A young dancer, inside, to be specific

I spent some time with some old friends and some time with my grandkids and daughter and Son in Law over the last few days. Guess they all qualify as old friends. I also saw a couple of folks whom I hadn’t seen in 5 years. Great visit. Just a comment about it, they said I hadn’t changed a bit. Then I saw another friend who said the same thing? Guess that is what we tell each other. I wonder how I can have basically no hair and people would say that. Same thing happened at the convention and I mentioned it a couple of blogs back.

Whether we look the same to others or not is probably not really as important as how we look to ourselves. I just see someone a little different in the mirror than I do when I just think about myself. Seems like I have always seen myself different in my own mind so maybe it just isn't age.

These shadows on the wall above are not really that odd. A reflected dancer who is a lot younger. Yep, that is a good way to see oneself.

My grandson asked me what Random Specific meant. I left my blog open one night for a while. He read it. The "one" question he had was about the title of the blog?

Shows how interesting this stuff is. Anyway I told him it was all specific stuff. Just like the deep message here today. Very specific! It is about ones inner self. Self Image. Feeling young. Course it sort of came up as a random idea. Random Specific Thoughts.

Along that line I was thinking about when I was in Athens a few years back and then also about being in Korea and both times I remember seeing a dead duck hanging in a restaurant and also in a small market.

The other night an old friend in Salt Lake took me to a little hole in the wall restaurant. I think the place used to be a hamburger stand. I guess I really have been gone a while since this was a surprise find. Anyway it was a good choice. It was great Chinese food. He wanted to order a “half a duck”. He had seen it hanging as we came it. Didn’t work. It was sold when we ordered. Seems odd that I have not ordered duck like this. Maybe a random thought but it was “Thursday night in Salt Lake”, and it was in part about duck. Then in part it was about a lot of talk and a really great friend. I did stop off on the way home and got a “real” milk shake.

So much for the journal approach...... Hope to find something random to put on here next.