New vynl opening —previewing fab new menu in midtown
Ira Glass of This American Life on Storytelling…
Little pocket of colorful blooms along the river near east 86th—
Weekend run on the east river.
Clearly, I’ve been working on fabulous for a while—here taking a lesson about
1.) the dangers of sun damage
2.) the importance of accessories
from my Fabulous great aunt Ms. Joyce Peacock Stephens, while my dear brother Trey looks on peacefully.
Nothing beats the discovery of an old family photo.
What approaching fabulous looks like on a guy, a few years behind me, in that awkward am i supposed to grow up now phase—written by a dear friend, and it makes me laugh. And it is performed really very well here—
The Salmon or the Jellyfish?
During a recent lunch with a lovely coworker, discussion turned, as work lunches do, to the accomplishment of Goals. Note the capital G. Goals sound good. There are many kinds. I once read in magazine, like Psychology Today, or O, or maybe even a real book, that happiness—the lasting glowy kind—comes from the accomplishment of a series of goals. Who knew?
But doesn’t life get in the way? As I sit at my desk, I find myself fielding issues, concerns, snafus, and situations as they arise—and the goals of the day I clearly set mere hours ago—well, I find myself scrambling to accomplish the first of them.
Then I thought of salmon.
Why, I don’t know. Swimming upstream, the Salmon creates a path against a current, strengthening its muscles as it travels, ensuring it can reach its final destination and spawn then cruise downstream and chillax until next year. Now, I’m not ready to spawn anything here. Let’s not get crazy. But this salmon has a pretty steady gig going on.
Then there’s the jellyfish.
A jellyfish is at the mercy of the current it encounters, unsure of its path, easily rerouted when any sea life with a stronger agenda comes swimming past. But it does seem pretty relaxing—hm.
And then I realized—
Jellyfish have survived by developing methods of debilitating potential threats and paralyzing others. Tacky. The Salmon thrives by navigating obstacles alongside its peers, flying over stones, bears, what have you. By doing so, it ensures the continuance of its community.
While both are vital to their respective eco systems, clearly I’m aiming for the impact of the metaphor here.
In order to reach my own personal Fabulous, I’m with Team Salmon.
Lovely coworker laughed, but she also agreed.
