Scattered thoughts 4/10/09

-Holy shit y'all it's Easter and Passover weekend and all that! Where the hell did this come from? Seriously, it just hit me on like, Tuesday or something. Today's supposed to be the day that Jesus died and I haven't even had a Cadbury creme egg yet! I am so hopelessly Godless right now.

-I'm convinced that if The Wire were still on the air, the new DeAnglo Barksdales, Stringer Bells, and Marlow Stanfields on the show would be using coded language on Twitter to organize their drug-trafficking operations.

-The other day I heard a song that I hadn't heard in a while that always makes me think of one person, a person who happens to be the one great love I've had in my life. Funny how songs can do that, no? Anyway, I was thinking about this person and how years have passed since we've been together and life has moved on and a million and one things have changed over that period of time, but how still to this very day she's the one person who can absolutely rip my soul to shreds with the mere use of a few select words. It's funny how certain people can get to you in such a profound way, isn't it? I mean...here I am a guy in my mid-thirties, I think it's safe to say that I've lived more and done more in that time than most guys my age who live in the United States of America, and in that time I've evolved greatly and have a sort of inner peace about certain things that is protected by a pretty thick skin. Sure I have a lot of inner turmoil, a shitload of it actually, but I've become so deft at hiding it from the rest of the world that others can't seem to see it. The little vulnerability I did have in this realm has been hardened by my time spent on the internet...those first few nasty comments and emails would get to me a bit, but now they barely phase me when I do get them. So anyway, like I was saying, things don't get to me like they used to, which is kind of sad I guess, perhaps I've turned cold and am losing the ability to feel much of anything, but it is what it is I suppose. But here's the thing...this aforementioned person I'm always reminded of by this aforementioned song, this girl, this "one great love of my life," can literally put me into the fetal position. No shit. She can just destroy me, and I don't think that there's ever been anyone else in my life who could do that, and I doubt anyone else ever will be able to again. Because of this, I actually fear her because she is able to touch places of vulnerability that others are simply incapable of touching. I say all of this because it just strikes me as kind of remarkable how certain people in our lives have the ability to do that. Years can pass and life can change but then one day they can come walking back into your life and reduce you to a pile of mush. I wonder if these people realize the amount of power they hold in their hands by possessing such abilities?

-Let me be unequivocal about the fact that I am all for normalizing relations with Cuba. It's beyond head-scratching that this dumb embargo is still in place after all these years. But to visit Castro in Cuba and then return to the United States and to heap praise upon him in the media like some sort of God-like figure on Earth, as certain members of the Congressional Black Caucus did this week, is one of the more mindbogglingly stupid things I've ever seen.

-If you're bored and need something to make you howl AND feel better about yourself as a human being, go over and visit my friends at Kissing Suzy Kolber and read the single most douchiest email ever sent in the history of douchey email.

-I'm not usually too big on watching golf on TV, but I'm looking forward to watching The Masters this weekend. That and eating some crawfish later tonight have me quite stoked. It just wouldn't be Good Friday without crawfish where I come from. Y'all have a good one.