Ein kleiner Freitag Nacht Blog

(Hey, if it’s good enough for Beethoven, it’s good enough for me.)

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Tonight’s background music is provided by Earl Klugh Live at Java Jazz Festival 2013.  Earl is one of my all-time favorite jazz musicians.  And, as if that in itself were not enough, he has as a member of his band, Nelson Rangell, who is without a doubt one of the world’s most amazing woodwind players.  I particularly recommend listening to “Doc” to hear Nelson’s musical expertise.  “Doc” is classic Earl Klugh.

For those of you tallying the days on your cell walls, today was Friday.

Fridays are almost always awesome just because they are Friday.   It’s the same principal that makes attractive people popular simply because they’re attractive.  Friday is the super-popular kid in the high school of the weekdays.

Okay, so we’ve established I’m not really good at metaphor.

Or simile.

Today was another typically surreal day at work.  Every day at work is like being trapped in a “Biff’s World” cartoon.  But I smile my way through it.  After all, it is my primary source of ideas for more “Biff’s World” cartoons.

Today was another blistering hot day here in Dallas.  I’m not sure how hot it got since I didn’t drive home during the hottest part of the day like I usually do.  Still, my car’s temperature readout hit 109 (42.8 C) on the way home this afternoon.  So, I’m guessing it probably hit 111 or so before the day was over.

It was decided that it would be a good evening to drive to the Galleria Dallas and walk around.  It’s much too hot to walk around outside, so why not go walk around in air conditioned splendor?

Besides, the people-watching at the Galleria is always top notch.  Of course, much of the humanity one sees there will make one shake one’s head and question whether or not Noah should have built that ark.  I am generally an optimistic person, but it is hard to imagine humanity ever amounting to much whilst observing one’s fellow humans in large quantities.

The fashion choices alone makes one question the sanity of the average person-on-the-street.  It is quite fashionable now to wear things that literally would have gotten people a one-way ticket to the Funny Farm back in my youth.  That’s not to say that it’s a bad thing.  In a way I envy people that are growing up in in age where anything goes (fashion-wise) and where they need not be self-conscious about wearing a rag-tag collection of this-and-that that looks as if it were fished out of the dumpster behind the Salvation Army.  But it’s okay, because they probably paid thousands of dollars for it, so it is, by definition, fashionable.

So, all in all it was a good day.  I’m so thankful to live in the Age of Air Conditioning.  I’m grateful to be able to dine at a fine Mexican restaurant next to an ice rink underneath a crystal dome in one of the hottest places on earth.  I’m happy to be able to sit at an air-conditioned “outdoor” cafe and have a frozen chocolate frapacino while reading a book that was written in the 1930s on my phone and while also people watching.  I am blessed that, less than an hour after doing that, I can be home in my pajamas and listening to a jazz concert that was recorded 6 years ago while I write a how-do-you-do letter to people all over the world.

What a wondrous age we live in.   (Bizarre fashions notwithstanding.)

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!  Stay cool out there!

6 comments

  1. Like you, I LOVE my creature comforts – listening to fantasy fiction while walking in the great outdoors, going for a 10K run in 72 degree temps – MUCH more civilized. My father is a huge jazz fan – my preference in that genre is keyboards, esp. Monk. It is like pressure washing my brain.

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    • I love jazz, too, Wilt. I find it is great music to write by, or to do any activity that requires concentration. I lean more towards modern “light” jazz more so than traditional jazz, though I like that too.

      And I would kill for some temps in the low 70s. We only get about a week and a half of that some time in February or March. After that, we’re doomed to 6 months of intense summer.

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