There are precious few things I miss about working as a flower delivery driver, the pay sucked, my bosses were idiots and the last two months I worked there were like being stuck as the houseguest of a couple that should have been divorced years ago but remain together out of both habit and spite.
The one thing I really do miss though was the actual driving. There was something interesting and liberating about being amongst "The People." It was a luxury to enter and exit everyone's little daytime worlds as they were happening. Most of the time one works in one place, amongst a group of people each with their own stories and patterns. It was sweet to enter and exit multiple little worlds, leaving little more than a smile and a vase. It caused me to really feel connected to the world around me. Being "about my Father's business," if you will (not trying to compare myself to Jesus but like, you get the idea).
My aunt (step-aunt but who's counting) died a little over a week ago. Very young. Head-on collision on the toll road. She didn't even see it coming. She was one of the good ones. One of the ones that treated me and my brother instantly like family, rather than just those two kids who sometimes showed up to family functions with my father. Her sons miss her. Many were sad to see her go. I hope I someday have that positive effect on so many people. Rest in Peace, Roberta Ellis.
That Deadboy and the Elephantmen record has been getting a lot of play from me lately. Solid swampy rock from a male-female duo. Comparisons to the White Stripes are sort of apt, but at the same time kind of miss the mark. Definitely worth checking out. Get the self-titled record by Coliseum also. Noisy punk/hardcore. That one's rocking the shit out of me too. Listen to both of these records and you're well on your way to being almost as cool as I am. You can all dream, can't you?
The one thing I really do miss though was the actual driving. There was something interesting and liberating about being amongst "The People." It was a luxury to enter and exit everyone's little daytime worlds as they were happening. Most of the time one works in one place, amongst a group of people each with their own stories and patterns. It was sweet to enter and exit multiple little worlds, leaving little more than a smile and a vase. It caused me to really feel connected to the world around me. Being "about my Father's business," if you will (not trying to compare myself to Jesus but like, you get the idea).
My aunt (step-aunt but who's counting) died a little over a week ago. Very young. Head-on collision on the toll road. She didn't even see it coming. She was one of the good ones. One of the ones that treated me and my brother instantly like family, rather than just those two kids who sometimes showed up to family functions with my father. Her sons miss her. Many were sad to see her go. I hope I someday have that positive effect on so many people. Rest in Peace, Roberta Ellis.
That Deadboy and the Elephantmen record has been getting a lot of play from me lately. Solid swampy rock from a male-female duo. Comparisons to the White Stripes are sort of apt, but at the same time kind of miss the mark. Definitely worth checking out. Get the self-titled record by Coliseum also. Noisy punk/hardcore. That one's rocking the shit out of me too. Listen to both of these records and you're well on your way to being almost as cool as I am. You can all dream, can't you?