Friday, September 24, 2010
Shot Time. Drop in the slot time. Tip the cup and tip my hat to the great day I just had.
Nothing particular stands out. A day like any other flipped and flopped it's way out of the rut that constitutes most of my days. Certainly a day not planned, contemplated, wished for, or even resembling considered. Daily events and common everyday situations ended up blending and bending in positive ways.
I pour the third shot and consider just where to start. Replay the day as it worked it's way by me. And again, any explanation worth listening too is absent without leave. Sometimes a good day just happens.
All I know is whenever I pull out the shot glass, something noteworthy has just stopped by. More often good than not. Now I pay my respects with another shot.
As I sip America's finest intoxicating elixir, I run through the moments that have just passed. The day's instants rush by as scattered and out of sync flashbacks. Each one growing, glowing as more brown liquid is tossed down. A busy day topped off with a ride once again in the night. Something special when the shadows flow and the spot lit trails show me the the easiest and kindest way. Later building a set of beautiful wheels and the lace is on target. I just know this wheelset will come out just fine. Sharing with friends the pleasure of working in my bike shop. Sharing with friends the special moments we often miss because we generally, more often than not and predictably pay no attention.
Finally, to top off the best day in several months I head home to tunes, some sour mash and to drunkemly attempt to write what's on my mind. But I can't focus, pull off any hocus pocus. My mind is grinning so hard it can't even think. It was that good of a day. 24 hours set apart from the thousands of hours I just marked time. 24 hours worth mentioning, worth noting.
I will probably look at this narrartive in a few hours when the brown liquid has been purged and some sleep has been had. I will read the inebriated musings of a mediocre life that has spiked briefly, recently enjoyed an uptick. And hopeully somewhere, sometime in the previous drivel some sense, something entertaining was tossed out to the internet ether. Others stopping by for a taste will nod and say, "Yeah, sometimes a good day just happens."
If you can't keep it 'tween the ditches................pull over and take a break. Ain't none of this shit worth getting your panties in bunch over.