Random Esquire

1.  Whenever a male chef describes food as ‘sexy’, I can’t help but wonder if he’s ever seen a woman.

2.  I’m grumpy.  I don’t like the word crabby.  It’s too… something.

3.  QTMama and I are negotiating a blog marriage.  Except she thinks that it still requires a ring and a proposal from me.  I think, at best, it may warrant a slap on the ass.

My ass, that is.

4.  I feel the need to buy something. I’m not sure what, exactly. But I’d like some new gadget.  I’m getting a Droid 2 for work so I hope that scratches the itch.  Otherwise, I may need a new car.  We’ll see.

5.  Besos has me on a budget.

It began with a delicate conversation in which she asked me what the bloody hell I was doing with my paycheck, over half of which I was, apparently, spending on …something.  Hell if I know.  After my student loans were paid off, I took a 6 month hiatus from giving a damn.

Frankly, I might make it a life philosophy.

I had been thinking about deleting my blog for about a month now.  So much going on and little of it was very uplifting.  I felt pretty beat up after the last few weeks.

But then I heard this morning that Jim, beloved Depot Dad, passed through a family and community’s tightly woven fingers  and I read the tremendous outpouring of love and grief.  Then I imagined that the energy from all that love caused such a vibration that some part of him evaporated into the air and was shared between us all.

I did not know Jim. But he sent me this e-mail and I have saved it in my inbox for over a year.

Hey RE,

I’ve been lurking and enjoying your blog for a long time now.  I think your blog kicks ass.

And, as you might have heard, I’m not in a position to procrastinate telling people how I feel. So, keep up the great work. You are one funny SOB.

Jim Everson
Depotdad

So you know what?  I’m not going anywhere and the next year of writing is dedicated to Jim.  Thank you for the inspiration, Jim.

Rest in peace, kind sir.

-R.