Funny Things
I love my friends, because they are far more clever than I will ever be. Today's after-church lunch at Mimo's, the local spot for everyone to congregate and eat and talk after services, was the highlight of my day because of a few select conversations.
1) Murray's confident proclamation: "Nobody does better fine art than NASA!" and then having the evidence to back it up. Murray sees art everywhere, and in such a way that you realize he's right.
2) Another Murray story about his high school friend who was "A 30 year old who found his high-school body and re-implanted himself into it." His recanting of how this guy ran for high school president, only to shock and awe the entire captive HS audience during his candidate speech (by basically putting on a whole Hitler act) was brilliant and awesome. If we lived in ancient Native American times, Murray would be the guy who told stories to the entire tribe. We'd trust our entire oral history to him and would not be disappointed.
2) Another friend (oh, forgot his name, drat) trying his wife's cantaloupe: "OK I'll have a bite. *takes bite* Yep no, I don't like it still." Further discussion revealed his dislike of cantaloupe was that for a fruit, it did not meet his exacting standards. However, if cantaloupe was a vegetable, it would by far be an awesome taste treat, because one would not expect a vegetable to taste that way. But being of fruit origin, it disappointed every time.
3) Everyone at the table had a story about living in a gorgeous house during college...some houses had dumbwaiters, some had amazing copper ovens, some had beautiful mosaics on the porch. All stories ended up like this: "And we TRASHED that house..."
OK, I'm bad at retelling. But it perked me up so much. I wish I could film certain parts of my life because the way things play out seems better than anything you could script. Murray is right...art is everywhere, and sometimes it's in the form of clever, witty, funny friends who consider the possibility of naming a casino "Huevos Rancheros".
1) Murray's confident proclamation: "Nobody does better fine art than NASA!" and then having the evidence to back it up. Murray sees art everywhere, and in such a way that you realize he's right.
2) Another Murray story about his high school friend who was "A 30 year old who found his high-school body and re-implanted himself into it." His recanting of how this guy ran for high school president, only to shock and awe the entire captive HS audience during his candidate speech (by basically putting on a whole Hitler act) was brilliant and awesome. If we lived in ancient Native American times, Murray would be the guy who told stories to the entire tribe. We'd trust our entire oral history to him and would not be disappointed.
2) Another friend (oh, forgot his name, drat) trying his wife's cantaloupe: "OK I'll have a bite. *takes bite* Yep no, I don't like it still." Further discussion revealed his dislike of cantaloupe was that for a fruit, it did not meet his exacting standards. However, if cantaloupe was a vegetable, it would by far be an awesome taste treat, because one would not expect a vegetable to taste that way. But being of fruit origin, it disappointed every time.
3) Everyone at the table had a story about living in a gorgeous house during college...some houses had dumbwaiters, some had amazing copper ovens, some had beautiful mosaics on the porch. All stories ended up like this: "And we TRASHED that house..."
OK, I'm bad at retelling. But it perked me up so much. I wish I could film certain parts of my life because the way things play out seems better than anything you could script. Murray is right...art is everywhere, and sometimes it's in the form of clever, witty, funny friends who consider the possibility of naming a casino "Huevos Rancheros".
posted by The Semi-Pro Chef at Sunday, January 15, 2006
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