The weather is gorgeous again and will be all Memorial Day weekend long, but while all my friends seem to have gone out of town and I'm sitting here waiting for my chicken wings to get here (I'm incredibly gluttonous when no one's looking) I thought I'd share a few random thoughts with you.
While I was taking a shower yesterday, I saw a bug struggling to survive. Is there anything in this world that makes you feel more powerful than that moment when you see a tiny insect in the shower fighting for survival. I'm a sucker and I hate killing anything so I always save them, but really, you're kind of playing god at that point whether the bug lives or dies. It's struggle is always futile no matter how hard it tries. It's up to you to step up and decide it's fate. As if you look over at a fictional emperor waiting for the thumbs up or thumbs down. Maximus the Merciful!
The guy below often comes upstairs to complain that my music is too loud. My music has never been this quiet in my life. In fact, the last time he came up I was literally reading the Economist listening to Miles Davis (that made me sound old). He said it was the bass and I told him I had my sub as low as it it could go and then later realized that it was actually unplugged. I preface with this story to drive home the point that I'm a great neighbor. The guy above me rotates his music selection between opera, techno, and show tunes. Seriously. At a very high volume and often late at night. On a couple occasions I have been tempted to go upstairs and tell him to stop being an asshole, but I think of my asshole neighbor downstairs and think better of it. I mention this now because he is listening to opera and while I don't mind the music, I'm trying to watch Blade: Trinity in peace.
Lastly, this made me happy. He might not be the best on the uke but he's much better than me and he closes his eyes when he sings. You have to love that. I can feel his pain.
Go big. Have a safe long weekend.
-M, p, z & shredder
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