Where’s the Beef
I’m sick and tired of these inane and meaningless conversations that I’ve had with people. No, a specific conversation does not come to mind. But sometimes you begin this chat with an acquaintance and discover it is absolutely pointless and you are talking about nothing. You are just blithely exchanging clever turns of phrase that mean nothing but roll off the young adult tongue with a certain panache only the immature can muster. What’s the point in having a conversation like that? To show off one’s knowledge of the current vernacular? Well, it may be to get to know that person better and then proceed to conversations on a more meaningful level; but I am a believer in talking about something the two of you feel something about. That’s where gossip can come in; as an avenue to common ground. But I don’t mean gossip; I just value having that superficial conversations about something, anything but not nothing, good God not nothing.
Glad I got that out.
We partied all day/night today. It was laying outside, playing tennis with the re-strung/re-gripped racket [i lost and won; like life], it was dining with family, it was dining/partying at the clinic party, it was bummin’ around at Nils’, it was Woodbury Days with an interesting balloon story, it was eating at Applebee’s, it was the movie at Steve’s. It was great.
As for the balloons, we made Simon the beacon by tying three helium balloons into a mega balloon chain traveling straight up above him. We could see him straight across everything; 100’s of yards away. Wow! What a great idea for the State Fair. Think I’ll try it if I go to the Great Minnesota Fattening.