I mean what? This soda is incredible. My daddy would have loved it. In tribute, #iamgrateful and #iamthankful for the soda, the typography, the name and holy heck, the taste. What a combination with citrus, black pepper….wow.
It’s wonderful. You get the bright almost powdered creaminess of the Turmeric right at first sip and then it falls away and you get a light sweetness balanced with citrus (the peel essence is clear and evident, like what you’d get from a good cocktail) and effervescence; right when you finish your sip you get a lingering pepper sensation with a heat that’s truly subtle but enough of a note that you know it’s there. I. Mean. Whoa.Nice work Dona Chai
America is America. I love her always. I feel patriotism always. My parents, my wife, my family, all love me because of me and in spite of me. They don’t love all I do, or all of how I do it. They do always love me. True love means loving the being and the entity, and separating those from the actions.
I love America. I also acknowledge that we’re a young nation. It’s easy to forget that our actual time in the spotlight has been shorter than the average life expectancy of our people.
We’re young. And we’re all the things that youth brings with it. Confidence and energy. Arrogance and recklessness. The biggest thing that youth gives us is the energy to make mistakes, and the strength and confidence to recover and learn from those mistakes.
We’ve made lots of them. Look at our poverty. Look at our education system. Look at our wealth gap. Look at our infrastructure. Look at the way we (sometimes, not often, not always, just sometimes) treat each other. Today is not our forever. Today is not our destiny. Today is merely, today. The only thing today is for sure, is a byproduct of yesterday.
I know what America means to me. It means every single day I stand on the shoulders of the hundreds of millions of people who came before me and sewed together some piece of this fabric. I know America means to me that I am not welcome in some parts of this country implicitly, and I know in others explicitly. I am not young anymore. I also have my own experience and perspective. I know I’m welcome in more places today than I would have been 43 years ago when I was born. And I know my son and daughter are welcome in more places than I was at their age. It’s not perfect. Neither am I. It’s getting better.
Which is more than I can sometimes say for myself. If peopled judged me for the way I acted in my youth (hell, even the way I acted a month ago), I’d be alone I’m sure.
I won’t judge all of America on some of the actions of Today.
In the end, I love all of America, but… I know what America means to me. It means the power to choose to be like TI. Happy 4th of July. There’s a new kind of independence we need to fight for. TI’s got it going on IMHO. And I applaud this vision, very specifically. Very explicitly. I don’t applaud his public drunkenness, how he treated Tiny, or none of that. But nobody’s perfect.
I can separate action from actor, and maybe today, I need to do more of that to keep moving forward. If there is a fight in our world today it is the fight for meaning. All that we rail against is anchored in our search and desire for meaning. I love America.
#iamgrateful and #iamthankful for America. All of it. I’m not feeling less patriotic, I’m feeling more. Because love is objective and independent and from the inside out. True love exists independent of reciprocation.(And let me be clear, I feel super loved back, America.)
Yesterday while running around town(s) I tuned away from NPR and after a third trip around the dial I ended up at this song. I then opened the window and turned the volume in my CRV up to 25. I’m certain every person that approached me planned on finding a 40 year old woman driving the car and reliving her youth.
Instead, they found a 40 year old woman in the body of a 40 year old man driving the car and reliving his/her youth.
I have about 12-15 minutes everyday where I am solo in the car. I mostly use that time for NPR. I have been crushing NPR since I started driving actually. But the news is all the same these days so I have started diving in on specific songs that I can turn up to 25 in our CRV. Perfect sound level. Because the speakers and my ears can handle it, and because it’s loud enough that I can’t hear myself sing. Which makes me sound great, like I am nailing every note. (Not happening.) What was my 25 today? Arguably my favorite song of all time for all reasons, and also, what Priya and I used for our first dance. #iamgrateful and #iamthankful for The Gap Band. Do you have a 25?
Long few weeks. But everyone is asleep. And I have a date with GoT (sans my favorite date partner who is still fighting a cold) and a bottle I have been saving for this very specific occasion. Don’t disappoint…show or bottle.
You love this guy. You love this song. And you and I debated the merits of Prince (my choice) vs MJ (your choice) going back to before we should have been able to…I will say it was while watchin’ NY Rocking Eve entering ’85. Well sis, here you have it, as we step up to what will be a great upcoming birthday,
#iamgrateful and #iamthankful that you are my sis, our sis, and Tito Foi to the max…and know this song might as well have been written by all of us for you Anu Kiran.
#iamgrateful and #iamthankful for Tracy Morgan … He’s not my favorite comedian. He doesn’t have my favorite special (even in the recent run that Netflix is having). But man, there are few people you see on stage who come across so real. Where you don’t feel like they’re doing a bit, you feel like they’re just being. When you saw him hosting Billboard, or random comedy tours. That’s what made him great. So when he says he shopped at Walmart even while in a wheelchair because of one of their trucks … “you can’t beat their prices” … I laugh on every level. #iamgrateful and #iamthankful that I’m not all the way through his new special but I’m making my way there; and it’s awesome to see him fully, authentically, killah … back in the game. Also, the world never has enough of the Bee Gees.
Jillian Powers I do have a young girl and heck yeah does she need role models. Let’s be clear, she has many. But let’s also be clear, she will never have enough. As a dad I do my best and have gotten pretty good at adapting stories on the fly, to gender correct so Anaiya is the character and isn’t just reading about a character. But Emily Steel, for all her claiming, is my story. I could care less about BO’R. I care more about the conviction of doing your job, paying your dues, and not being scared off by threats or prestige or status. So yeah. Let’s do this. #iamgrateful and #iamthankful that we have added another chapter to that awesome book on Rebel Girls (thanks Ekata Doshi.)
I needed this. Music that captures and stokes memories with visuals that capture and stoke moods. And with Prince gone, a void that folks likes these can fill. This stuff hits. But the artistry behind the videos (Missy’s words) are…fire.