Wednesday, March 28, 2012
The Beast Stirs
Posted by Jack Gordon at 1:47 PM 39 comments
Tags: Blog
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Missing a bad habit.
Posted by Jack Gordon at 11:33 AM 7 comments
Tags: healthy living, History
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
For Andi:
I have not had the opportunity to wear the bespoke tux. I did go to a bourbon tasting with Frankie and Bob, the “periodic table man.” Bob started dating Elisa, the Fulbright Scholar in April, and . . . well . . . he accidently knocked her up within a month after they first got together. They’re having a boy. As Elisa is Meg’s friend, and she introduced us, I have come to know Bob in all his nerdiness and it turns out he’s all right.
I smoked my last cigarette on August 7th, and haven’t fallen off the wagon. I must admit, I was a smoker for so long, it’s hard not to think of myself as a smoker. My lungs still have pangs of longing – not unlike hunger pangs – but I feel healthier for having quit. The Girl bought me a bottle of bourbon to mark one month smoke free and has kept a stock of Maker’s Mark at her place for me.
- Bring on the Dancing Horses – Echo and the Bunnymen
- Rebel Rebel – David Bowie
- Ride a White Horse – Goldfrapp
- Shoulder Holster – Morcheeba
- The Last of the Famous International Playboys – Morrissey
- The Death of Ferdinand de Saussure – The Magnetic Fields
- Sweet Jane – The Velvet Underground
- There She Goes – The La’s
- Brimful of Asha – Cornershop
- You Can Get it if you Really Want – Jimmy Cliff
- My Little Red Book – Love
- Picture – Kid Rock & Sheryl Crow
- Modern Love – Last Town Chorus
- Southern Cross – CS&N
- The Moneymaker – Rilo Kiley
- I Got You – Split Enz
- Pretty in Pink – Psychedelic Furs
- All out of Love – Air Supply
Turns out this is a pretty decent road-trip mix. . .
Posted by Jack Gordon at 4:26 PM 2 comments
Tags: Blog; love; Tunes
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Dirge
Frankie: The sooner you are able to reconcile that you need to say goodbye to the Jack you knew in April, the sooner you'll be able to move on. Then again, there's an outside chance that Meg figures out in the next few weeks that the real Jack is not the same guy she's been dating for the last two months and dumps him. That result is a long-shot though, because she sounds like the kind of girl who will convince herself that she can "change" him, and Jack has shown a propensity to actually give up all kinds of things for this woman.
So I'm guessing this is how it plays out over the next year or two: 1) Jack continues down the path of spending more time with Meg and her family and less time with his friends; 2) Your time with Jack continues to decline until it settles into a happy hour every third Thursday or so; 3) you get over it, because that's what guys do; 4) in about 18 months, after a particularly nasty fight during his first year of marriage to Meg, Jack realizes that he's marginalized all of this guy friends and asks you to have a few drinks so that he can apologize to you and vow to be a better friend; 5) Jack makes up with Meg and you go back to seeing him about once a month for 3 hours, yet now it's on the sly because Meg thinks you're undermining her.
Then again, if you fall in love and get married to a woman Meg likes to spend time with, you'll have more time with Jack, but only when you're together with your significant others.
Good luck.
Posted by Jack Gordon at 5:08 PM 4 comments
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Skin of my teeth . . .
While we were at the store, the Kaiser called me and asked if I wanted to join him for a beer at the Pub. You readers know I don’t go to the Pub very often anymore, so it sounded fun. I showed up there and had chicken strips and two beers. At about 9:00, Meg texted me and asked me what I was doing, and if I wanted to meet up, so I left the Kaiser.
I wasn’t driving five minutes when I saw cop-car lights in my rear-view mirror. I knew they were for me, and my stomach did a somersault. At three whiskeys and two beers, I knew I would fail any sobriety test he would give me. There was nothing I could do. I pulled over, and got my drivers’ license, registration, and proof of insurance ready. The cop walked up to my car. He asked if I knew why he’d pulled me over, and I said I didn’t. He claimed I had made an illegal left-turn. He asked if I’d had anything to drink. “No, officer. Not a drop,” I answered. He took my documents to his cruiser, and I crossed myself three times and pulled out my lawyer’s card from my wallet, ready to make the call I’d hoped I’d never make. My phone rang. It was Meg. “I just got pulled over, I’ll call you back,” I said.
The cop returned to my car, and gave me back my docs. “You’ve got to be more careful,” he told me. Then he threw me for a little of a loop: “Do you have your weapon in the car?”
“Yes, officer, in my console,” I answered. My concealed weapons permit must have showed on his computer.
“Ok. Have a good night.”
I drove home. Meg came over. I woke up at 4:00 this morning, and had a panic attack at how close a call that was. I’m going to church today to light a candle in thanksgiving, and resolving to be smarter about these things.
Posted by Jack Gordon at 7:58 AM 6 comments
Tags: Fear
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Quick Update
- I went to Mexico City with The Girl for a week. Stayed with her cousin and had a marvelous time. We've been together a month now, and this was our first travel experience. Good travel companion all-around. Also, I ate grasshoppers while in Mexico City.
- Zeke had been working on a one-year dry-spell, and went to Israel to meet a nice Jewish girl, and ended up doing his part for Arab/Israeli relations by having relations with an Arab chick while there. Shout-out to Z for breaking the spell with style.
Posted by Jack Gordon at 1:23 PM 3 comments
Friday, June 13, 2008
One year on . . .
Posted by Jack Gordon at 1:32 PM 5 comments
Tags: Blog
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Inevitability
We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.
-J. Robert Oppenheimer, Interview about the Trinity explosion, 1965.
If you sit by the river long enough, you will see the body of your enemy float by.
-Japanese Proverb
That is all for now.
Posted by Jack Gordon at 8:29 AM 1 comments
Tags: chicks
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Fortune and Glory
Posted by Jack Gordon at 6:38 PM 1 comments