Welcome back everyone after a little break. I hope you didn’t miss my words of wisdom too much! We’re back on our regular schedule of Tuesday, Thursday, Moron (“Friday”). I hope you’ll join me again in my quest to make sense of the world.
I first thought I’d write about the 200 + Libyans that sunk in a boat on their trek to Italy through the Mediterranean. Illegal immigration shows a different face when hundreds die (article). But, let’s be honest. It’s Tuesday, and the last thing you (or I) need at this point to get us through the Spring season (ie random snow blizzards) is a depressing story.
So, instead, let’s talk about drinking and being young. Tim Kreider was brave enough to write about his formidable years (also known as our 20′s) and his drinking buddies. He explains: “my friends and I were spending whole days eating oysters, drinking pitchers of mimosas and beer, and laughing ’til we wept on decks overlooking the Chesapeake Bay. There is really no drinking half as enjoyable as daytime drinking”.
While I don’t necessarily condone such an approach to alcohol and life, I did get a laugh by reading his hilarious article on his college and post college years on drinking. Something rang true when he writes that it doesn’t get much better than “sitting idly around having hilarious conversations with friends”. I would have to agree. The time we spend with friends and family, and the laughter, make this world a little more livable. Anyone who knows me personally knows that I’ll be the first to laugh, no matter how awkward it might be. And that’s when I’m at my happiest.
Finally, though, he punches in a sober word or two by saying, “Being clearheaded is such a peculiar novelty that it’s almost like being on some subtle, intriguing new drug.” Feeling good and healthy is my new drug too. Weird. I just think we all have to work a little extra hard to stay on it. Why can’t we get addicted to it as easily? (work out freaks aside, ‘cuz they’re just weird).
At the same time, too often too many of our brothers and sisters of the party fall victims to what we call careers, marriage, mortgages, children. Every invitation (or Facebook notice) I get of a wedding, I lose a little more hope for humanity and our possibility to rock on and rock out. Kreider speaks of his friends’ toast: “Gentlemen — our lives are unbelievably great.” Yeah, I think so too. Let’s have a laugh and throw our middle finger up to all those boring people out there!
by M. Adam Carroll
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I don’t really know what happened with our recently fame to de-famed quarterback. I’ve always loved him on the field. He’s a true competitor. Gotta love a quarterback that lays out blocks for his teammates. I don’t see that blond guy from the Chargers doing such manly things. If anything, he scurries off to the sideline, because he’s afraid of a little contact.
