Saturday, June 10, 2006

The brotherhood of us...



Last night was grand. Mysteries of the universe and our inner spaces were unraveled. Spiritual and religious issues were challenged, which ironically brought more peace. Friendships between the 3 of us somehow grew tighter, seems as though 12 years of friendship was built upon each other just for that one night to happen. As you know, many nights in college were spent on the floor of a dorm room, candles as the only source of light, and life was discussed... ah life.
Chuck mentioned something last night that honored me beyond honor. Only because the smoke night was at my house maybe. But he said "This reminds me of the nights in college." and twas true. It had that feeling. That feeling we all try to recreate. That feeling we had that we try to mimic nowadays yet try too hard. You can't go back and you can't MAKE that feeling come back, it just has to happen; and it did.

The night started out in typical male-fashion. Burgers on the grill. Don’t let anyone tell you gas is better than charcoal. Bunk! I tried to convince Chuck that these burgers were in my top 10 of my whole life. (He made the burgers) but he didn't buy it, but see the picture; can you deny their beauty? They were so grand. and delici-oh-so. I then remembered I bought a watermelon for this occasion. We divided the 1/4 melon slice into 3 and enjoyed a fun summer treat together, wordlessly. Chuck then drop-kicked his melon rind and it exploded all over his foot. He didn’t expect it, but I did. I then took the long knife and showed off my Samaria sword skills. The camera was there, so we all had a grand-ole-time acting afool with knives and fruit. Chuck even tried his hand at the old sword. Watermelon has an amazing ability to fill you up. So Josh and I then compared bloated bellies. Not sure who won, you be the judge. I am almost certain Sip is holding his in. I, on the other hand, and poking mine out very much. I will always win the most hair contest though. You'll forgive my messy hair and unkept-look. At least for now, I am not caring much about how I look. I find it more refreshing and gives me a more joyous outlook on life. It may seem silly, but I now catch myself purposely messing my hair up.

Fear not friends… we all peed many times in my backyard. Sometimes we gathered around a beam of moon light shining through the trees and honored the moon light with our urine.

So to work some of the fullness pains off, we walked for a bit around the neighborhood since I have a neighborhood conducive to walking (If you can dodge the occasional golf cart). After the walk we sat to smoke a spell. Chuck had some Yachtsman that really caused many a buzz. Hard-to-stand-up kind of buzz.

Everything seemed really fascinatingly boring (Or interestingly uninteresting perhaps?) when you smoke it. Bricks, concrete, wood grain, etc... tis kewl. The conversation turned to me, and I told the men things that have changed in my life, thoughts, feelings, etc, particularly related to religion and how it is hard to believe that churches we go to and religions we practice today are the same as those in the Bible that we all claim to emulate... Alot of it was hard to bring up and put into out-loud words, but since we are of like-mind, my men related to me and we discussed it further and came to no certain conclusion, yet I felt at peace all the same.

I pulled out the mandolin for a few quiet, slow tunes which my brothers gladly sung whilst I played, to which I am thankful. I like to play, but I hate to sing and play, and love it when someone will sing along, thanks guys...

Must else was discussed, but if you weren't there you may never know of it, tis the nature of the smoke night, friends.

Chuck will be missed. He leaves this Wednesday, but I foresee us all smoking at least once a year together until the day we die... of lung cancer... kidding.

21 comments:

Brewster said...

bring on the pictures!

sounds like a good time was had by all. wish i could have been there.

Jamison said...

i did say "As Brew once said ' ah life.'" so in a way, you were there.

bigsip said...

It was a better-than-good time...

I felt much peace and brotherly support from that meeting of souls.

bigsip said...

I was sucking in, btw...

Had I pushed out, I'd have looked more pregnant than my wife, who happens to be at 31 weeks now, btw!

Jamison had to push pretty hard to get that belly, though...

Jamison said...

im sorry, bu the picture of that burger looks so freakin good. I have to admit. I wish I had the cheese on top though... Chuck actually asked me if I wanted the cheese on top. I told him it didnt matter, what kind of freak cares about that? Then here I am wishing it was on top...

bigsip said...

Yeah, the cheese would have looked better on the top side, but that's one good-lookin burger!

Brewster said...

Dude, of course the cheese goes on top. What were you thinking?

bigsip said...

Jamison,

Sorry I didn't say this earlier, but that was an awesome write-up!

It was definitely our best smoke night to date, by far.

I think you captured much of that special time in this post and I appreciate that.

I hope my new pipe gets here by Sunday night so we can enjoy a taste of the same So. Pri. and P. Pri. Now if we can just get some Yachtsman!

-sip

Jamison said...

Yes, i shall buy some yachtsmen this week.
the monthly smoke nights tend to get better each tiem. I remember at Chucks house that it was "the best one ever" then last time's took that title...

bigsip said...

I'm afraid it will be lessened somewhat with our good friend's departure.

Nevertheless, I shall eagerly anticipate this Sunday night's festivities as well as other of our get-togethers! Especially the ones for which Chuck returns...

However, we'll sit, smoke, and enjoy and come what may.

mullinz8 said...

Wonderful write up Jamison.

I only wish I had been there.

bigsip said...

I wish you had been there, too, Mullins...

Of course, we brought up all of your names, families, etc. with great fondness during our discussions.

It was our wish that all of us could be together for the moment. Alas, miles away we are...

Fortunately, we had all the boys and girls in our hearts.

bigsip said...

I kept looking at that burger, trying to think of what it reminded me of...

I finally figured out that it makes me think of the singing DL Roth burger in "Better Off Dead".

Jamison said...

that, or Mayor McCheese that stood on most McDonalds playgrounds... the playground equiptment we played on as kids was so dangerous... and really odd.

bigsip said...

"Evahbody wants some!!!! I want some too ahh!!!"

Yeah, I remember Mayor McCheese...

They need to bring back the whole gang, including Grimace, The Hamburgler, Birdie, and the Mayor...

How did they ever come up with these characters?

Jamison said...

the Fry Guys are like a bad acid trip...

I woke up this morning with no idea that i would use the term "Mayor McCheese" nor did I think I would ever use it again for the rest of my life, but here I am... Ahhh, life.

bigsip said...

HA! I'd forgotten the Fry Guys!

Was there ever a Chicken McNugget character? If there is one, I'm scared of it...

Jamison said...

twas a very small character, early animatronics. all wedged in a box together...

bigsip said...

Ahhhh!!!!

That's frightening...they are my "rubber dolly"...

Actually, ventriloquists' dummies are my bane...

But, CMNTs are a close second.

Jamison said...

CMNT... chicken mcnuggests I pressume? Well done Sip.

bigsip said...

it's either that or "cement" with no vowels...