When I was in college I had this friend named Kevin. He was so cool and different and interesting. Everybody liked him and he always knew the right things to say. And he was funny. He used to wear these bowling shoes that he stole from a bowling alley. He could be the life of the party, but when he was hanging out with just you he made you feel like you were important. I used to have all these insecurities and I couldn’t imagine he would hang out with me, but then he did. And the more I knew him, the more I saw that he was filled with insecurities too, which was crazy - because he was one of the coolest people I ever knew.

One summer night we were at my apartment drinking - getting ready to go down to the beach to talk to girls. We were listening to music and this song came on. We just started jumping and dancing around - on top of furniture - knocking things over. It was chaos and it was great. All the spontaneity and craziness of youth. 

That night was one of many that summer of riding our bikes at the beach, talking to girls from out of town - pretending to be lifeguards or something. But a lot of the time we just talked - about what we wanted out of life - about the future. He ended up going away to school a few hours away. I’d go visit occasionally or we’re meet up with our girlfriends at an amusement park or a concert - but eventually we lost touch when college got serious and careers started. I think about him a lot, though…

Ellsbury having a strong start in his first trip to Fenway since joining the evil empire is just another example of there not being a God. Hey kids, there is great reward in selling your soul! Go for it!

People and Sleep

A couple of experiences these past few days to prove once again just how rotten and self centered people can be.

The other night at our hotel - at 3am - a couple guys are in the hallway yelling and laughing real loud. Of course they end up in the room right next to us. The one dude is singing. More laughing, banging into walls. 3am. More people show up. Doors closing loudly - all kinds of noise - for hours. My daughter sleeps right through it. My wife wakes up but then falls back asleep. I’m wide awake - because I’m mad. And now that I’m awake - my mind is racing with all the thoughts that tend to haunt me - no sleep that night.

This morning at 8:30 the next door neighbors are outside in their back yard - which is right outside our bedroom - having an Easter egg hunt. It’s cold and windy and Sunday morning at 8:30. And they are loud. Because nobody else exists in the world. But them.

At 9am - the lawnmowers start up.

We’ve spent our whole adult lives trying to do the right things. Trying to not be inconsiderate and rude. Putting other people ahead of ourselves. But what we get in return is hordes of people who sit right in front of us in movie theaters, do nothing about crying babies in restaurants, put the seat back on airplanes, bring ipads to events to take video and pictures and block the view, leave dogs outside to bark early in the morning or late at night, etc, etc.

It’s quite tiring…