July 22nd. Blessed day that the Lord hath made. A day that will live in infamy. (“Get to the point.” Oh. Right. Sorry.) Today is my last day in the office before I go on vacation. I’m sure you’re all beside yourselves with happiness – not because you’re nice people, which you probably are, but because you’re thinking, “God almighty, when will she shut up about vacation already?” Well, the time is now, Tune-Up fans. The time. Is. Now.
BUT.
There is another reason today should be marked in your daily planner. Today is the anniversary of the birth the greatest sporter of Dockers, boat shoes, and t-shirts that say “WORDS on a SHIRT” (Snacks on a Plane jokes, anyone?) there ever was. My esteemed father. E.F. is currently swanning around abroad, sending risible emails filled with observations about the oddities of Renaissance Italian art and how beer significantly improves one’s experience at the opera. So please, raise your glasses in salute of world traveler extraordinare, the Frenchman in shorts, and greatest father of all time – my Dad. Go, Daddy-O!
I saw Brian Wright live in DC a few months ago and he was incredibly awesome. I recommend picking up everything he’s done so far. This particular track is my favorite one of one of his most recently albums, “Rattle Their Chains.”
Okay enough about Brian Wright. Two more days until I’m on vacation…just two…more…days…
I am sitting here watching Señor Boyfriend trying to pack his suitcase for our upcoming vacation. His meticulousness reminded me of how the little blocks fit into each other in Tetris. (He is now telling me that it reminded him of Tetris and that I laughed. Yeah, yeah, okay, fine, true.) So we just had to hear the Tetris theme song. But why listen to the original 8-bit version when you can listed to a ska version? I mean, what? No conversation necessary.
Ahhh! This song makes me so happy. It sounds like kids running through sprinklers on a hot summer afternoon. It’s a song that makes me feel like everything is going to be okay. It also reminds me that I’ll be on vacation a week from today, and it’s been an age since I’ve been able to say that. I am grateful and lucky I can say it at all.
Holy wowza, that was a tough week and Lord knows it’s not over yet. Your plucky heroine is spending the weekend working*. But that’s okay, dogs. The tides are turning. So I’m putting on a strong pot of coffee and turning on some Twin Shadow to keep me company today. I hope you’ll join me.
*In her cool apartment. #winning #hashtag #Isawthegreatestmindsofmygenerationdestroyedbyhashtags
I’m not entirely unconvinced that I haven’t spent this week in some sort of strange sonic pressure cooker. Actually, I’m not entirely unconvinced that all of us poor humans haven’t spent the week in a strange sonic pressure cooker. It certainly feels like it.
SO.
Do you know what we do when things get hard? Like really, really, in-your-bones, buy-a-plane-ticket-to-anywhere, screw-this-and-all-y’all hard?
You know what we do.
We DANCE.
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One other thing: THIS IS MY 200TH BLOG POST! Cue balloon-drop! Thank you to everyone around the world for making this blog so successful and so much fun to write. It’s hard to write a post every single day but it’s such a blast to see new pings from all kinds of countries. I am going to try and create a comment box to make this more interactive but for now – thank you, one and all.
These days it’s just about all I can do to keep pace. Everything is moving just a little bit too fast. But I’m still tap-dancing as best as I know how. No one else mastered the art of this better than Fred Astaire.
Sorry this is late, Tune-Up fans – I’ve been on the water all day doing the most pirate-y thing ever: kayaking. I am a yuppie pirate (AAARH!). But we did see snapping turtles on logs (AHOY!), and paddle boaters (LANDLUBBERS!) and a Pirate Cruise (…WHAT THE HELL IS THAT! AAARH!). And then we drank beer and ate barbecue. So, basically: Pirate Day.
“When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.–That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, –That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.
Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.
Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
…And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.”
238 years ago today, 56 men signed their names to this document. Seven years after it was signed, Great Britain formally acknowledged American independence. And then we were a country. We just…created one. We became Americans.
There is so much we have achieved and may yet achieve in the future all because of a lucky stroke of fate that assembled the right people, with the right temperament, the right intellect, and of the same mind, in the same place, where they met and shared ideas and argued with each other and, ultimately, built the forge in which our union has been and will continue to be perpetually perfected. It is our right – it is our duty – to recognize the immensity of what that means: that our fellow American citizens, all of these “every day people” with different opinions and religions and creeds, are living monuments to that beautiful circumstance. What an extraordinary thing. What an extraordinary country.