I make lots of poor choices in my life, I mean a LOT, but what started off as a drunken joke has led to a few interesting friendships and a constant reminder that sanity is but a dangling thread, to be cut at the first sign of criticism, judgement, or rejection.
It’s 2:38 in the morning and I am listening to a string of the greatest jazz albums I have ever heard (Time Out by Brubeck, The Marsalis Family Celebration, Come By Me by Harry Connick, Jr. and the Complete Charlie Parker with Strings) all of these albums feature groups of different configurations playing (or swinging as Jazzbos call it) with one goal in mind, great music.
Last year a “Bad” man died, we can’t prove it but I suspect he was a “Smooth Criminal”, after all “Billie Jean” probably had a “Child’s Heart”, and as soon as “She was Out of (his) Life” he went “Off the Wall” and found a “Pretty Young Thing” to “Give in to (him)” “In the Closet”. I just hope he didn’t “Jam” it in there because you don’t want “Blood on the Dance Floor”, okay maybe “Just a Little Bit”, and they at least “(Come) Together”. With any luck the kid will repress it and not have to “Remember the Time”, but if he does look at the “Man in The Mirror” and “Scream”, he can always just move to a “Place with No Name”. Don’t take this personally, you didn’t know him, so “Another Day” with him won’t matter, and besides “You Don’t Wanna Be Startin’ Something” so “Beat it!”
This is a message I got on Facebook about a month ago, at first I considered just quietly removing the sender from my friends list, then I thought of a more Brandonic solution to the problem, thus this note.
I didn’t see you as competition, you were just enjoying your manga and vanilla bean frapuccino, I remember the non-verbal head nod you gave me as I went to order a tall white chocolate mocha, but something inside of you changed when she walked in.
About three weeks after I moved into my frat house, I got a call from an old friend from high school, she had just moved into her new house down in Oklahoma City, I decided to play good friend and go see it and maybe get some free booze, its thoughts like these that will get me killed one day.