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Ever have a day that felt like a song? Maybe it is just the music, maybe the lyrics, maybe both. Today is “After the Gold Rush” by Neil Young for me. Maybe it is the melancholy mood I am in. The change of seasons always make me feel a little sentimental for past times. This song always puts me in this sleepy, reflective and thoughtful mood. It is not a bad feeling, it just does make me miss some of the days that have gone by. I won’t make this a long post, just thought I would share. If you ever have a day like this, feel free to share. I would love to know about it.
Take care,
Lefty
Wow, it has been a long time since I have dipped my toes into the cold, polluted waters that is pop culture. Given the slag that is being shoved down our throats, it’s no wonder I want to avoid movies and television like Jenny McCarthy avoids common sense. It does make it harder to write a blog post on pop culture, but it does give me fewer headaches.
Not to sound like a bitter old man, but speaking as someone who remembers Bruce Jenner as a man, I am depressed at the state of mainstream entertainment these days. I must emphasize mainstream, because there is good music, movies and books that can be accessed, if one is willing to hunt it down. Mainstream entertainment, for lack of a better expression, is shit. Where do I begin? Let’s see. Taylor Swift, shit. Justin Bieber, shit. Rap and Hip Hop, shit. Let’s explore the world of television. Duck Dynasty, shit. Big Bang Theory, shit. Reality television, shit. American television has de-evolved. It is a knuckle dragging, club toting Neanderthal. How anyone with any brain cells left can watch this garbage, I will never understand. Are we that far gone as a society that people are entertained by sticking a camera in front of any idiot and watching what happens? Then we have the movies. Ah, the movies, that bastion of escape that has twisted itself so that it’s looking at its own ass now. Do we really need Hot Tub Time Machine 2? Hell, we didn’t need the first one. Just like a Mel Gibson Chanukah party, things have fallen apart in a bad way in Hollywood. I cannot place the blame totally on Hollywood. We as consumers are just as culpable for the garbage that is being spit out. As long as people will wait in line for 50 Shades of Grey premieres or go to the latest Night at the Museum shit show that is out there now, things will not change. Plus, for the love of everything holy, please shut up about the new Star Wars movies that will be coming out. Who gives a rats ass? Didn’t you people learn anything from the last crap fest that were the prequels?
Overall I guess I am bitter and angry. I know all these things I have mentioned are not made for my demographic. I just see the decline of entertainment. I see the decline of people in general. I mean I know the shows and movies I grew up with were not all classics. Hogan Heroes and Gilligan’s Island, I am looking at you. People have always wanted base and simple entertainment. Let me take off my shoes after a long day and just give me entertainment I do not have to think about. We have always had it and we will always will. It just seems worse now that we have much more access to things as ever before. As long as people give a shit about or even talk about Honey Boo Boo, we die a little as a nation. Now excuse me I think I am gonna read a book.
Lefty
I used to. Not the flamboyance of David Copperfield or the Jedi Mind tricks of Chris Angel. I mean real magic. Sitting on the porch, the summer sun setting and a cool breeze blowing across your neck. The perfect song coming from the stereo. A peaceful setting, a mind at ease. Friends and family hanging out together and swapping stories. I am not usually one for being sentimental, but there is a definite lack of magic in the world, well at least in my world. I was thinking just this morning that life gets way too complicated as you get older. Priorities are skewed and one gets wrapped up in situations you wouldn’t even care about when you were younger. In the end, does anyone really hope we will be remembered for whatever job or career one has tried to eek out a living with? I can just imagine the scene: A casket draped in flowers, mourners bowing their heads in silent thought or prayer. “Wow, that Bob”, someone thinks, “he was one hell of an insurance salesman” or “No one could
push papers like Sue”. Doesn’t seem right to me.
Perhaps the magic is still out there. I am thinking it just might be harder to cast the spell as we get older. It doesn’t surround us naturally like it used to. There is something to be said about youth. The innocence and naivety are what is missed most by me I think. I have become such a cynical, jaded person over the years. That part of me rejects the magic. That part of me circles the drain day-to-day with the same cycle: work, home sleep. It does get harder to recapture something from such a long time ago.
How long has it been since you actually totally enjoyed a moment? What I mean is, when was the last time you got so lost in the present that you forgot about all of your troubles? It has been way too long for me. Our time grows shorter and we only have a limited time to get the most out of life. I am not trying to be a downer, just make you realize that life is a gift. We make of it what we want. So go and make something of it. You are not defined by your job or how much stuff you have. All we have when it is all said and done are our memories. Those cannot be taken away. Go out and make some new ones.
I guess that is all I have to say for now. I needed to get this off my chest. Hopefully someone out there will read it and know what I am talking about.
Thanks for reading,
Lefty
Well readers, I finally got around to trying one of the breakfast items at Taco Bell this morning. It was the “Sausage Crunch Wrap”. It is one of their crunchy tortillas wrapped around a mixture of sausage, cheese, egg and hash-browns. Sounds decent to me, but I love breakfast and anything that goes along with it. That being said, my first bite of this breakfast offering was less than stellar. Actually it had no flavor. None. There was no differentiating between the wrap, the sausage and the egg and the hash-brown. I was amazed. I assumed that Taco Bell would at least impart some flavor on their unsuspecting public, but apparently that was too much to ask. Then I took my second bite. This is when the real fun began. My mouth was flooded by Taco Sauce. Yes, that is right, Taco Sauce. I mean I have had salsa on eggs before, it is ok, but this was too much. From that mouthful forward, that was all I tasted. To make up for the lack of anything resembling flavor, they masked the wrap with their horrible taco sauce. Let’s just say I won’t be trying any other of their breakfast offerings. I was highly disappointed. I personally can not recommend this one item and it was bad enough that I won’t be going back.
Thanks for reading,
Lefty
Hello there folks! I am doing somewhat of a follow-up to the Taco Bell post. I will be trying their breakfast and give a review of either the deliciousness or the horror.
I will follow up in a day or two as soon as I can find a local Taco Bell that is actually open for breakfast!
Take care,
Lefty
