Plagues and Winwood

So, I’ve had some form of plague for the last week and today has been the first day I’ve felt pretty ok. Alexander and Steve have not yet gone down with a full scale version of my disease, so knock on wood they remain healthy. I’m not so sure about my co-workers however…one or two of them might not be so lucky.

Time has just been ticking by hasn’t it? I turned 38 recently AND had my twenty year high school reunion recently as well. Big deal, I know, who cares really. But seeing again a handful of classmates I knew for a few years was in a word, nice. I was proud that I was able to close the bars with them, and even more proud I drank only two beers. I’m not so sure my personal growth was measured well because I found myself questioning the high school petty that came with the end to those awkward years. I think I had been ousted from the cool kid crowd, but I couldn’t remember why. I was no saint back then so I’m sure it was because of something petty, but it did get me thinking.

It got me thinking about if all those things that were just such huge big deals when we were in high school remained the only big deals we’d have ever had to experience, where would we all be at now? With age comes the many life lessons, wonderful joyous lessons and horrible gut wrenching ones that change us. I exchanged pleasantries with my fellow classmates, but in the back of my mind the weight of condolences wanted to roll out, but a reunion doesn’t seem like the time to address such heavy topics. I’m so sorry for the unmeasurable losses some have had to endure. The fact they get up each day and keep on going is such a testament of survival. Unfortunately none of us are left unscathed from the double edge sword of life. So, a potluck and a bit of bar hoping, a few laughs and small talk summed up the Class of 1993’s twenty year gap, for me anyway, I didn’t make it to the fifteen. It was nice.

…and now for a completely different topic….

I commute everyday to work. Sometimes my ipod is dead because I leave it on by accident, which means I rarely use it because I always leave it on. This means I’m left to use the car radio and I’m wondering when Steve Winwood’s song Higher Love comes on…who gets excited about this? It seems like this song has been playing daily since it’s debut in 1986. I am actually curious about this. Personally, this song resonates…douche bag, for an eighties term. But I mean my god, it’s still in demand is it? Why is it in such heavy rotation for like ever? Will it ever go away? Are you one of those people that are like, “Yes!” and fist pump the air when this song comes on. Who are you? Are there many of you? What is your favorite pastime or food? Have you gained a musical appreciation for anything else and what is it? I truly just don’t understand and want to learn more about such a strange creature.

Well, X has decided to wake from his nap, so, thanks for reading.