télos is a tumblelog.

Hebrew National

I ran faster as the cold morning air sought to breach my skin’s defense and lay claim to my bones. Tarver and Erich were a few long strides behind me. We reached the light where we usually cross as long as no cars are coming. We do this even without the crossing signal. But two cops were there this morning, helmets and aviator glasses on, along with black, shin high boots. Their uniforms always make them look like inverted bottles. They stood there like strange, seasonal oddities who only appear in public moments of discontent, or when tragedy strikes. There was a three car pile up at the intersection, so, to avoid getting tickets, we had to wait before we crossed to do our morning workout. 

More than an hour later, with the workout behind me, I found myself where it seems all my most intimate exchanges occur: the computer. There was, of course, twittering, or tweeting, or some variant of a bird language that was typed but never spoken. I imagine the birds are quite confused. I spoke, or typed, with Edee, who shared the recent events of her life. A life filled with fabulous moments. I celebrated them with her with well placed wow’s and awesome’s interspersed throughout the conversation. She asked me once how things were, to which I answered “ok.” There was a long pause after which I asked her what else was going on. It was more than I could have imagined, and so the conversation continued.

Eventually, the day’s responsibilities called me. I ignored them all except the ones that would result in a confrontation. Sweet potatoes and baking potatoes were the order of the day. In the grocery store produce section, I wondered why they were so large as lay there, an impending landslide of starchy goodness. I, however, needed something more than the starch filled roots that my mother asked me for. Because I “answer to a higher power,” I bought Hebrew National beef franks. They changed the packaging which now featured a new color—yellow—and it worked. So now, if nothing else, I have Hebrew National beef franks to look forward to.