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Sunday, December 4, 2011

Three Alarm Nonsense



I just enjoyed some time away, launched like a rocket traveling at 80mph up the east coast in my daughter’s Civic, aimed at North Carolina, plugged in to iTunes while the humming vibration of hot asphalt beneath our speeding wheels lulled me into a state of blessed detachment. It was twelve hours of straight driving, which we shared, quickly stopping at random restaurants and rest areas for fast food and bathroom breaks. It’s funny how I view people when I’m on the road. Every face is that of a stranger’s, familiar in a “we live on this planet together” kind of way, yet somehow foreign, weird, or potentially dangerous.


When the world is a stranger I tend to relax more, dragging my rumpled ass into McDonalds with wind blown hair, wrinkled pants, dirty sunglasses, and a coffee stained T-shirt. Who cares what everyone thinks…I’ll never see them again.

It’s a good time to practice my assertiveness training skills, “These fries are cold!” or wear that blonde wig that I’ve been too shy to wear around the people that know me. My dominant Mediterranean genes have gifted me with a bushy unibrow, spiky black leg hairs (capable of scraping the paint off a wrought iron fence) and a healthy crop of arm fuzz long enough for braiding. Who can blame me for wanting to join the likes of Goldilocks, and Goldie Hawn, after all it’s been widely reported that blondes have more fun. I like fun. But no, I’m dark and moody; I could never sport a blonde wig and get away with it. I’d look like a buffalo in drag.



So, I’m writing about random nonsense today when I should be writing about the true meaning of Christmas or how to save Spotted Owls. It’s sort of like being at a three-alarm house fire and reporting on the parking problems caused by the fire-trucks lining the road. This type of writing has it’s place, and I can do it as well as the next guy, yet after a while there’s a certain droning sound that takes over, much like a chatty neighbor reporting on her recent gallbladder surgery…I stare and drool, pretending to listen, but my mind has traveled to a distant galaxy where I’m bungee jumping from the tail of a fiery comet, or dancing a tango across the Big Dipper with God.



I’ve never really fit in with the main stream of things, although I’ve certainly tried. I’ve edited my mouth, attire, and interests, in hopes of fitting in, but I’ve never been able to tame my thoughts. They’re as wild as the Serengeti and always seem to be getting me into trouble. Yet the older I get the less I care about fitting in and I actually enjoy being a bit different.



Where am I going with this post? I don’t know. My muse stayed behind in Savannah for a dancing convention and you’re stuck with me. Consider this my stretching exercise before my inspired performance of The Nutcracker.
Gee, it’s good to be back. I’ve missed you guys.







37 comments:

Karen Wojcik Berner said...

Sounds like you had lots of fun, Leah. Traveling is a bit like Halloween, huh? You can be whatever you want to be on that day. What wonderful freedom!

Leah Griffith said...

That's a good way of putting it Karen. LOL!! There is freedom in being a stranger;)

Chris said...

We have missed you too, dear friend. I hope you had fun on your trip. And dare I say, have we been honored by the presence of the Chicken-dance Muse? Or is this a new one, the Blabbermouth Muse? Either way, I like what I see :)

Leah Griffith said...

This muse is a random fill-in for the moody muse, she's a cross between the blabbermouth and chicken dance with a touch of ADHD. I have some major blog reading to catch up on my dear...I'll be sending you an email;)

Anna said...

I can totally relate to 'they will never see me again' LOL. How very true and that is the best time to just let your hair down and be you! No pretenses, nothing. Just you! North Carolina??? You are very close to me, relatively speaking :)

Leah Griffith said...

Anonymity has its benefits;) Anna, I used to live in NC. I still have family there...in the Raleigh area. I also visited Savannah and fell totally in love with her! Where are you my dear?

JANU said...

Good to have you back...glad you had the break and fun.

Rimly said...

Ha,ha,ha...I can understand what you mean about wild thoughts. I too have them and cant seem to control them sometimes and I really dont care much as I am growing older. Love reading your posts. Good to have you back

Leah Griffith said...

Yeah, those dudes on the Youtube video about summed it up;)
LOL!! Rimly, we have to agree to never allow each other to follow the herd mentality!

Leah Griffith said...

It's great to be back Janu!

Martha J. M. Orlando said...

Well, if this is random nonsense, Leah, you can keep it coming! I couldn't stop laughing, especially at that "on the road and I'll never see these people again so who cares" - that's exactly how I am when we travel!
Oh, and that buffalo in drag thing - LOL! What an image!
Okay, I'm laughing all over again.
Thanks for making my day!
Blessings!

Jan said...

Love the video, I am a wild thinker and a random fun kinda girl...I have come to realize that um I am not a movie star and I don't need to be "on" all the time. I stomp in mud puddles, sing and dance to the muzak in grocery stores. I can so relate to the traveling garb. I once went to the mall with my son and his girlfriend, me dressed as an upperscale retail store clerk, she as a preppie girl and my son as a thug. I can't tell you how much fun we had...

Kathy said...

Welcome back Leah!...and ahhhh, I love road trips...as you write.... "Who cares what everyone thinks…I’ll never see them again. "....ahhh, love that feeling! That's one reason I love driving through the tunnel to Berkeley...such freedom there!

Kathy said...

Leah!..did you know that the comment dictator is telling me my comment is awaiting approval... noooo...that goes against the whole post!!!

Jodi Chapman said...

Welcome back, dear Leah! You were definitely missed!

Marie from Rock The Kasbah said...

The most enjoyable rambling I've ever read! And do it go blond. Even if it's just a wig. I bought a wig of my dream hair when I shaved my head for St. Baldricks. I've only worn it like 4 times, but I totally love that I always have the option of thick straight banged dark brunette hair any time I want it.

Jerly said...

"when I’m on the road. Every face is that of a stranger’s, familiar in a “we live on this planet together” kind of way, yet somehow foreign, weird, or potentially dangerous." Liked this line :)

Shreya said...

Finally you are back! :D *I could never sport a blonde wig and get away with it. I’d look like a buffalo in drag*.. LOL ;) Lovely post. :) xx

Leah Griffith said...

Miss Martha, I'm thrilled to have made you laugh...did you shoot coffee out of your nose? That would have been even better!!! LOLOL!!!!

Leah Griffith said...

Jan, if you lived near me we could stir up a whole lotta trouble! You're my kind of person;)

Leah Griffith said...

Kathy, I'm picturing you letting loose in the Berkeley Tunnel! LOL!!! Why oh why do the coolest people live so far away from me? We'll just have to figure out a way to stir things up online....LOL!!
Sorry about the post dictator. I'm a bit of a control freak. *grin

Leah Griffith said...

Jodi, I'll be stopping by for some inspiration. Get me a plate ready;)

Leah Griffith said...

Marie, I think I just might do it! What the hell...right? Of course I could only wear it on road trips and such. I'm certain my daughter won't go along with it, but then again she's got long blonde hair and can't relate to mummy's hidden desire to become a sex symbol. LOL!!

Leah Griffith said...

Jerly, I guess my mom taught me well about stranger danger. I'm so talkative though that's it's hard to ignore people.

Leah Griffith said...

Shreya!!! If I get a blonde wig will you get one too? We can do it together;)

Corinne Rodrigues said...

Seems like we both were away for a while...Love your random nonsense...don't you ever edit your mouth or any part of you!! ♥

Leah Griffith said...

Corinne! Where were you my darling? Some place exotic I hope. It's good to be back...I'm heading your way with my unedited mouth so watch out! LOL!!

Shreya said...

Lol, we will look like a pair of odd ducks then. ;) No wonders if we have to stand in the museum. :P

Leah Griffith said...

I'd look like an old odd duck Shreya! LOL!! They would put us in the museum of oddities. Yup!

Andy said...

Hello Leah.
lol...I don't know why you would want to look like all those ditsy blondes when you could try your hand at a nice auburn instead! Sophia Loren was/is a sex symbol & she had/has dark hair. Look at me...I'm Adonis...can you imagine ME with blond hair...I think not!
You are unique in your own way, that's what makes you special. Where would we be without your wicked sense of humor? I mean, I'm still trying to remove that chocolate sauce you poured all over my face...I wouldn't let anyone else do that (except my wife)! You have a great sense of humor. Keep on entertaining us!
Thanks for sharing.

For ref:
Under Your Spell

sulekkha said...

LOL, enjoyed each and every word of your untamed post. You are fantastic,happy birthday once again and keep writing...:)

pamanner said...

Ha-ha! This post seems oddly reminiscent of strange dreams I have :-). It's fun to just rant or ramble as our minds pull us along on a wild ride!

Mari Sterling Wilbur said...

Love this line and totally agree: "Yet the older I get the less I care about fitting in and I actually enjoy being a bit different." I love being viewed as a bit different. Makes life a bit more exciting, which at my age I need. :)

Leah Griffith said...

Andy, I had a blast pouring that chocolate sauce over you!!! I also agree that being a blonde is not all its cracked up to be what with the IQ thing and all. LOL!! JUST KIDDING!

Leah Griffith said...

Sulekkha, thank you my darling. I had a fabulous birthday!

Leah Griffith said...

Pamanner I totally agree. If I couldn't write my thoughts down I think I would go crazy. So, now that I have a blog I can drive the rest of you crazy;)

Leah Griffith said...

Mari my dear I agree totally. I love my differences...they're what makes me me. No more fitting in for Leah! LOL!! Being older makes you bolder;)

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