Hard Times, Good Times
06/02/2009
Nearly every single incredibly great memorable experience in my life, in retrospect, has something to do with hard times. Rigging up an old fridge in college into a kegerator since buying beer by the barrel was clearly the economical way to go. Playing cards by candlelight all night long when the power went out after a thunderstorm. Camping in an open field for a week with my mandolin, but not so much as a sleeping pad or pillow. Not exactly “hard times”, but times when something went wrong or something was lacking. It brings people together.
None of them are moments like installing a refrigerator that delivers crushed ice through the door panel or waxing a car.
So it’s funny we spend so much time and effort working toward luxury when all the best times happen in squalor.
I could not agree you more, Chris.
I remember filling mason jars with water and putting them in the fridge so we could get the “pop” sound of cracking open a cold beverage without having to find money to buy soda. Good times actually.
Oh yeah we used to do that at the yellow house. I think we found that huge cache of mason jars at some garage sale too for like a dollar. That was a huge score.