The Summer Of Enjoyment
May 13, 2005
Following in the grand tradition of the Summer Of Fun and the Summer Of Our Lives, we recently embarked (the Kentucky Derby being the official start of summer, somehow) on the journey that will be known as the Summer Of Enjoyment.
Let me explain to you a little about the Summer Of Enjoyment — because some background is necesary. When Dowdell and I founded the Summer Of Fun two summers ago, it was predicated on certain basic occurences and principles:
- Taco Bell Tuesdays
- Dollar Domestic Nights (we'd buy beer and then only charge ourselves a dollar per bottle)
- "Ladies Night" (we would waive the cover charge for any ladies wishing to come into our apartment)
- Trips to the beach
- NHL Hitz' hockey with the Ass Clowns
- Organizing beer quite meticulously
- Crap like this
...and so on. You get it.
Last summer, having moved out of Westchester and into New York City, we committed one of the gravest mistakes yet — putting Seamus Weir in charge of the "Summer Of Our Lives". Put simply, he did a crap job at organizing the summer. Sure it was a good time, but next to the Sumer Of Fun ... well it just doesn't stand up.
This year, we contemplated raising the bar to the "Greatest Summer Ever" (I actually contemplated renting a castle in Europe for a month, and I'd still like quotes on that) — but ultimately decided that we needed to return to the root of what these summers are all about. "What's that?", you ask...well let me tell you.
We boiled it down. We chopped it up. We marinated it. We kept marinating it. We just let it fucking sit there and marinate. And when the sauce was good and thick we pulled that bastard summer out of the pot, looked it in the eye, and gave it a name: The Summer Of Enjoyment.
So what's the theme of the Summer Of Enjoyment? Well, it's kind of obvious. The theme is to enjoy things. You don't even need to go out of your way to do this. Say you can't take off of work and you're going to be couped up in an office all summer long, longing for the days of yesteryear when the sun was hot and the women scantily clad. Well fear not my friend, the Summer Of Enjoyment has an answer for you: stop bitching, and just enjoy it.
Note that this is not a policy of appeasement or of turning the other cheek. It's a policy of running the light of experience through the color filter of enjoyment before your projector of context displays it on the large, scrolling, drop-down screen of life.
Seamus & I are working on a date for YCDM2005. Possibilities so far:
Saturday, June 18th
Saturday, June 25th
We're open to suggestions, depending on everyone's availability.