Oh-h-h-h-h-h...just been to the Landmark Tavern in Tenino, WA...is there a way to hold onto this feeling forever?

One Marguerita + one raspberry vodka later, and life is good...at least here in Tenino...dancing and billiards, and maybe they were playing the Credence Clearwater Revival just because us old folks were there...anyway it seems that all the oldsters from the Sandstone apartments show up at the tavern every Saturday night...hobbling out with our canes and crutches to show the younger folks (once again) how to have a good time, how it's done...?

How to hold onto this feeling forever, the wisdom of the Blurtit habitués, please?

Reminds me of my visit to a place called Crescent Head on the north coast of NSW. I've never seen anywhere so laid back. Even the kids who worked in the local shops did it barefoot.

One night we went to a local club for dinner and, as we were finishing, a live jazz band started up in the next room. They were mostly ignored but they were really good so we spent the rest of the night in there listening to them.

We had only worn joggers -- not the best for cutting the light fantastic -- so we kicked off our shoes and danced in our socks. We had the floor to ourselves most of the time but occasionally another couple or two would join in for a while.

I asked one of the guys in the band how he felt about being ignored and he said they were used to it. They had a monthly engagement at the club and rarely had anybody sit down and listen to them, or dance, but he said the money was good and they enjoyed playing together.

I can't say it was representative of the Australian culture but then, I can't imagine such a town existing anywhere else. I've never been anywhere else quite like it. It was unique.

Glad you enjoyed your night, Virginia. Wish I could give you a star for the question. :)

You had lots of Shine. 😀😁😂😃😄😅😆😉😊😋😎☺🙂🤗🙄😏😛🙃🤑

Virginia-

I know this is a bit late for the actual party, but since it's you, I'd like to chip in my two cents, if it please you.

I think we all have these *moments* when all the planets seem to fall in line to beget such singularly special experiences, often, especially when younger, we only comprehend after they pass. As we who've reached a certain maturity to recognize and cherish these times as they occur, its a beautiful thing to behold them. I commend and congratulate you on your wonderful evening.

That said, a well-measured dosing of fine drink has made for many a memorable night. The ones we can still talk about proudly in unfamiliar company are the best.

I wanted to also pass on the following brain leakage, though not my own:

"Life is not a matter of milestones, but of moments". -Rose Kennedy.     

As we pass through this mortal coil, that thought becomes clearer; I feel a moral imperative to alert and involve everyone else at that instant. Maybe that's just me, but I've now also acquired a disturbing affection for selfies. My way of dealing with it, I guess.

That leads at last to the final (and possibly pertinent) point of my windy screed: that we are best served to remember these days well, and often, for as Gen Patton was fond of saying, "All glory is fleeting".    -Z