"It's all happeninggggggg"
The movie: Almost Famous
I love this line because it encompasses everything. No, not some hippie-dippy concept of a yet-to-be grand night on hallucinogens. On any given night, people are out all over town doing things I always do, someday hope to do, may never do. It's all happening.
My little secret...I'm on a constant hunt to know what all is happening. I simply like to know stuff. Define stuff you say?? Ok, when I was little I started reading the back of cereal boxes just because. And then I wanted to tell people about it. Note, this is also why my old report cards have alot of comments from teachers that I was quite chatty in class but whatever. Maybe Billy wanted to know about the polycriphosonate in his Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Mrs. Clay! Gosh.
More recently, say the past 10 years or so, this need to be "in the know" has evolved into a love for being out and about in the city...any city. I like to do things. Busy bee, social butterfly, nosy caterpillar (that last one is a stretch). And I will pretty much go everywhere and do anything at least once.
First it was Kansas City, where I was just a babe, underage and heading out into areas that my parents probably wouldn't have been thrilled about because I heard that great bar on the corner had an 80's dance night that rivaled Madonna's Virgin Tour. Needed to be a part of that like yesterday! So I trekked. I grabbed whatever friends were around and forced them to be a part of this experience with me. And they would love it! Then came NYC. The city with a billion and one things to see, smell, taste, feel and pretty much fall in love with. But that's just it....you can never see it all! I loved knowing my new favorite thing could be "just around the corner...turn at the deli with the blind cat...keep going past the urine smell...its the place with the red door" but it can all be very tiring.
Relocating from NYC to Dallas two years ago proved quit a challenge. I left a city I absolutely adored and I knew diddlysquat about Texas except everything is apparently bigger there? Hmmm, ok. After a couple months in panic mode and multiple what the hell have I done moments...I actually cried crocodile tears on the way from the airport to my new home...I realized that this has it's advantages. The chance to get to know a city (of manageable size) by simply doing what I do best?? Yes, please!!!!
So I'm doing what I do best....I happy hour all over town, I eat at new places every chance I get, I scour listings, I plan weekend excursions, if I drive by a broken down storefront with cool sign out front I'm probably stopping or at least slowing down a little. If I haven't done it yet I want to. Leave no stone unturned, thats the goal!
This ability to be out and about is due in large part to the amount of ladyfriends I've accrued since moving to Dallas. Being a very social twentysomething working in the industry I do means friends...lots of them. So it's always someone's birthday, always a friend in town, always a night out...always that age old question.....what should we do?
So here I am...me and my opinions taking to the streets (er, blog)...hoping to be somewhat of a guide for you, my friends. What sort of place are you in the mood for?? Sometimes you want a 4 course meal and sometimes you want a double whiskey on the rocks and anything you can dip in ranch. Sometimes you want a quiet cafe and sometimes you want to literally feel like Micheal Jackson is alive again and in the club. I want to tell you what I love/hate/have lukewarm jello feelings for. And since everyone's a critic, why not me??
Welcome, darlings. Hope you like what you read. :)
Britt
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