Venti mocha frappuchino: in Italian it means, up way, way past your bedtime.
Had Sarah and I not stopped for coffee on the way to her house last night, and had I not insisted on venti amounts of caffeinated bliss, I might have made it to bed before three o’clock in the morning. But then, where’s the fun it that?
We’d had big plans to get drunk with underage blonde twins (down boys), but when the DVD player broke, my copy of the 1961 classic, Parent Trap made a better coaster than it did entertainment. So we moved to Plan B: Drinking and talking and eating things out of takeout containers with chopsticks.
We do that really well.
Sarah reminds me of one of those songs that when you hear it, everything sort of quickens. You walk faster and maybe with a bit of a skip. You feel a little bit better about life and you put it on repeat so you don’t have to go back to the humdrum of the rest of your Walmart music selection. That’s right – Sarah is a Beach Boy’s song. Or Stevie Wonder’s “For Once in My Life” or maybe (god forgive me) The Brady Bunch’s “Sunshine Day.” And even after you’ve sweated through your work clothes on the hour-long train ride from Brooklyn, you’re still feeling pretty okay about the world, cause you got some Sarah stuck in your head.
So by the time I stowed my laptop and clicked off the lamp, I didn’t pay much mind to the digital numbers’ glowing reminder of my bedtime infraction. Good news at work, Sarah for a song and some late night IM hijinks were more than sufficient insurance that Friday was gonna be an alright day. Even after only three hours of sleep.
Good news??? Tell us!!
Or at least those of us you like.
Love the song comparison. I’ve totally got songs like that. “Billy Jean,” and “Little Red Corvette” come to mind.
I thought I saw you on IM way too late last night – I didn’t want to encourage later hours. For either of us *lol*.
Your night sounds terrif though! Well done.
Fantastic way to pay homage to a friend! A friend of mine recently told all his friends what songs they reminded him of. It was both hilarious and touching. May your summer continue be filled with great friends and iced bliss in 20 oz. doses.
That is just about the sweetest thing I have ever heard. But then again, how could you not love Sarah?!?
man, fish, you sure make moving to NYC more appealing by the day. to think, perhaps i could kick it with you fabulous laides more than once a year! fun night, and great sketch of sarah via music. that girl’s just got somethin’. you too!
it’s beautiful that a woman can write about another woman in such a loving (and creatively evocative) way. i love this. i have a sarah, too…my friend jennie…love her! i am touched by this entry.
Oh, you.
I was born in Malaysia,and never see west,I grew up listening to Malaysian pop/traditional song.I waste almost 20 years of my time not listening to Stevie Wonder.How do i love his song,like you do,it gives me some sort of energy when i got back from a long day at school.
You’re lucky, Fish. And I’m sure the same is true for Sarah. Brady Bunch? Good grief.
Music and friendship, the good stuff is hard to come by, but when they’re good, they’re two of the greatest powers in the universe! You have a fantabulous gift. Thanks for sharing it with the world.
I love the image of eating out of chinese cartons like they do in the movies…
I love friends like that! You are truly blessed…
I’ve been following your blog for a while now but this post prompted a comment out of me. It made me think about my girlfriends in a whole new way. I’m so thankful I’ve got “Summertime” and “Singin’ In The Rain” in my playbook!