Monday, May 07, 2007
M.C. Brains 'LOVERSLANE'
Drop by and say hello to my MySpace Number One Friend for the Week… Ashlyn!
Believe it or not… I’ve actually gotten a few emails from folks NOT wanting to be my number one friend for a week. For instance…
If/When my time arrives to No. 1, feel free to pass me over and give it to charity instead. Consider it my Bob Geldof moment.
I don’t want to be on the top spot. Just don’t think I can handle the extreme pressure of it.
Yes… There is great pressure. That is why Brad and Jamie shall remain nameless... But there are great rewards!
For your week in the number one spot as my friend… You are an ambassador of Eugene. You are required to spread the Eugene far and wide. Eugene is like the icky substance your hand finds under the table. Now you must wipe it off and onto every surface you can find.
You may have to perform as my proxy for various ribbon cutting events… Such as the Porta-John arrivals to various construction sites all over this great land.
You may have to help the needy when they require a good back-shaving in order to enjoy many of municipal pools in the Triad area.
You will have to kiss babies. Even the ugly ones.
The cost too high being Number One as my MySpace friend?
Not when you see the numerous smiles on the faces of relieved construction workers and the freshly shorn backs of fat men glistening in sun.
The babies?… Not so much.
Pride… Is what you will find being Number One along with a renewed a sense of self-worth.
If you think you‘ve got what it takes… Then become one of my friends at my MySpace page.
As for my weekend away… I got all relaxed and energized. I actually sat on the back porch of the cabin and listened to the nearby stream as it took water from one place to another. Leaving me to ponder where it came from and where it’s going next.
At the risk of getting all philosophical… The stream reminded me of my own life with its many twists and turns. While listening to the stream in the dark, I found myself in a place where the water stopped and collected for a moment before leaving. The stream kept on babbling by as I took a moment aside to rest and consider where I‘m headed next.
Then I went inside for another Jim Beam Black and Coke.
I also visited a winery that was close by. The vineyard was beautiful. The vino very good. The wine makers actually cared about their product. Instead of using machines or feet to squeeze the juices from the grapes… They used infants like rolling pins to coax those juices out. Maybe I’m crazy, but I could taste the difference.