Showing Some Love
New Worlds and Old.
The other day I was going to make this piece about how my honey and I are big kids and you can’t take us anywhere. Everywhere we go we make friends and everywhere we go we seem to create good times. I was poking and whacking at him with a plastic sword in Target and hit some guy on accident. Of course I turned, giggling and apologized, both of the guys were laughing too, we all joked about it again at the register. Who does that? Who goes out and randomly makes friends from three states away, takes them out to party, end up dancing with well-dressed 80 year old guys in biker bars? Who does that? You can’t take us anywhere. My bet is that I made that guy’s night; he got down and danced his ass off. I hope when I am that age I am still getting dolled up and trying to dance with pretty young girls. My honey and I have such a good time together. We make friends everywhere we go; no matter how much we pretend to be dark and anti-social. It leads us to whole new worlds, either it will be more fun than you know what to do with, or you will be embarrassed. It’s not like we go out looking for trouble or intends to make friends everywhere we go, it just happens. I take it to mean that we are just that cool, even strangers can see it. I never thought I would be a part of one of those sickeningly sweet couples but now that I am here I really like the feeling. You can’t take us anywhere, we have too much fun together, that’s what love is all about.
I have mentioned before that I have been spending a bunch of time playing Need for Speed the Run, this has not changed and this is why my writing has been kind of erratic lately. This has also become one of my new worlds since I have never really played video games online before. I was always afraid I would never be able to keep up, that I was never good enough to play with REAL gamers. Since I can hold my own, I have made some friends while playing, guys I race with that are a lot of fun and let me win now and then. It is definitely something I never expected and what surprised me the most is that they are all near my age, I always figured that gamers were most allies like 10 to 15 year olds. I am sure all those kids are out there and are nice kids but I am far too violent and potty mouthed to allow kids that age into my life. My downstairs neighbor is an acceptation, I think in a way, she looks up to me and I take that responsibility seriously. When I was her age I remember the people I hung out with that were my age now and I think that she could do a lot worse. One of the biggest reasons I have accepted getting old is that at least I am a cool old person. All of this is new worlds for me, for years I stuck with the same circle of friends so branching out has been very satisfying. There is a big bad world out there and I am glad that as I fearlessly adventure out into it, I have been met with friendly responses. Meeting new people is becoming one of my new favorite hobbies; the world is my oyster and all that.
My writing has allowed me to connect with so many people I would have never met. It makes me thankful that I decided to stop hiding; it makes me feel like I might be doing something somewhat important just by being me, and something I have always proudly been. Being seen and seeing things on a bigger, broader horizon has allowed me to stop questioning myself so much, it has given me a bit of confidence that I never really had before. Sure, I am just as crazy as everyone always thought but now I see that is not a bad thing; there are plenty of other crazy people out there too. The world needs more crazy and I appreciate every person out there who flies their freak flag high, someday I hope I can meet them all. One day at a time, the freaks shall inherit the earth.
As much as I love all the new people in my life, there are so many old friends that I would be lost without. Sundays have been my favorite night of the week for years now because it is the night we have family dinner. It may not be your typical dinner or your typical family but it works for us, it makes Monday hurt a little less when you spend the night before eating, drinking and spending time with friends and loved ones. It is good to have tradition and at least once a week, we all have a good homemade feast.
For as many years as I can remember, we have all gone to rock shows together too. This summer is shaping up to be another wild one. In a few weeks, our Sunday dinners will become cook outs by the pool and weekend nights are going to be filled with all sorts of great shows. For a while I got discouraged and thought I should grow up and stop rocking out all the time. When I got thrown out of my favorite bar I thought it was all over, I figured I would just go see the bands I love most when I get the chance, stop making it the focus. It is just too much fun though and I doubt I will ever grow out of going to shows. Now the trick is to stop drinking so much that I have to take pictures and video to remember the night, I guess that’s how you grow up. Since I haven’t had my license I have kind of lost my self-control, my health is becoming more of an issue now. Even though I have been feeling like I am too old, I still have a weekend of some of my favorite bands and the best of friends coming up quite soon. No matter the age, you don’t lose it once you have it; dancing with the old guy the other night proves that. Tonight I found out about another awesome show on my birthday at this bar that is becoming my favorite. Ever since I started writing about music on the examiner.com I have been writing about metal shows and the last piece I wrote was about that bar so I feel like I had to write about how excited I am about screaming chick metal on my birthday here instead of there. It feels like I should pretend to be into other kinds of music because I really am, I am excited about Willy Wonka being the play in the park this summer too and I am very excited for booze cruises this summer, all of which will be written about at some point. Sometimes I make myself ill with how much I write about being happy but I figure joy is contagious, maybe I can take everyone along for the ride, through my new worlds as I discover them and my old worlds as I keep holding on for the long haul.
Everything can change
In the blink of an eye
Nothing is out of range
Not even the sky
4/17/2012 9:29 PM
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