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30 to 31
on wednesday i jumped from 30 to 31. i haven't yet decided just how i feel about moving into the house of my thirties. before, it was just a home with blank walls and bare floors, but now there are memories. art that hangs, and stains beneath me from the first year lived in this decade of mine. last year just before or after my birthday {i can't recall which} i found a hair growing in my ear. good god, i thought they didn't grow there until one was in their sixties. i stood before the mirror laughing at my attempts to tame this process of aging.
and this year my goals are much of the same, as life tends to be. finish those two unfinished records, and before 32 rolls around, make a third. if only these things could be made overnight, i wouldn't wish to run off with the next before the one presently at hand is finished. go for more walks. eat more carrots. why don't i buy them more often at the store? ride my bike to maine. learn how to better immitate an irish accent. practice more flamenco. and so forth. such nostalgia lives in the quiet hands of these birthdays we have. hands that caress and strangle us both. i suppose more than anything else it is yet another marker of time, that beast that we so feebly attempt to seduce. at the moment, she sleeps peacefully by my side listening to the rain with me. but who knows about tomorrow?
Posted by jeff pitcher at December 5, 2003 06:03 PM
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happy belated birthday, jeff.
Posted by: Dave at December 5, 2003 10:25 PM
I'm a bad friend who does not know birthdays. Like Dave, I wish you a happy birthday. Late, yes, but happy.
Posted by: Christian Kiefer at December 6, 2003 01:55 AM
Happy late birthday mate! Even though you don't know me, I am addicted to your Journal aye. I read it like all the time. (tehehe)
Posted by: Annisa at December 6, 2003 07:18 PM
Happy birthday, lots of love, happiness and love all year around.
Posted by: Eva at December 7, 2003 09:44 AM
i'd just like to say i knew and remembered your birthday. because, well, i'm good at things like that.
Posted by: irene at December 7, 2003 11:09 PM
happy belated birthday, december child. i wanted to give you my wishes in person last week, but the opportunity never came. but i did not forget.
and do not fret with each year's passing. you are one who only grows more beautiful with time, aging ever so gracefully.
p.s. i dreamt i stole back my old piano. hope you are taking good care of it...b/c i miss it dearly.
Posted by: Brina at December 8, 2003 07:37 AM
Have fun with your 30's. As many good things and from personal experience, even ones life improves with age. Eat more carrots, I say. Namaste.
Posted by: Falloutsis at December 8, 2003 09:42 AM
i thank you all for your kind wishes. yesterday, i cut my hair which was about 6 months old which causes me to look twenty five or so. perhpas i will defeat age after all!!! as for your piano dear Brina, it currently lives at Christian Kiefer's house, and i know is used and loved. it certainly has its own voice, which is ever so clear on his song "original." "and hey, where does this road go? the sky is turning, i think the sky is turning red."
Posted by: jeff pitcher at December 9, 2003 12:02 PM
Christian –
I do not know you personally, but I’ve been meaning to say that I like your work, NOT b/c you’re a friend of Jefferson’s, but b/c I really do. Radium….blissful energy. Oyster…so tender. And Carpenter…I’m not gonna lie…it’s very “enticing”. But I am most drawn to Curtain Hits the Cast…a well thought-out, engrossing melody.
Some history on that dear o’ piano sitting in your home – I wrote 4 songs while that piano was in my possession, 3 of the 4 which were dedicated to 3 friends who passed away all in one year (1995), each unrelated causes, one of the 3 from AIDS (interesting that AIDS Day was not so long ago). It was a sad time in my life, which is why I gave up the piano…too many painful memories. But such times also test one’s strengths.
I sang & played the songs live for an audience of ~2,000 people back in my early 20’s (which feels like AGES ago). (4th song was simply to be part of an album I was in the middle of creating but never finished.) Such memories make my fingers itch to stroke the keys of that piano.
The piano’s unique…it was not mass-produced. I know it is in good hands. May it inspire you to continue to write your songs as it did for me.
Sincerely,
Brina
Posted by: Brina at December 9, 2003 06:15 PM
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