It's November. Rainy, windy November. I recently posted an entry concerning the wearing of khakis or should I say- the non-wearing of khakis during these wet and cold months. Unfortunately, not even I could keep my hands off the crisp pair of khakis hanging in my dim lit closet. I had to wear them, rain or shine. And so I did. Perhaps it was my genuine desire to put the khakis to the test. To be honest, I had only assumed wearing khakis in wet weather would be detrimental to the khaki ensemble. Or maybe it was the fact that these pants- these wonderful pants are just too damn comfortable to be sitting unworn for months. And so I put them on: one leg at a time.
On this particular day last week, the puddles downtown were filled to the brim with dirty water and there appeared to be limited drainage on Hornby Street. A colleage and I decided to have lunch together at a nearby restaurant. For we both had a craving for soup and capricciosa pizza. It was a good idea. It was evident from the get-go that the khakis wouldn't do. It's the light colour and thin soft fabric that become problematic during this wet season. Funny though, those very same characteristics are what make them so damn great. Definitely summer pants.
The rainy weather finally subsided and a good thing too. Before we knew it- casual Friday had descended upon us. It was delightful. Good people. Decent chit chat. I was buzzed on caffeine opting for a double shot capuccino in quite a large cup. And it didn't get much better than that. For the first time ever, I listened to my ipod in the work place. How has it taken me this long to come around? I've observed others take this approach but never saw it as a Cam thing. I don't know if it was the capuccino or the fact that it was casual Friday but I felt like a million bucks. So what was I listening to you ask? Well as usual, my ipod was set to shuffle. One song that stood out- and in fact, I had to listen to twice in a row was Elton John's Candle in the Wind.
This song is quite tight. It was re-released in '97 with Princess Di's death and I still love it. So much emotion. Reflect on this for a second: “Your candle burned out long before your legend ever did.” This song hits all the right marks. And of course it does. That's why it's a classic. My earliest memory of this song was 1986. I was watching television and there it was, Elton John live in Sydney. I can still see visions of Elton donning that enormous white wig. I don't know if that image will ever disappear from my memory. And in a way, I'm perfectly okay with that.
In keeping with the mid to late eightees, my ipod then shuffled to another classic. Yes, you guess it: Kylie Minogue's cover “Loco-motion.” This song is particularly favourable given the fact that roller skating was a huge part of my eightees experience. The venue: Woodberry Park every Friday at four. They said I was the best. And I may have to agree with them on that one. I didn't do any of that fancy stuff like roller skate backwards. But I held my own. The only thing I needed was a bottle of fanta and a little loco-motion to get me going.
I am not the first to admit that November is my least favourite month. I never liked it. I've been saying this for at least twelve years. But luckily I have a few tricks to keep my attitude at bay. Really, all you need is music and caffeine: throw back a few strong coffees and throw on some eightees classics. Before you know it, you'll be chit chatting all the way to the bank. And if we do get a break in the rain. If we manage to see even a sliver of sunlight, don't be ashamed to strut your stuff in your highly coveted khakis. God knows I will.
