I've literally got ten minutes before I meet with some good friends for coffee. Ten minutes. Nothing really to say.
Tonight's plans have deteriorated rather unexpectedly. Some friends and I were going to check out a local phenomenon at a nearby watering hole. Not a phenomenon like the John Travolta type. A real phenomenon. A group of fully grown (arguably over grown) men set out to entertain the locals with a catalog of songs so vast and grossly unrelated that the intent observer can't help but be stunned. It's real. It's real and it should be happening tonight.
And surely, this is happening tonight. Just not in our town.
Somewhere in the United States, this very phenomenon is unfolding. Rarely is something so grand, so entertaining, and so calculated and poised occurring in so many places, and with such varied artistry that the unassuming patron sleeps through a proverbial hydrogen bomb.
This is what I am missing tonight. Missing because it is not occurring, as I can assure you, these wondrous moments are not lost on me.
DK
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