Or just your long lost youth?
As I've mentioned before, Don Henley has written the soundtrack of my life, for better and worse. Sometimes much worse...
So last night I dreamt of an old friend who I loved once, more than I knew at the time perhaps. In the dream, which did not last near long enough, she had no reason to give me the time of day, let alone forgive me, but she was as gentle and kind and funny as she always was...
Queue Don Henley's "That Old Flame"
Got a message in my mailbox
From an old friend I hardly see
All it said was you were trying
To get in touch with me
And I stared down at your number
And I felt passion and I felt fear
And I wondered what the hell you wanted
After all these years
'Cause there is danger in the embers
And you have only yourself to blame
If you get burned when you try to rekindle
That old flame
Well I know we ended badly
And I was angry for a long long time
But I've grown some and I wanted you to know that I'm doing just fine
And I'm not asking for a replay
I got no delusions, got no designs
Can I borrow just a little cup of kindness
For Auld Lang Syne
'Cause there is danger in the embers
And you have only yourself to blame
If you get burned when you try to rekindle
That old flame
Speak to me plain
Tell me the truth
Is it really me you miss
Or just your long lost youth?
Yeah there is danger in the embers
And you know nothing, nothing stays the same
Yeah you can get burned when you try to rekindle
That old flame
Yeah you can get burned when you try to rekindle
That old flame
The song doesn't quite apply, but these lyrics toward the end haunt me in my middle age:
Speak to me plain
Tell me the truth
Is it really me you miss
Or just your long lost youth?
And this I just remembered. She and I attended an Eagles concert at the Metropolitan Stadium in Bloomington, Minnesota, the summer of 1978. It rained but I brought a sheet of plastic with room for two. It was one of the best dates ever...
Which are hard to fit...
Finding zapatos that accommodate my 10-1/2 EEEE (or sometimes H) stompers has been a challenge this past half century or so. It's all the more difficult when they have to work with my uniform - black and leather-like.
Last weekend I was in Phoenix at a conference so I visited Ace Uniforms during a lunch break. I was told it would be the Disneyland of uniform stores. It lived up to the hype.
I did some business with Don, getting a couple Blauer Armorskin external armor carriers of the correct size. My recent weight loss moved me from a XL to L. I'd say "Yay," but that means I have to send my armor panels back to Second Chance to be recut. Then I found some ready bags in which to carry our AR500 rifle armor.
Professional business done, my eyes turned to the wall of shoes and boots. First I got a pair of pretty normal looking Bates 3/4 rise boots with zip sides. They fit. They're solid. They're sold!
"Let me show you one more option," says the helpful sales clerk through a sly smile. He hands me a box labeled Under Armor. I thought it was empty. I opened the box to look down on a pair of something that look like boots but which were lighter, much lighter. "DPS loves these," he says. I can see why. My none too dainty hooves are in heaven! They looks like boots, but they feel like bedroom slippers. Mrowww! Zero break-in, total comfort. The Under Armor Valsetz RTS Tactical boot; give 'em a try!
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