Friday BBQ Spotify 3/29/13
OK, spring has sprung. We’ve finally had a few upper clouds that make me think I’m back in Texas or Colorado, with just a twinge of heat and humidity. (I know, if you’re from Tampa, Beaumont, or Cincinnati, it still feels non-existent.) But summer is clearly within sight at the end of the tunnel. It’s been a weird week for me. My left eye has a burst blood vessel, and I’m watching it closely (no pun intended) to make sure it’s just an irritation. At my age, whenever I have any kind of body affliction, I tend to get a little nostalgic and start “reaffirming my nature.” These physical abnormalities usually turn out to be no big deal, but that’s my process. We’ve had a good week in the barbecue business and my daughter is home from college on spring break, so I feel good about that. And I sit here on Friday with no clue as to what music to select. Nothing particular on the calendar. We originally thought the Conroe Cajun Catfish Festival was this weekend in our old hometown, so I was prepping some cajun music, but that festival isn’t actually happening until October. We have a pretty eclectic client base, so I’ve been thinking about everything from country music to hip-hop, just not for this week. And Easter music isn’t exactly a barnburner. Has anyone ever written music about Easter? But I just saw something really interesting. Our lovely friend Pascha is having a big birthday party this Saturday. And when I looked up the term “Easter” on Wikipedia, there in front of me it tells me our little old Christian festival is also called “the Pascha.” Now, my Pascha was born in Afghanistan, and raised as a Muslim. And I don’t know if someone wanted to stick it in Mohammed’s ear by naming her after a Christian celebration, but there you go. She’s even married to a terrific Army boy from Florida who fought in the war in Afghanistan. And then it hit me.
Baseball season begins this weekend! The unifying force that is baseball. The one sport that always takes me back to when I was a little boy. The one I watch with all my friends, whether they were born in Killeen or Kandahar. I live in a pretty cool place here in the San Francisco Bay area. This wonderful collision of different cultures who still find a common ground with each other. If you’re celebrating the Easter weekend for its original intent, enjoy it and take it to heart. But maybe you can also think about how nice it can be to build friendships with others who came from a completely different world from yours, and how glorious it can be to share your lives together. So here we are. I’m feeling good about being in the barbecue business, getting ready to celebrate the birthday of my gorgeous Muslim-born, Christian-named, solid gold-hearted friend with my family, worrying about my bloody eye, and feeling sappy and nostalgic. And thankfully, listening to music about baseball. Have a wonderful Easter weekend everyone.