Sunday, September 18, 2005

What would the world be like if Castro had signed with the Yankees back in '52? Rum punches at El Club Nacional would still be cheap. Havana would still be the Mafia run sink-hole of the Caribbean. More little boys in Miami would be named Fidel. The Castro brothers would have a Chevy dealership or own a couple of saloons in the Keys. Maybe Fidel would be Commissioner of Baseball for life, though it ought to be Henry Aaron. I wonder what a Castro rookie card would go for?

Where do we get this stuff? This is but a tip o' the iceberg. Funny sunglasses. Eating. Drinking. You name it, we got it. Fifteen minutes of fame? We got enough crap to supply a couple of lifetimes. We'd be on Letterman tomorrow, if the poor guy had a better ticker.

To the casual observer, many things in life seem inconsequential. Often they are. Then, on the rare occasion, comes meaning and life pays out. It's up to you to figure it out. I've already decided. It was Miles Davis who once said, "Let's play it first and talk about it later."


Blogger Jessica said...

i love the picture of the flames! freaking awesome...

11:45 PM  

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