as the stream of life carries them along and their only effort is perhaps a paddle or two every few years or so. I also know MBA students who were so eager for a job that they took something extremely boring and in the middle of nowhere like at Scott’s Paper. That’s what you do after graduation, you get a job; and then you get married; and then life dictates you should have some kids.
And you do these things and then fifteen to twenty years later decide that this isn’t the life you wanted and so you want to make a change but are just as clueless about what you want to do as you were at graduation. So in a huff you get a divorce and get on Tinder and swipe right a lot and left a little and go on some dates and maybe even get laid; because this is exciting and you needed a change; you were feeling stuck and constricted and just needed to get out. But then after many dates you realize that dating is a lot of work and even getting laid gets boring and is something that could even be done from home, by yourself with much less effort. And then you post lots of pictures on Facebook about how well you’re doing because everything on Facebook is a very accurate portrayal of reality. But then you realize that you don’t have many friends because all the friends are either married with kids or they were mutual friends with your ex and asking them to go out could be awkward.
And I’m now listening to Dave Matthew’s ‘Satellite” which was one of my favorite songs of all time; it reminds me of going to visit my best friend Ross at Penn State University. He was on the wrestling team and I can tell you those parties were never boring to put it mildly; and that was almost twenty years ago, time sure goes quickly. At those parties I would be playing beer pong and doing keg stands and now I feel very fortunate to have enough time to drink exactly three beers while I write a post and not be interrupted over and over and over so much so that it makes it impossible to get into any sort of train of thought and write them down.
Reading back on what I wrote I wonder what people reading this may be thinking. People are always trying to derive meaning from things even when there is no hidden meaning, no sublime nuance or anything like that. If you must know I’m just trying something which I call ‘free-writing’ and it isn’t something I learned, I just decided to drink beer, in a pub and write down thoughts as they come in my journal. I guess it could be called “Stream of Consciousness writing” but as I’ve pointed out in a previous post I’m not a writer so I don’t know what the hell it would be called. I like to call it free writing. And no, it is not about me, and I’m not having a mid-life crisis; and if you keep pushing me for an answer I’d say my life is quite spectacular and to quit bothering me; I just like to write in my journal!
But even if it was about me I doubt it would be wise to write in a journal I keep online. Probably better to just go buy a fast car or motorcycle and get to the gym because you haven’t worked out in eons and are probably going to pull a hamstring, but you don’t care because you’ll feel like you’re in better shape and maybe the girls will start checking out all those muscles.
Well, a young group of kids about 25 or so just came in and are seated next to me. They have no idea that I’m writing about them at this very moment as they inspect the beer list. The girl has a septum nose ring and to be honest I really cannot see why the hell anyone would want one of those; it makes girls look like an orphaned gypsy for God’s sakes. And speaking of not knowing if people are writing about you or reading what you write I really wish this Mac came with a rearview mirror so I could see if any drunks at the bar behind me are trying to read these very words. I just took a look at them and they have long hair, tattoos and from their age would most likely need spectacles to read these words as I’m not exactly close.
And so these kids are still looking at the beer list and they are 25 and most likely graduated a while ago and are still trying to figure out what they are going to do with their lives. Now three of them have just left and the girl with the septum ring is still sitting there. I’m intrigued; what is this game they play? I give it a thirty percent chance they come back smelling like pot.
Well one guy came back and I didn’t get any wiff of pot. I did catch them looking at me out of the corner of my eye; one of my talents is knowing everything that is going on around me without looking directly at them; except for right behind me because as I said my Mac needs a rearview mirror. Perhaps they were trying to figure out what the symbol on my hat is; the only ones that might get it are my type of people and the club is small. My hat is Tadashi Hamada’s hat from Big Hero 6.
Ok, now I need to make a decision. I’m halfway through my third beer and I’m wondering if I should order another one and continue writing or pack it up and go back home? I’m still listening to ‘Satellite’ and have replayed it about six times now – great song. If I go back home it is likely that the family will be home as well and my writing extravaganza will come to an abrupt end. I’m also still extremely tired and would want to sleep which would be impossible as Ren will insist I drive the remote control Darth Vader car while he tries to hit it with Thomas the Train. It doesn’t seem right that Thomas the Train would be attacking Darth Vader but two year olds make their own rules. In fact perhaps there is much to be learned from two year olds. Here is what Ren has taught me.
When something happens that you don’t like just stick your tongue out and do like camels do when displeased. This will ensure the other party knows how you feel and is very hard to misinterpret. Also, when you get hurt or someone does something you don’t like raise a hell of a fuss then forget about it and be laughing five minutes later. Two year olds are masters at the art of letting things go. Two year olds also take pleasure in the simple things like staring down into the water of a fish tank and touching the water even though the water touching annoys the crap out of Dad because he is very concerned about contaminants and the PH of the tank! Two year olds also enjoy bath time a lot; so much so that they never want to come out. Baths are great and perhaps I haven’t been taking as much pleasure int them as I should have. Try new things! Ren always wants to try everything, especially if he sees his big brother do it. Climb up on to the back of the couch and jump face first into the cushions? Why the hell not! I would actually like to join him but I don’t think the wife would appreciate that too much.
I also still have to go to ACE hardware to by ant poison because we have some very persistent ants that aren’t getting the memo that all the tape we’ve put over any openings mean they are not welcome in the living room. They are coming in through a heating vent and as much as I hate to use poison I’m going to do it because they are invading our personal space and I won’t stand for it.
Ok, I’ve made a decision – it is time to pack up and go home. I don’t even know what I just wrote and true to form am certainly not going to proofread, check for grammar mistakes or even if I’ve been coherent. And I think ‘Crossroads’ by the Bone Thugs is a good song to wrap up this post to. Now I just need to get my check.
And those two other kids still haven’t come back yet – they’re up to shenanigans I’m sure of it!