Random Thoughts

I keep thinking that I should be able to find a way to suck the meat out of the tail of a shrimp. There are only two alternatives that I can think of. First, I can bite off the head, and then crack the tail and eat the rest. OR, I can crack the tail first and eat the whole thing at once! If I were able to just suck out the meat, however, it would save me at least one step in the process as well as valuable shrimp-eating time. Then again, there is something lovely and deliberate about having to make an entire conflagaration out of it. I'm confused.



I enjoy the atmosphere at Red Lobster. No matter how many patrons are there, it always feels cozy and private (as long as I get a booth). And their new color scheme (dark blue and beige) sets nicely against all the dark wood paneling. Some restaurants just feel too busy, by design I suppose. Usually I like laid-back atmospheres. The only thing I don't like about my Red Lobster is that they have replaced the old sailing ship decorations with modern steamers. Can't have everything I guess.



I love the rain. I love sitting on the porch or in the garage during a thunderstorm or a heavy summer downpour. It seems like the ultimate equalizer. Imagine a raindrop, first forming up in a cloud. It hurtles down towards the Earth, and (gently) slams into my forehead. I imagine a cathartic moment at this point. I feel like it is wiping away the psat, cleansing me, erasing what was and making way for something new. There it goes then, my raindrop, seeping into the ground, with it my tears, my laughter, my pain, my joy. Deep into the ground it travels, until it meets up with some river system and eventually makes its way into some large body of water. Connections everywhere! At some point, that same raindrop makes its way into a cloud travels for awhile in the air, and then falls smack! on somebody else's face. Connection connections, we are all. By the way I DO realize how Zen Buddhist I sound at times.