In a strange and unfamiliar world somewhere between reason, sanity, imagination and reality, there’s a beautiful flatland full of mindfulness, memories, magic, madness and mayhem.
I’m at home in bed dreaming about the girl of my dreams.
She’s a stirring sight so beautiful, ethereal, romantic and positive to me that whenever I see her, I have to frown to keep from falling down. I get dizzy and my legs are like spaghetti in the wind.
I call this real-life wonder woman “Lasso” because she makes me tell the truth.
But on this enchanted night my moment of bliss is cut short by the thunderous roar of fast-moving cars sounding like the Indy 500 (Indianapolis-500) racetrack.
I woke up and wondered how could this be going on for over 30 minutes?
Then it dawns on me that maybe they are filming the television version of the Fast and Furious in Indianola at the Dollar Tree parking lot.
Rushing in hopes of meeting the cast of the Fast and Furious franchise, I put my shirt on backwards.
However, upon arriving on site, and upon a closer inspection, I realized that there was no camera production team, nor no Vin Diesel, no Michelle Rodriguez nor Tyrese Gibson, Ludacris nor my old friend John Cena.
Instead, these below-low-bargain-budget fraudulent fast and furious fellows are the Delta Dark Dodge Charger Society.
A discounted death-defying group of Dodge Charger drivers hellbent on driving fast, disrespecting the law and disturbing the peace. I wonder if any of them has a grandmother.
Now to what I really want to talk about.
Recently, I was awarded by the Sunflower County Library System for volunteerism, an honor I hold so dear.
For years the libraries have been my oasis of peace where intellectual thoughts flourish and I’ve felt touch by angels.
In fact, in 1998 a romantic fantasy movie called “City of Angels” starring Nicolas Cage and Meg Ryan depicted that the angels frequent the library.
The movie is about an angel who gives up his immortality for the love of a woman. The movie scored one of 1998’s biggest songs “Iris’ by the Goo Goo Dolls in which the opening verse says “And I’ll give up forever to touch you ‘cause I know that you feel me somehow, you’re the closest to Heaven that I’ll ever be and I don’t want to go home right now.”
Here's something to think about
“If knowledge is power and communication is the jet fuel that propels this power, then the library is the all-you-can-get free fuel station of power.”
Sending shoutouts to ever-so-lovely Mrs. Maggie Kwan-Cobb, mother of my two handsome cousins, Cody and Johnathan, and to the always classy Mr. Doug Adams, Pastor Larry Dozier, Rev. Rodney Richard, and everybody else.
