WORTH REMEMBERING? IT STARTS WITH EVERYTHING THEN A LITTLE LESS

It’s worth remembering the important things in your life.

Did I ever know about the lines in a red cup?

Will it matter in the future?

I like the idea of the lines meaning something, but I just want a full pour of whatever’s supposed to be in there.

The beer glass in the Belgium brewery where I drank the best beer ever had a pour line.

They let the beer drop in there full force to the line and the head went to the top of the glass every time.

It proved to me they knew what they were doing.

Really, it’s a comfort when people know what they’re doing, even if I don’t.

What I mean is it’s a comfort even if I don’t know what they’re doing.

I know what I’m doing, most of the time.

 

What Is Worth Remembering

The weed stores all over Oregon, except Baker County, have ruined the weed experience.

Like any retail business, like Dollar Tree, you walk into a weed store, make a purchase, and walk out.

Normal, right?

The old normal:

You call somebody who calls somebody who sets a time to meet in a parking garage in the next county.

The connection is late, wants to talk about their Wilsonville grow, how they grow underground, under a big barn with a foundation rigged to explode and drop the structure into the grow area basement when the heat comes in force to raid it while they escape through a tunnel into the woods that opens into a pile of old stumps.

Fascinating, right? And they forgot the weed because they were too loaded.

But they remembered a scale to show they’re fair.

Legends? Or f-ups?

 

Be Unforgettable

Here’s what’s going on here, maybe:

She dates a forty year old guy (over 25) with baggage who’s reliving his youth with her while she hooks up with guys under 25 in between dates.

With the older guy she’s stable and mature and wife-material, but not like his ex-wife.

She appreciates his attention and shows proper respect on one side, and takes it easy on him when they’re alone because he’s older.

He thinks he’s getting her best, her 5, but she’s cruising with her two. She knows the game.

For the guys under 25 she dials it up to the max, 5.9, and everyone takes a breather.

 

I had a neighborhood bar back in the early 80’s that was more fun than expected.

The owner was a chef, his wife the bartender. Great food and fun company less than a block away from my NW Portland, Oregon apartment.

One day four women sat at the bar chatting with their bartender buddy.

I was close enough to listen in.

It was a Wednesday and the ladies were reviewing their weekend.

The girls were around my age, but way out of my league.

Now you’re asking, “But Blogger D, how can that be since you’re such a babe magnet?”

I know, I know, but hear me out.

These women had a similar look. They were ‘no-makeup’ gorgeous, carried a strong fitness-forward appearance, with a side of home-wrecker.

They all traveled with married men on their business trips.

Three of them had been to Palm Springs with their dudes over the weekend.

One was recovering from a lady’s medical procedure and missed all the fun.

They all sat on barstools with their backs to the room, all hips, small waists, and broad shoulders.

Like a vision:

They talked about their guys, rating them, trading them like sports cards.

Some were better than others, all had money.

They knew about their wives and kids, and knew their role.

Were they worth remembering? Every last one.

I remember them as a single guy, now as a long married guy.

 

Make Your Game Worth Remembering

Start small, one step at a time.

Make plans with actionable steps.

Take your shot.

Remember the Jordan Warning: You miss every shot you don’t take.

To my News Break fans: thanks for stopping by.