This morning I got downtown a little after six. The sun was just peaking over the east mountains and casting long shadows across the city. I stopped by Walgreen’s to grab some orange juice and say hi to Ellie, my usual early morning cashier. All the tourists were recovering from the parties the night before. Well, almost all of them.
I looked over on the concrete and there was a guy there laid out and sleeping. He was clean cut, nicely dressed, and his luggage was sitting there next to him. I was really surprised that a big suitcase like that made it through the night without any protection.
Now, I’m used to folks sleeping on the concrete. After living in San Francisco, this is obviously nothing new to me. But it just seemed strange that such a normal looking well groomed guy was there on the street. Everyone just looked at him and walked by. I wanted to check on him, but you can’t take risks like that alone. I needed back up.
I ended up calling dispatch and asking them to send some medics over. I could tell this guy was breathing, but he was sleeping through an awful lot of sirens and cars zooming by him. Drunk? High on drugs?
Well, they finally got there and we woke him up. it took a little while to shake him out of it. They asked him his name and why he was sleeping on the street with his luggage. His answer?
” All I remember is leaving the club with this girl that I met last night. We were going back to her place.”
Ah, yes. Be sure to check for your wallet and welcome to Las Vegas.
Thank you to those of you who have been writing comments. I hadn’t seen any come through for a while so I looked in the list of comments being moderated and found about 40 in there. I saved the ones that I could and then turned off the comment moderation. I will do that manually from now on because the plugin was just too trigger happy.
When I was in high school, my two favorite styles of music were Country and Hip-Hop/Rap. I liked most of the music that came thru in those genres. However, both have gone down in quality. My two complaints:
Country music has become a contest of cliches. This makes for very shallow songs.
Rap music seems to be on one subject: Money…and how much rappers have of it. If you aren’t well versed in jewelry and automobiles, you can become very lost in their lyrics. It especially bothers me when new rappers talk about these things. To me it seems wishful thinking on their part because they were writing these “lyrics” even before their first album was released. I wonder how many artists wrote about lots of money and then had a bad selling record. Ironic.
So, considering the spotted saturation of popular genres, a while back I decided to create my own genre. This genre is “Smooth Groove”. I enjoy this because I decide who is in and who is out. James Taylor, John Mayer, Pharrell, and Norah Jones are in. Any country stars debuting after 1999 are out. Joshua Radin, Willie Nelson, Kalai and Teitur are in. Clay Aiken and most “American Idol” contestants are out. (Clay Aiken is very, very, very, very out.)
The best thing about having your genre is that you can accept certain songs from artists, but not others. For instance, Chicago is in when the group included Peter Cetera. When Peter Cetera left in mid-1985, so did the band’s placement in the Smooth Groove genre.
I have this genre because when I want good music from all different genres, I play from Smooth Groove. Feel free to adopt the Smooth Groove genre. Customize it to your liking. Let me know who makes it in.
Here are two gems to get your Smooth Groove collections started.
Sleeping In by The Postal Service
Dear Sir by Again and Again