State of the Groove

I find myself in the unlikeliest of predicaments.

I do not want to tell my friends how great parenting can be, for fear that their experience will not be so swell and make them feel lesser.

I do not want to tell my friends how awful parenting can be, for fear that their trials will not be so great, and I will have poisoned their outlook.

For myself, I can have anything I want...  and I don't care for it anymore.

I am impossible to shop for. 

Presents are hopeless. 

Though I enjoy the people that wish to give me the presents immensely, for the sheer notion that they wanted to try.

Sure, there are some things I will try when curiosity intersects opportunity... but nothing that I want enough to go out and actually get because I am somehow driven to posses them.

I do not have access to every album or music file that I have ever coveted.

However, this leaves open the door to the magic that happens when I chance across a hearing of one of those tunes.

I have not read and do not own every comics collection that could possibly fascinate me for hours/days on end.

I have not watched every movie that would reduce me to guy-grunts.

I have not read every book that would make me put it down at times and sigh, "damn".

And that is fine.

They are still out there.

I leave open the chance for happy surprises and thrilling encounters.

I want to learn more of the unknown. 

I want experiences. 

I think I want the knowledge of things without possessing the things themselves.

I want to lease life, and always trade it in for the newest model.

I adore reading and returning library books for free.

Listening to college radio makes me nostalgically giddy  (really surprised the program accepted that usage; I was all set to change it to "giddy with nostalgia" but I digress - and need another shot of that Very Old Barton 90 proof 6 Year  - which isn't really all that old, but I am round the bend now).

I am delighted by both of my daughters' imagination and emerging sense of humor.

I am high like an idiot when browsing a good selection at a liquor store... and drunk shortly thereafter.

Did you ever hear the one about what a car and an elephant have in common?  The four year old busts out with that on the way home and I can't stop laughing until we're in the garage.  Just wait until she finds Nantucket on the map.