1/27/23

If you know anything much about the kind of guy I am, you’d be surprised to learn that I’ve never seen the 1985 classic, The Goonies.

I took a weird pride in being “that guy,” zigging when everyone expected him to zag. Which, like, is really kind of sad when you think about it. Plenty of more productive forms of defying expectations out there, Ethan …

Anyway, I made a new friend, who was stupefied by the news. But when they expressed said stupefication, I zagged when I usually zig. I said they were right, and that I really ought to see it.

And I just did.

And loved every minute of it.

Good friends don’t just hold you accountable. They cause you to hold yourself accountable, often without even knowing their doing it. Accountable even to silly things like taking pride in not seeing movies everybody expects you to see.

Anyway, have I mentioned I’ve never seen Firefly?

Just kidding.

Now you say you’re starting to feel the push & pull

Of what could be and never can

You mirror me, stumbling through those