Archive for December, 2005

“A long time ago, we used to be friends…”

There was this part of me that was really eager to see these people again. Have they changed? Have we grown up?

And as I stood in the parking lot of the Alumni Club waiting for my friends to pick me up on a brisk Wednesday night in December, I don’t feel bad at all about ditching the people inside. Yes, it was good to see them. Yes, there were people in there who I honestly wish I had stayed in touch with…but the truth of the matter is I haven’t changed.

I still smile. I still laugh. I still hate myself for never understanding their world. For being judgmental and borderline unforgiving.

I looked at some of those faces that night and couldn’t help but think, “We were never friends. Don’t pretend that you ever liked me.”

I can’t say that it was the worst night of my life because it wasn’t. My old friend Julie put the shindig together and if I have one regret about that whole experience from those skirted days, to that night, to now, it’s that she and I aren’t as close as we used to be.

We used to call each other “Best Friend”. Yes, we even had those silly half charms. She gave it to me for one of my birthdays, which one in particular eludes me, but I remember it. We did those things that best friends are supposed to do. We even fought. Hell, I gave her a black eye. The first decent punch I ever threw…even if it was an accident.

I can’t say that we drifted apart because that’s not how it happened. We were ripped apart. I can take the blame now because I grew up. I realized my folly and I wish that things had turned out differently. But they didn’t. Our relationship was never the same after that. And this one is seriously my fault.

And as I stood in the parking lot of the Alumni Club waiting for my friends to pick me up on a brisk Wednesday night in December…I thought of her. If there was one person in that room full of old faces and memories…if there was one person I was honestly glad to see and if there was one person I had to say good-bye to it was her.

Julie.

“J”

My best friend.

And it’s true…a long time ago, we used to be friends…

You Think You’ll Find Some Mountains

in western Colorado
fifty weeks of snowy peaks
is where you’re gonna be
but babe the rocky mountains are gradually eroding
the hills of coors are nothing more
than blue ridge wannabes

a turkey on it’s belly
a chicken on it’s back
anyway you look at it
you’ll find her on the map
she revels in the seasons
shakes hands with the north
hugs the land of dixie while dancing on the porch

you think that autumns in new england
are the greatest of them all
but give me sweet virginia for the fireworks of fall
the prettiest october in all the fifty states
just drive up to the skyline
park the car and wait

so grow up colorado
excuse me tennessee
if you don’t mind, north caroline
here’s where i want to be

(chorus)
when you’re talking home
you mean the old dominion
just southeast of heaven to the surf and the hills
she’s the best of thirteen sisters
and thirty seven more
sweet sweet virginia always keeps an open door

they’re fiddlin’ in galax
pickin’ up in floyd
and in the land of patsy cline
they’re songs you can’t avoid
when you’re walking back after midnight
i’ll fall to pieces, too
i’m crazy back in baby’s arms with sweet dreams of you

they’re sailing down in norfolk
skiing up in bryce
climbing up the devil’s stairs against the ranger’s advice
they’re harvesting in loudoun to shenandoah winds
and in the land near washington they’re rooting for the ’skins
fight for old d.c.

so grow up colorado
excuse me tennesse
if you don’t mind, north caroline
here’s where i want to be

(chorus)

pack up your impala
and make your move out west
past the blue ridge mountains
you’ll find you passed the best
and when your dreams have ended
where mountains are concerned
me and sweet virginia will await for your return

(chorus)

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Al’s coming home! Al’s coming home!

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Maybe I Should Just Stay Home…

So I’m filling out my Visa application yet again and making sure that my third copy of my passport information is clear. I’m starting to get this awkward icy feeling in the pit of my stomach like I may not be going to Japan after all. Seriously.

How much would that suck to lose the job before I even start?