Star Trek Next Generation is on SciFi Network.
I got the cheapest DVD player at Best Buy, but we can't figure out how to make it work with our ancient TV. I didn't even know the TV was ancient. Velvet was well on the way to solving the mystery when friends arrived. Now the fiesta continues - but he's been a good son and checked with me prior to inviting kids over. More impressive, he arranged his plans so we could have dinner together. It's hard to lament the television status as long as there is some variation of Star Trek available.
As my happy little world spins around in the rabbit hole, I'm going to take comfort in the fact that Whoopi Goldberg straightened out the space time continuum. I have a feeling my personal space time continuum will get realigned this week when I have dinner with a dear old friend on Thursday. She and I rediscovered each other at the New York premier of Why We Wax. One of the men in the film is best friends with this amazing woman. She and I were big buddies before I got married, and she met Velvet when he was just a few days old. I'll call her Pineapple Head since that was our nickname for her back in the days when we were all secretaries at a major public relations firm. She had a weave of very long braids tied into a top knot that resembled pineapple fronds sprouting from the crown of her head. On her, it was all together charming.
We haven't seen each other in years and years - since the funeral of one of my all time favorite people who was Pineapple Head's best friend in the world. Our friend, who had her own Public Relations firm specializing in Rappers, died when she was 31 from a blood clot in her leg.
Her funeral was at a Baptist church in Newark. That day I saw some rappers sing gospel that could have blown the roof off the church. Then an old, old lady whose skin looked even darker in her white dress, white hat with netting and gleaming white shoes, sang "He's got His Eye on the Sparrow," tremendously off-key and filled with the bliss that goes along with making a joyful noise. I wished I could be a Church Lady that day. It has to be a great comfort to have that kind of faith.
Finding Pineapple Head now that my marriage to Buzz Kill is behind me and Velvet is on his way to college brings me back to the beginning of my life in New York. Hopefully coming full circle will nudge me back on the right path. Lately, the path has been a little twisted.
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