One of those nights

Tonight is one of those nights.

That sentence taken by itself often comes off as a bad thing. On the other hand I am not arguing that the sentence means a good thing either.

At this point something along the lines of what the hell are you talking about is crossing your mind or at least should have come close to crossing your mind perhaps waiting at a crosswalk for the little man to blink.

I'm tempted to go into a poor explanation of the ending of many Boston Legals where James Spader's character Alan Shore and William Shatner's character Denny Crane drink a glass of alcohol, smoke a cigar and reflect in a sense. I will avoid such temptation because I think it would be poor justice and I'm not sure how well it would work.

On a side note that is somewhat relevant but not so much I much prefer Alan Shore as a character then any other on the show.

Suffice to say I envy the portrait. I envy the fictional depiction of that ending. Sitting on a balcony, sipping a glass of wine or perhaps gin, relaxing, reflecting, having a friend that I feel connected with without really having conversation.

Tonight is one of those nights were I wish I was Alan Shore sitting in a chair on a balcony.