Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Cool Beans

There are so many random things that I've thought about in the past few days. Seriously random. Weirdly random. Like last night I was daydreaming about walking down a hallway where the walls were made entirely of empty cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. Hilarious to me is the fact that I don't even drink beer, and I don't think I've ever even tried P.B.R. before! Regardless, the white cans made awesome walls in my fleeting thought.

I know. Strange.

My best friend, Amie, and I have known each other since we were 4 or 5. We've been best buds for 25 years now. Isn't that great? We survived all our difficult phases of life, including teen years, and still love each other. It's basically a modern day miracle. For as long as I can remember we have used the phrase, "Cool beans." Let me give you some examples if you are unfamiliar with this phrase.

Amie: Want to go to the movies?
Me: Sure
Amie. Cool beans.


(after a fight or argument)
Me: Alright beans?
Amie: Cool beans.

It's kind of like a cooler version of "hug it out, bitch". However, during the make-up "cool beans" there will sometimes be the follow-up "hug it out, bitch". It's usually not stated, just done.

My friend Brian recommended a movie to me last year. The movie was called "Hot Rod". It's a Napoleon Dynamite-type flick about a loser late-teen early 20 year old guy who wants to be a stuntman but he basically fails at life. He obviously doesn't realize this fact though.

To be honest, the first time I watched it I thought it was so-so. However, every time I've viewed it just gets more and more funny. My favorite scene, since day one, is posted below. It is so incredibly random that I just about peed myself. Let me set it up for you. A fight between friends/brothers has occurred. Rod goes into the other guys bedroom to make his apology. The following is the result...

It came out of left field in the movie, yet, it's creepily so much like my life.  THIS is how things happen in my world. 

My life should absolutely me a reality show.  I know it for a fact.


Alesa Warcan said...

Cool beans!

Strange dreams for strange times.

It's neat that you've had that kind of tie with someone who isn't blood related for so long. I reckon the longest I've ever had is six years. Shrug. Lot of disconnected bridges behind me. : j

Sarah said...

I like you.

And what is SCBWI? I know you didn't just write about it, but it's under your description thingy and I'm curious :)

Alesa Warcan said...

Unless it's a different SCBWI, it stands for Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators.
: j

Heidi said...

Wow, sometimes I forget how rare my friendships are. I have a lot of friends from childhood that I'm still, for the most part, close with. There's something that feels so "at home" about having someone there that has seen you through everything. I'm lucky and I hope I never forget it. :)

Also, maybe we *are* blood related...I mean, we became blood brothers back in the day...when things were so much more innocent and healthy! ;)

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Sarah, yep, she's right. It's the Sociey for Children's Book Writers and Illustrators.

And, I like you too!

Alesa Warcan said...

Just dropping a line to say I hope things are going alright for you.
Cheers. : j

Heidi said...

Hi!!!! :) Thanks for the line. I'm doing good, thanks! How've you been?

Alesa Warcan said...

Glad to hear it!
Fine, fine... I'm fixing up a djembe I found in the street! Fun!