Weekend Post

It's Valentine's Day weekend.  My birthday is Valentine's Day and usually it's a problem.  I can never go out to a restaurant to celebrate because everyone goes out to restaurants. Prices are usually jacked way up, service is rushed, and there's something very artificial about the whole thing.  But this year, with the pandemic, no one is going out to restaurants on Valentine's Day.  Welcome to my world, kids.   And within a couple of weeks, everyone will have celebrated a birthday during the pandemic.   Not sure what candlelight Zoom dates will be, but Happy Valentine's Day however you celebrate it.  

And in honor of this (potentially) romantic holiday I'd like to offer an explanation for what love really is. It comes from that font of romance -- an episode of TAXI (written by Ken Estin).

Louie is trying to win back his girlfriend, Zena. He asks if she loves him. She says she doesn’t know what love is. He tells her she’s in luck because he does. And he’s the only person alive who can say that. He’s read what everyone else says love is and they’re always wrong. She finally asks him what it is, and Louie says:

“Love is the end of happiness!

The end. Because one day all a guy’s got to do to be happy is to watch the Mets. The next day you gotta have Zena in the room watching the Mets with you. You don’t know why. They’re the same Mets, it’s the same room…but you gotta have Zena there.”

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That to me expresses more heartfelt love than any bouquet or bling or blowout dinner.  Which is good this year because you can't have any of those things unless they're delivered.  

from By Ken Levine