Time was, once upon a time when the Baroness was young and unfettered, there would be no hesitation whatsoever in going to events solo.
I didn't need a crew; I was happy enough with my own company. Dining alone meant an opportunity to combine two of my favorite pastimes, eating and reading. Movies alone? Notepad in hand, slightly aloof disposition - I just pretended that I was a film critic.
But now, I don't know what has shifted. With the embarrassment of cultural riches that are making their way through our burg: Bela Fleck , David Sedaris, "Puppetry of the Penis" (strangely but sadly unrelated to the David Sedaris reading, btw), The 22nd Vancouver International Writers and Readers Festival, flamenco dance performances, chamber music recitals, medical lectures, "Evil Dead: The Musical", I am jazzed up yet highly reluctant to go it alone. And it is vexingly irksome.
Damn you, Greeks, or whoever invented 'agoras' that one could become phobic about.
Another act I would be intrigued to see is Ani DiFranco. Not too long ago, my good friend The Book Pusher (who sometimes does double-duty as The Music Pusher) gave me a CD with some of this talented woman's songs on it - I was immediately charmed by the clever lyrics.
Today's rumination:
". . .We got egos like hairdos
They're different every day
Depending on how we slept the night before. . ."
They're different every day
Depending on how we slept the night before. . ."
May you all be having a good hair day - manageable, full-bodied, and oh so shiny.
10 comments:
You can do it! Jump!
Countess Mama: I can't - I have social vertigo.
I gotta agree with you on this one. I am not, nor was I ever, a go-it-aloner. Does that make me (and you by default) a freak?
I think most social events go down better when enjoyed in the company of friends.
But if it's lounging I'm looking for, I go solo. I can't tell you how many movies I've done on my own . . .
I'm right there with you. Having experienced life and laughter with a friend, it feels vacant when I wander alone. Sharing an experience is the crema on my espresso. Even coffee feels flat right now when sipping solo...
I figured the feeling would pass, but now I'm not so sure. Helps to know I'm not the only one with social vertigo (Love that!)
Being the Ethel to your Lucy I know there is no finer company...and when alone who is there to disagree with you? which i relish when I have those conversations with myself I usually always agree.....
Having hung out on airplanes with you, I can promise... your company is all that a molasses cookie!
I love eating with a good book.
I dread socializing with those that must be entertained.
Sometimes I barely have enough thoughts to fill my own head, much less somebody elses!
But for you Baroness, anytime... anywhere!
I'm of the "Don't really want to talk, would rather sit back and observe as if alone but need the security blanket of someone I know next to me" ilk.
In other words, I want my space and need it too.
word verification: pressio.
Italian for "just do it."
Countess Nine: We are Super Freaks, We're SuperFreaky - Yaow!
Count Cheeky: Is the movie thing because we're primarily in darkness so no one can see, or is it just because it's a larger version of watching tv?
Countess Ti: A-ha! It's the sharing I'm missing. Yes! I'm finally ready to do evolve from my only child autocracy.
Countess of YY: Sometimes, as you well know, I just kinda like the quiet. I like having the only important opinion in the room...
Countess AG: Aww, hon-eee! And I love being your molasses cookie.
This whole socializing thing? Always seems so much more promising in theory. I gotta practise more.
I'm with the Cheek Man. It is so much more fun to say "Remember when we" instead of "One time I".
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