Over dinner last night, my son and I discussed an array of topics. Most of which wouldn’t interest or entertain a smidgen of the world. We didn’t discuss anything about the global financial crisis, the possibility of us tossing in our bid to purchase the L.A. Dodgers, and to our surprise, the word Kardashian never once rolled from our tongues. We did however enjoy a plate of delicious Chesapeake Bay fried oysters, several cold beers, and laughed at the big ass crazy world.
We talked about the important things. The ones that really mean something to us, like strategies for our fantasy football teams, wanting to grow up to be Don Draper some day, and the famed H.R. Pufnstuf even made a random visit to the evening’s conversation.
We laughed about the quirky things that we do, that we say, and those things we surround ourselves with that make us who we are. We’re not alone. The world does the exact same thing. I shared with him that I don’t have an office window, but I do have a cubicle wall adorned with a few smatterings of me. We came to the conclusion that some folks who see my office probably walk away shaking their heads while mumbling to themselves ” why?”
Bryan’s comment summed it up pretty well, “Don’t judge me.” We just laughed.
After last night, I added another hash mark to my list of life accomplishments. Come to think of it, since I did have oysters, I may need to add another mark.