Of burgers, & binges.
Yes, it’s a Friday. Again. One of the recurring things that we look forward to — in our week. The refresh of a ritual that grew in our latency nuance to what lies ahead. Is it a luxury, is it an element of seeking blasphemy into our mundane lives, or just something we are prepared to pass the tides into — and participate in the ebb & flow that is natural to our being human, and occur into time — as accidents of some origin story we nary have the brains to understand or even begin to fathom?
So the story to tell is what weekends will i be able to remember in all the history of weekends, or of writing?
I can possibly attest to quite a few drunken, spelunked ones back in the ummm, just yesterday. By myself at a favourite dive, or at a place where people might actually know my name — or face, or cellular phones as i beep my way through their auto-café detect zones.
As a subscription addict, that matches my ex-husband’s drive to own more than ten credit cards to bear his name, i think my addiction would be iTunes, apps, and downloading the latest movie i have yet to catch up or latch on to. I go through a binge-watch session really quickly — and the better the dialogues, the faster i get through them. TheOrder, BloodWars, TheCrown, & mostly all the entertainment addicts could attest to the way that gets our attention — mostly through a pace that we are comfortable with.
For all other conundrums in the ether, there are burgers for that.
#HappyFriday #BurgersAreForTheDesignChallenged #EtherMermanFrockists
