Friday, June 02, 2006

Nashville Pre-Storm 06.01.06

It’s really rolling in. Sounds like waves crashing. The trees bowing and bending and coming together. My hand-crafted Hilton Head wind chimes dancing and flailing. The sky alive with light and darkness. A crack of lightning. A peel of thunder. The rain now like applause.

My cigar held. My drink Poised.

I wouldn’t miss this for all the world.

3 Comments:

Blogger Rex L. Camino said...

This really has nothing to do with the current post, but I thought that I should let you know that upon further research into the matter I too prefer Sam Cooke to Otis Redding. I still have nothing but love for Otis, but I've been digging Sam quite a bit lately and recalled an earlier post where I disagreed with you on the matter. Also, I think I've changed positions on the Merlot vs. Pinot Noir matter as well.

Anyway, just thought I'd mention it.

By the way, did you survive the storm?

11:25 AM  
Blogger Ryan said...

Rex, Always pleased to see you here. You've always struck me as a wise man--I knew you'd come around on the Sam and Pinot fronts. Any give on vodka versus gin martinis? (Perhaps I shouldn't push it, eh?). Yeah, Sam on "Bring it on Home to Me" still takes me to another realm. Ironically, I found a very inexpensive and outstanding bottle of 2003 Fetzer Merlot that I fell in lust with. I'll always prefer the Pinots, but it is a treat to find a bargain that satisfies so.

The Storm Night ended with more of a whimper than bang; but, Jesus, the tease was sublime.

Glad to hear from you. Em and I are heading to Knucklehead's Mothership around 1p (06.10) for a looksee if you are in the neighborhood.

Best,
Ryan

10:49 PM  
Blogger Rex L. Camino said...

I hope to make it over there this week, but a last-minute weekend killing project was delivered unto me on Friday afternoon while preparing to sneak out of work early.

I have to say that there will be no budging whatsoever on the gin point. My father is a vodka martini drinker, and I often have to settle for those when he is out of gin.

May you and the young 'un enjoy your bbq.

8:44 AM  

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