via culturazzi.org
What the duck?
All the different kids got together, now they’re all the same
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"Can you tell us what the beer choices for the summit might tell us about the quaffers? (For Obama: Bud Light, owned by Belgian beverage giant InBev; for Gates, Red Stripe, Jamaica-brewed and owned by premium drink behemoth Diageo; and for Crowley, Blue Moon, owned by MillerCoors.) They’re all really session beers — a description that originates in Britain. They’re the kind of beers drunk when a bunch of mates sit down and drink pint after pint after pint of light, refreshing beers. Session beers are meant to be drunk in quantity — they don’t fill you up and can be drunk without too many deleterious effects. Maybe President Obama and Professor Gates want to project something that appeals to the masses, but the officer is probably drinking simply what he likes. And the beers? Bud Light is considered a “lawn mower” beer, perfect for after mowing the lawn or when you get home from work. It’s one step up from a nice, tall glass of ice water and generally one of the lightest pale lagers made in the United States. Red Stripe is also a pale lager, but it’s an official handmade product, with a little more flavor and flair. And Blue Moon is also mass-produced, but it’s an ale. It’s a more flavorful beverage, with some floral character and hints of coriander and orange peel. None of these are microbrews or craft beers, but the closest is Blue Moon, a tasty beer that’s a macrobrewer’s attempt to join the craft beer market."
Spokane
Spokane touched some nerve that woke me up. I cant put words together to tell you everything we did. and i cant grasp the new ideas and the things that i learned while there. but right now i can do my best to relate to you how i feel. i want to love. everyone. i want to meet strangers and love them without good reason. i want to call my old friends and make them new again. i want to forgive enemies. im broke and im exhausted. but i cant find an ounce of worry about money, and my mind and heart is so refreshed that i could go on forever. i understand how blessed i have been to receive the gift of these people. theres a level of trust, and understanding that can not be matched. im not only talking about these friends in washington. but the friends i have in san jose that i moved to the bay for. and my new friends in san francisco that continually show me that friends ARE family. im so excited to grow with my new co-workers because i can feel their energy and i know the family that they are already knit into. 3 days and 3 nights of tom-foolery, binge drinking, and putt putt golf are like a crystal ball into the future. and the futures good. for all of us.
“The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not friendship divine in this?” - Henry David Thoreau
i took a trip home
(im very torn as i begin to write this whether i do my normal goofy writing or take it serious. i guess we’ll see where it goes)
i was not very interested in the first part of this trip. my cousin whom i love very much was getting married. i knew there would be lots of people that i hadnt seen in 4 or 5 years including family, friends, teachers. just didnt feel like answering “what are you up to?” 30-40 times. it wasnt that bad. it was a beautiful wedding at my aunt and uncles new house. they had spent hundreds of hours the last couple months workin on it and landscaping it so amazing. my uncle is one of my favorite people. i have the highest respect for him. i cried when i watched him bring her down the aisle and hand her off to someone he respects very much. Brittany and Josh are both such amazing people. im really short on words for them, but they make me want to be a better person. their love, integrity, compassion is admirable at the least. inspiring. we got to eat tiny little sandwiches and catch up with some old friends while we heard old stories re-told as speeches. 2 families were brought together that should have always been together. once everyone was done dancing in the driveway i started giving my hugs goodbye. this part always takes longer than i plan because i end up going around and doubling up. tripling up in aunt marletas case. shes such a good hugger. we got on the road and began the long trip to spokane with some old friends. there was lightning. we laughed and tried to name all the baseball teams.
to be continued after lunch
This is what Michael would have looked like without any surgery at 40 years old.
