the Question of Class.

Before we "get into it" I just wanted to say what a lovely dinner I had with Twin and how nice it was to visit Peach. I love you both and would do anything for each of you. - I got my hair cut - TWICE this week. The first round wasn't quite right, so I went back and I am happy with the results. Pictures will come soon, but my Fb pic is pretty close to what I look like now.
Mom had the cell taking portion of the doctor visit today, she'll get the results in a week, prayers and thoughts are still requested on that front

and now... to the business:





Oh, musicals, how you express things so well. Listen, learn and Love. Class.


So I'm in rehearsal for QMT's Chicago and I heard this song a few weeks ago for the first time and it has stuck with me. The classless pointing out the world's lack of class. - - We all have our flaws, and maybe I should look at the plank in my eye before the speck in my brother's but, I just have found the world indelicate lately; unable to express in words or actions thoughts that require finesse and care. Eesh has been on my nerves lately, she's been on her period and I'm her friend, so she talks about it with me... not my favorite topic, but a friend can't always choose the topic of conversation. We have been spending a lot of time together this week... which have helped me see the specks.

Cinco de Mayo was day three of together time for our recently assembled band of music kids. Eesh has been clinging to me all week, expecting me to make the arrangement and the plans for what WE will do and expecting that wherever I go she is invited... not something I love, but I dealt with it. We all partied pretty hard, I had a great dinner with Mix and MacGee then drinks with Double-C, Eesh, Rica among others. The night ended with Double-C drunk in bed, and the rest of us skinny dipping in a friend's pool .... a cop showed up and we were ushered inside, where I passed out and they smoked out. I woke up this morning feeling just fine, Eesh, who apparently has become my responsibility needed a ride home, so I took her home - along the way she implied she wanted breakfast... and I wanted to go home - I went back to my place and slept most of the day, hence why I am awake now. She said she wanted to eat together at 5, which was fine, I had to eat before rehearsal anyway. Eesh texts me as I am about to leave to get her and says that 5:30 is better.... (I have rehearsal at 7) I figure this won't be a huge deal and say it's fine. We don't make it to the restaurant until 6:10, Villiage Inn on Apalachee, about as far as you can be from her house - keeping in mind I have to take her back before I can go to rehearsal. We amazingly finish and leave by 6:40, hitting every red light on the way to her house, all the while she is blabbering about things that I do not want to hear and I am becoming more hostile and silent. I talk myself down mid-drive after she describes having to make herself vomit this morning.... and I finally return to being close to myself as she exits the car.

We hung out after practice too, and she was equally as interested in me and my needs/feelings/thoughts.... She left her melty drink in my car through the movie we went to see leaving a mess and the cup behind when she got out of my car after a conversation about a recent commercial that I found indecent and she thought I was stupid for believing such things.... - - On looking at it again, maybe I was too quick to judge the commercial, but my opinion regardless of what it was should have been respected as a valid point of view.

"As always I am an anachronism, an alchemist in the time of anonymous anarchy. The always overly analytical agent of my age, I amount to an enigma to friend, foe and sage."

Suffice it to say, I think this weekend at home will be a much needed break from other people. I realize that she is lonely and needs to talk and that we are good friends. I just find that I feel smothered and judged by her sometimes, there are a lot of things that she does that make me crazy and a lot of them happened simultaneously in the past few days, creating a perfect storm of annoyance. I love her, but I just need a few days without her.

The crux of this post really is the question of class and niceties that seem to not exist anymore.... each generation notes what the world lacks and how it changes, so I guess I am turning into an old man, watch out AARP, here I come. I just find the world much less interested in the Southern style of quiet, gentille expression common in my younger years. There is something very elegant and intelligent about the cloaked speech of the South. There are things that you just don't say, or if you do have to talk about them, you broach the subject with the utmost care to not offend or bother your company. Few people care if they bother you anymore... they are more concerned with crass expression of ideas, which I find rather annoying. Take the time to be beautiful in everything you do, especially the way you relate to the world.

I also took a bit of a transfer from our, mine and Eesh's, conversation tonight. Perception of one's self is often skewed. Eesh believes herself to be an open-minded, non-judgmental, grown up young lady. At most times she is one or all of those things, but in this conversation she was none of them. I realized that she has a lot of growing to do - and as I drove away from her house, I realized that this year has been about nothing but growth for me. I am being refined and groomed every day by the expectations, experiences, and pressures of this world. Each of us grows at our own pace and I should not allow her to upset me without saying something, but I also should realize that she and I are in far different places and each of us has strengths the other doesn't.

We all have growing to do and class to cultivate. I challenge each of you to be beautiful in everything that you do and say, realizing that your words and deeds are the trademark of your character. Relish in your own beauty and encourage it!

Love to you all,
AA