Lat week was lunch with the Arizona Federation of Republican Women. This is a big deal because it is a state event. Today I am speaking at a luncheon at the CRA Convention with Congressmen Ed Royce and Dana Rohrabacher.
Life on the road is great. I love every minute of the tour. Yet everything comes at a price, and last weekend was that price.
I drove from Tucson. I had Friday evening available and wanted to do Jewish things. There was stuff in Phoenix, but I was headed to Yuma. The people of Yuma are real nice, but it is not a Jewish area.
I have only lived in New York and Los Angeles, so going to an area without Jewish people is a surprise. There is only one Synagogue, and they only meet once a month. The same seems to be true in Lake Havasu and in Kingman.
If I were in Los Angeles, Saturday night would have me at Purimpalooza, surrounded by a bunch of friends and hundreds of potential Jewish ladies. This does not seem to be happening in Arizona.
I cannot be everywhere at the same time. Yet to quote Bruce Springsteen, somewhere along the line I slipped off track.
I am too hard driving. Too much of my life has been about pursuing money and power. This is because growing up I never had any.
Yet now at age 38, the career is clicking, and the women entering my life are getting much hotter. The problem is I have no time for them.
I could make the time, but for some reason I am not doing that.
When I was in my twenties, I spent so much time pursuing women that my career did not accelerate fast enough.
Now my career is clicking on all cylinders, and I have no time for romance. I have to make the time. I was never good at balance.
Yet I have always been honest with myself. Somewhere along the line I realized that if I had the choice to pursue power or women, power mattered more. If I can book a speaking engagement or a date, I would prefer the speaking engagement.
Saturday night was Purim. There were parties all over Los Angeles. Arizona is a lovely state, but with fewer Jews. A Friday night potluck Sabbath dinner would be nice. So would a Saturday night Purim party. Neither seemed to be happening.
I may meet a woman for drinks after the dinner, but that is not enough time to get to know somebody.
I have the best friends a guy could ask for, and I try to see them when I am in town.
I just want to make sure I do not slip into isolation. We all make choices, and if I am offered a choice tomorrow between a gig or a date I will again choose a gig.
I am set in my ways, and any consequences that come my way are my own.
Normally I am fine with this, but Purim is one of the biggest party nights of the year. Phoenix was too far from Kingman. Maybe something was happening in Las Vegas, but that was a crapshoot, a roll of the Las Vegas dice.
What it comes down to is that to quote the late Freddy Mercury of Queen, “I want it all.”
Well we cannot have everything. To quote Comedian Steven Wright, “Where would we put it?”
Yes there could be some young nubile Republican women at the dinner I am speaking at. I sure hope so.
What is done is done. I am wired the way I am, and for now romance has to be sacrificed.
I have work to do, and not a lot of time to get it done.
On to the next adventure.
eric
Ya’ know, the three most morally hazardous pursuits in life are the pursuits of sex, money and power. If you do believe in an immortal soul, you’d better take think about that. There’s more to life than just sex, money and power. I think you’ll find a lot more peace and happiness if you realize that. 38 is waaaaaaaaay too old to still be out there chasing the devil.
JMJ
try 82 and picturing your kid at 30 crapping eveytime ne sees his paystub.
Jersey , concerned about chasing demons ? How interesting.
i’ll bet dollars to doughnuts that regardless of your religious convictions, or lack of, you’re still a little concerned about that ” immortal soul”