Date: 2025-05-19
AO: ao_ground_zero
Q: Samsonite
PAX: Mr Roboto, Tortuga, Cheese, Crack, Beaker, Manhole
FNGs: None
COUNT: 7
WOR: SSH, Abe Vigodas, Batwings
The Thang: RunRuck
Moleskine: I’ll try to make this more clear than my garbled delivery today. Been thinking about life and death because I’m reading When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi. He was a young, accomplished neurosurgeon who died of lung cancer. His book gets me thinking about the third act of the play “Our Town,” where main characters of the play return in death. But in death one is given the chance to return to her living community and be with the living once again. The thing is, the living folks don’t know that she’s returned from death; they interact with her as if she’s just the person they’ve always known. So this character returns wanting to cherish every moment, savor each second, that she’s back with her living people. But the living folks are just living, moving through their lives not thinking about death or loss. Because they can’t. They can’t live in some world where they’ll die, because they have to live – make breakfast, do laundry, think about what they have to do in the afternoon. When we stop and really think about the fact that one day it’ll all be gone, we can look around and see it – really see it – but we can’t live in that reality. We are too busy just living. So there’s a dance between savoring and living in the moment, and just living, being as present as possible, while life continues on. It’s good to stop and think about death once in a while, but mostly we need to just be present, in the moments we have, all while we just keep living.
COT: Prayers for K-pop’s upcoming wedding. Announcements: Apps and Beer (plus a little trivia) at Nobel House on Tuesday; Friday Birthday Happy Hour at Wheaton 302; Spielberg and Samsonite One night only performance at Westside Improv! 7 PM.
Tags: ao_ground_zero, Mr Roboto, Tortuga, Cheese, Crack, Beaker, Manhole
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