1) Inflated
When I went to a bar recently with some friends, there was a documentary-type show about female bodybuilders playing on one of the TVs. It was too loud inside to hear what was going on, but it was interesting to watch the imagines. (Not “interesting” as in, “I want to do that/look like that,” but interesting watching these women go through their typical weight workouts at a gym — seeing what they have to do in order to look the way they do.)
A few of the guys I was there with didn’t think it was so interesting. One of them purposefully turned his back on his screen. After the show was on for about 10 minutes, a bartender caught sight of it, grabbed a remote, and turned it over. “Hey!” I protested. “I was watching that.”
“That’s disturbing,” the bartender said with finality, refusing to switch it back.
Just because you find something disturbing doesn’t mean you can’t also find it interesting.
2) Heavy thoughts
A few days after writing about the Long Ass Walk I took last Sunday night, someone finally called me out on it. “People tend to take long walks when they have heavy thoughts they need to work out,” this person said. “Were you trying to work something out?”
I paused. “Yes,” I said simply. “Yes, I was.”
3) Brother in a band
I took the day off work today so I can drive down to Richmond this afternoon. My youngest brother Isaac is in a heavy metal band and they’re having their first performance at a local club tonight. (I think he’s playing bass. I say “I think” because he alternates that with singing. All I know is he’ll definitely be up on stage and I’m looking forward to lending my sisterly support.)
My mom lets his band practice in her garage (which is directly beside her living room, which means she is a saint). Drums, guitars, loud singing/screaming…oh, my. They used to practice in Isaac’s second-floor bedroom but Mom got tired of all the stomping above her head.
This photo of me and Isaac was taken a few months ago. He looks like he belongs in a band, doesn’t he?
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I remember thinking the first time I saw that picture (’cause you posted before, didn’t you?) that you look so much alike the two of you.
I hope the performance goes well!!!
my pride and joy!
RE:The Photo….GROUPIE…GROUPIE!!!
Hmm…on second look, GORGEOUS groupie!!! Led Zeppelin never had it this good!!!
There is a strong resemblance! And agreed with everyone…the bartenders was a boring prat!
So, did you work through the heavy thoughts?
Enjoy the show! My brother was in a heavy metal christian band when we were kids and I was always his number one fan (despite the music giving me a total headache)
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So you’re not going to tell us what it was? You tease
And I agree with the others, people will think you’re a groupie…which will help your bro’s band street cred.
Yes, this picture has been posted before. I like it.
I’m looking forward to being a groupie! I’m so excited that I get to my support my brother.
And no, I can’t say what the heavy thoughts are. Maybe one day, but not now.
i always go for long walks when i need to think. i definitely find it helpful.
& have a blast at your brother’s performance! =)
what a cute pic of you and your brother! Your mom must have a lot of patience. (and earplugs!)
have a great weekend!
Happy weekend Z! Your bro is a cutie, I hope his band is awesome!
Yes he does look like a rocker! You guys do look alike – of course whenever I say that I find out shortly thereafter that they were adopted or something.
You look so much alike! He sure looks like he’s in a band. You’ll see to it I get an autograph once he’s famous, right?
I hope you sorted out your heavy thoughts!
TGhe last time I paid any attention to your brother Isaac, you were taller than he was, I think. I don’t pay attention very well, though.
That’s about all you can expect at bars. Men at bars are not likely to be either liberal or tolerant. They came there to look at the traditional soft pudgy girls and try to poke them. I think if you brought one of those body-builders in there, she would either cause a riot or cause every wimp in the place to leave. It would be amusing, either way.