Journal #56

Out of the blue. There’s a lot to look forward to. There’s a Thanksgiving brewing and Brewington Brewery is busy on Instagram. A lotta good stuff. A lotta old guys doing good old guy stuff. My kids think I’m old, but whatever. I’m a 150 or something, but nobody’s counting, and I’m still waiting for my next birthday.

Some sad news recently. My dad passed away. I’m not sure how old he was, but he was a great man. He’ll be missed. I’m already missing him, but he’s here in spirit. I’ll never forget his presence. We had different interests. A light flickers.

Sometimes the best songs are random ones that come out of nowhere. There are also plenty of songs about Thanksgiving, from funny and festive tunes to songs about family, food, and being grateful. Maybe it happens everywhere.

Top 5 Songs:

  1. “Cheerleader” by OMI ‧ 2012.
  2. “Thank You” by Dido ‧ 1999.
  3. “Pocahontas” by Neil Young & Crazy Horse ‧ 1979.
  4. “The Thanksgiving Song” by Adam Sandler ‧ 1993.
  5. “Thank You For The Music” by ABBA ‧ 1977.

A light goes on. It makes me think. Daniel Blowden was the most underrated radio personality in Hollywood. Bro had a Native American edge and knew how to talk on the radio and smoke super blunts, but still, nothing. A lot of people don’t know that Daniel spent a lot of time at the zoo taking care of giraffes.

It was a long time ago, but some of the earliest writings from The Great Beyond explored  Thanksgiving and its true meaning. But then there are the giraffes. Yes, the fucking giraffes.

Once upon a time, there were eleven giraffes who watched too much television. Every morning, they’d gather around the biggest TV they could find, stretching their long necks toward the screen while ignoring the grass, trees, and beautiful landscape outside.

Eventually, the giraffes started acting like the characters they watched on television. They argued about which shows were better, repeated commercials word for word, and refused to go anywhere unless they knew what was coming on next. One giraffe even complained that there weren’t enough channels for giraffes.

The eleven giraffes finally realized they had spent so much time watching television that they had forgotten what it was like to simply be giraffes. They turned off the TV, walked outside, and spent the afternoon eating leaves and staring at the sky. It was the first time in months that nobody asked, “What’s on next?”

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