A Life's Pursuit: Thursday
Showing posts with label Thursday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thursday. Show all posts

Thursday, May 07, 2009

Doing FISH!

old friends




It has been an incredibly beautiful day, despite the absence of the Pensive for a couple of days. The sky has been littered with huge puffy clouds with warm sunshine looking around every edge. Its one of the surest signs that summer is back. That crystal blue, those pearly clouds and that unmistakeable smell in the air of energy. Its no secret that I love energy. I would probably O.D. on it if I could. The only thing better about summer than making new friends are the times you spend with the "old" friends. Some folks you can not see for eons of time and when you get together, its just like yesterday.


There's a million reasons that people lose touch and sometimes even part; any of which may seem or be very valid at that moment. Some are worth going back for if its possible; and sometimes its not. I'm a possibility thinker; so I tend to think yes, it can happen. In my 40+ years, there are only 4 that I have lost touch with and most of those I have reclaimed and vise versa (or at least I hope). Some where out there, beneath the pale blue .....

Dan McGuinness Nashville
Our Thursday Habit, Dan McGuinness!




Anywhoo...one of my favorite discoveries during a very turbulent time in my working career is an irish pub. I didnt know everyone's name but we all knew each other's face. You could eat outside and listen to live music under the unfathomable cloak of a Music City sky. Today I had the privaledge of being there again. Thursday is their "fish day" all day for only $6.00!!! Boy is it batter-fried tasty! Better than the food was the company of an old friend M. B. Great food and good friends are a fantastic combination. Time was limited but it was worth a lifetime of laughs.

Old friends are great! They "get" you already. There's no explanations or being shy; sometimes words arent even required. Old friends have seen you at your best and worst and you've laughed about them all together. Thats one of the rare treasures in this life. Old friends are harder to fool because they really know who you are all too well. The good news is that it goes both ways and thats what makes great relationships; the ability to love beyond faults. Thank God, cause I'm never gonna be perfect and besides, the thought of that bores me. I was created for the unexpected and I like it just that way.

Here's a cheers to you all and you know who you are..."cheers" mates!

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Thursday Thinkings: Journey to the Weekend!



Today is the launch of Thursday Thinkings of whose goal I must reveal later. Meanwhile here in now sunny Nashville, it is a day not untypical of any other. It rained in the morning and is completely different by noon. You gotta love change, it never changes. Hopefully the same innocent wonder of childhood is always within us, wondering, exploring and creating dreams in the world around us. There are magic things about kinds that they always love: bubbles, balloons, magic, glow-in-the-dark and 3-D! I must be still a kid at heart too!


Happy 40th Tiny!My nephew is in Disneyland and I am sure he is having a great time. I talked briefly with him by phone and he could hardly contain his excitement. I wonder how I would have felt at that age seeing a giant rat coming toward me; but times have changed since then. This weekend my dearest oldest friend Tiny turns the F' word, 40! We always knew this day would come. It seems funny how old people seem when your aren't their age. I dont suppose I would go back even if I could. Nonetheless birthdays are great! Its a cause for celebration and fun. I think it will be an excellent weekend for a great IMAX 3-D movie, "Journey to the Center of the Earth." Since we already went "Zorbing," and neither of us believe in unnecessary risk (wink), I suppose skydiving is out along with bungie jumping. So lets eat!

butt ox


If it wasnt Thursday, would Friday still be the end of the week? I look forward to the return of the Pensive. My friend Bendy has given me a new nickname that I think I like, "MaxiFrog." Despite sounding like a new mini tampon or FBD (female battery device) [dont steal that, its mine. I meant the acronym] it has some real potiential for a nerd like me. Its a LAM night and that too is more that fun can describe. Hmmm...much rambling about little to be quantified; but you already knew that.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Thursday Flash!

Hmmmm.....
Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

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Thursday, February 07, 2008

The Hearts of Men; the Soul of Angels

dead angels


Its Thursday and its been one of those weeks that lasts a month. The minutes crawl by with the speed of cold molassass on a frozen country morning in the hills of the heartland. My words fight inside my skull like trapped angry popcorn springing and exploding in every direction at all times. I dont know if that is good or bad; on the other hand, I dont know why that matters enuf that I should ask such a question at each crux of the road. And here I sit above the popcorn staring and marveling at the same time of its repeated strains against an impassable barrier. Outside I hear the sirens of a fire engine going to rescue the helpless. Who are the helpless? Was it their destiny or their choice? I dont know; but the popcorn crashes into the dome and then is pelted back to the surface too hot for it to survive and too tired to spring again. The mitosis of thought is like that; with the end of every thought is the birth of another. What magic makes such things so?




Bruce Springstein in my ears attempts to distract me from time seeming to run in reverse. I am listening one of the truely great songs of his bountiful career. Some might argue that music has color; my response would be does life? Are we not all stings of the same chord of a song we think we determine the notes of running down its chorus with few ideas of the notes ahead or when the song ends....? Nonetheless...."Philadelphia;" what a great song with incredible lyrics. The deep haunting of a soul bass draws you into the muse of a story so delicate its deadly and the truth leaks out into yesterday's memories and today's tradgedies....


Philadelphia
I was bruised and battered and
I couldnt tell What I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window
I didnt know my own face
Oh brother are you gonna leave me
Wastin´away
On the streets of philadelphia
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