Sunday, September 26, 2010

Star Gazing


Like the moon illuminating the shoreline, her smile offered beauty and intrigue into what would have normally been a dreary day. Void of requirement or purpose, it was sincere.

He began to look beyond her smile and notice the accompanying stars that complimented her universe. In particular, he noticed a pair of star ear rings she was wearing. Simple but unique in the sense that the stars were something seen but not noticed each day by the common man, he appreciated her style. As only young boys and old men will do, he took a moment from his stressful day to gaze at the stars and appreciated the moment.

As he contemplated the endless possibilities, he relished in the fact that while he had been intently staring at her, she had not become uncomfortable. In fact, it was as if she was admiring some celestial traits of him.

The moment ended as quickly as it had begun. She had captured his imagination and intrigue as only the heavens could. As she walked by him, he muttered, "I wish upon on a star"

Feeling maybe she had dropped something or forgotten part of her coffee order, she hesitated and asked, "Pardon me?"

"See you tomorrow?"

She smiled, and told him she was in town for business but would be leaving the next day. But before she had finished walking through the small crowd awaiting their orders, she said something that would forever make him appreciate the night's sky.

"You know, you never see the same sky two nights in a row. It's always best to appreciate it when you see it and try not to forget."

And forget he would never.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

That's what friends are for...

If we lose everyone else, you will still be my best friend.

I was recently married. Sorry I didn't tell you. You're my best friend

The person that ruined your life; I fucked them up and they have moved to Canada. You will not have a day in court, you will not be able to face them when you become a man. I did that for you because you are my best friend.

Did you win the baseball playoff game? Did you play? Sorry I didn't make it. You're my best friend

Good job scoring the touchdown man, that is great! Maybe I'll make the next game. You're my best friend.

Thanks for understanding I'm not into basketball as much as you which is why I didn't make a game. You're my best friend.

I'm so proud of how you sacrificed and worked through your military training. I didn't make it to the graduation so your instructors could tell me how you graduated in the top 1%. I'm lucky to have a best friend like you.

Congratulations on your first born son! Sorry I couldn't make it out for the birth as I had other things going on. I'm happy for you because you are my best friend.

I know you said to be sure to make it out for your daughters birth but, due to the difficulties with the pregnancy and the nature of her handicap, I thought it would be better to give you space instead of support. Let me know if you need anything because you're my best friend.

A second son! I know you really wanted that I and am happy for you. I couldn't make it out for the birth because of so many things going on here. Just know I'm happy for you because you are my best friend.

I've been sick for some time now. I've had a relapse of skin cancer and the head injury I suffered is really affecting me. I know that I don't tell you anything about my ailments, even when you ask, but just know that it is because I don't want to burden you. I keep these things from you because you are my best friend.

One more thing and don't ever forget this, I love you man.

I love you too dad.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Do You Know What One Is?

After arguing during the entire way back from school with her older brother, Sara had had enough from Cal and promptly engaged in elevating her level of insults that she had learned during the course of the previous days.

"Cal, you are such a douche bag"

What Sara didn't know, by virtue of Cal entering the home first was, that both parents had overheard the last part of the conversation. Cal being older but still impulsive and limited in his stressed vernacular observations muttered, "Mother Fucker" upon seeing his parents.

Cal was not worried so much about his parents witnessing the argument with Sara but rather, the lenghty "talking to" they were about to receive from each in their quest to out-parent the other. As if on que, the father addresses Sara with, "Sara, where did you hear that?"

"At School"

"Do you know what a Douche Bag is?"

"No, I just heard it at school"

"Well Sara, a douche bag is a bag a woman fills with vinegar, water, and other things and then uses it to clean her vagina"

"Gross" Sara exclaimed while covering her ears.

"Come with me and I'll show you one" the dad said while getting a huge laugh from the mother and son as her face changed to bright red.

Not to be outdone as well as teach Cal a lesson, the mother asks, "Cal, do you know what a Mother Fucker is?"

Seeing Sara escape punishment, Cal quickly implemented the same strategy as Sara while predicting his embarrassment level would be greatly reduced.

"No, I just heard it at school" Cal quipped

"Well Cal, it is not a very nice word to say especially if you don't know what it is" she began while Cal became slightly agitated with what appeared to be the pending equivalent to a Senate Hearing on worker compensation in Angola.

As the father looked over at Cal as if to say, "Listen to your mother" followed by the compassionate look of an attorney walking his murder client in front of a Texas Jury, a look of panic overtook him.

"Well, if you don't know what one is Cal" she continued while motioning to the bedroom, "Come with me and I'll show you".