Losing The Arguments

So here we are once more.

It is very late.

It has to be late - the girls take ages to get ready.

Us guys are always ready.

None of us drinks (alcohol).
At least not anywhere near the amounts
that most usual kinds of 'party-goers' and 
'normal' people do. We like to, but we
just don't do a lot of it.

...I don't know who this 'Fred Again' is. He's in my city tonight and I can see down below me, there are literally tens of thousands of people, fairly young though there's also some families, all heading towards Langley Park, where he will be DJ'ing.

I have literally not ever heard of Fred Again - who is a DJ -, apparently London-based.

I know Tony-Ville ('Darude' from Sandstorm fame) and a few others we talk about here now and then. 

The people I know are more or less in the 'artistic' bracket rather than just 'artists/artistes.' And that means they do artsy things across their whole entire lives.

'Artsy' - what is that?

Well it is like what we are doing right now, tonight. It's actually a bit past just 'late' now and things have progressed and proceeded as they say.

A few hours ago there was dinner with friends. At least three people I know have just had their birthdays and in each case I was not where any one of them was because I have had my hands full trying to overcome the supply difficulties with hormone medicines here due to the effective closure of the Red Sea and the Suez.

...Which means sourcing permissible imports from new and different places or attaining some locally-produced small supplies - which is actually very difficult though not impossible.

Everyone here eats pretty normally.
When they are touring a lot of them
go pescetarian.
I don't have to! 

My friends are constantly living lives under a lot greater pressure than me because they perform at live concerts and music venues - two of them just did the 'Ultra' Miami Festival in the rainstorm except they were scheduled indoors anyway so things were okay for them.

Going to dinner, even if it is a private dinner setting with only a handful of people there is still potentially a demanding thing (for them) because believe it or not, virtually all of these kinds of public performers are very introverted - until the lights come on and they have a mic in their hands and they are on stage as such.

Okay so demanding, too much personal pressure. Se we turn that down - even completely 'off.'

How?

Well no one is allowed to talk during the dinner. At all.

I mean they're all still body-talking that's for sure.

But no one is vocally and verbally communicating.

And no one argues about anything.

The thing I remember most about this evening was the 'zesty lemon and dill sauerkraut.'

It was really amazing. The flavor was intense and complex.

And because no one was talking you could concentrate on sensing things and not just thinking them in the front of your head all the time because of words being thrown around or having to be thrown back around.

And then everyone just goes home - not.

The whole idea is to take the pressure off. Being quiet for a while takes pressure off; being quiet all the time sticks too much pressure back on!

It's the exercise that counts.

Sooner or later people start laughing at themselves.

Then the whole thing breaks down anyway.

You have to be a bit serious when it starts, because that way you can communicate more...