this friday mish had plans. i didn't. it was now wednesday night. what to do? in a desperation induced brainstorm i came up with what i end up calling the "Three B's". That is: Beer, Bratwurst, and Bottle Rocket (the movie). it will be a guys night. I send an email out because I am too young to use the phone and too old for text messages. everyone responds back. only two of my friends are able to make it with such short notice.
much of the cool summer night was spent on the front porch chatting around a still warm grill with corn husks bending out from underneath the lid. it was very relaxing. very simple. very spontaneous. we all enjoyed each others company. the brats turned out better than I expected. The wheat beer sweetened things up. when the night was wrapping up we all agreed that it is getting harder and harder to be spontaneous as we get older. much of our lives throughout the week are already planned. pretty much all of my weekends in September are already spoken for. crazy.
tonight we all decided that despite are busy lives we should still try for the spontaneous.