Recognizing that nothing too cool ever happened on 8 January, in a Seinfeldian approach to things, let’s celebrate Do Nothing Day. (Actually there were a couple of noteworthy events that went down on this ocho day of the New Year and you may check those out if you (click here.) (And yes, for the record, one of my 2024 resolutions was to learn more Spanish other than the three or four words that I currently know – Si and ¿Cómo estás? (As for why the Spanish inverted question mark at the beginning of the sentence, that’s a whole nother thing I know nothing about (click here.) Note that since I have lost track of how many parenthetical things I have slipped in here, let’s just go back to the subject of doing nothing.
As you know, I have been closing Buzzy’s Country Store on Mondays for a couple of years now. While I will open on certain holiday Mondays, such as last week’s New Year’s Day, I have enjoyed having Mondays as “my day” versus it being another “Buzzy day.” Not that there is anything wrong with it being a “Buzzy day” mind you because I do enjoy being in the Store the other 6 days of the week.
However, due to some folks being off, I have covered the evening times in the Store over the past couple weeks. As I drove home, it made me think and wonder, how Buzzy did it all day long, 7 days a week behind the counter from morning to late nights. I now see why he drank like he did.
But obviously he did not mind too much, because he did it for 50 plus years. His version of taking Mondays off was to have Berta watch the Store while he went to the bank and bounced around the Lexington Park for a couple hours picking up things for the Store.
My sister Donna Jean related a dream she had about Buzzy where she asked him what he thought about how I was doing running the Store. He told her “J. Scott closing on Mondays. I should have been doing that too.”
Ok, maybe there was one noteworthy 8 January event – the release of the Elvis stamp on this date in 1993. (Just to conclude on another parenthetical note – do you know how much a first class stamp costs today? Neither did I. )
Elvis’ 18th and last Number 1 single follows. Although he didn’t write it, this tune always made me think it was a little semi-autobiographical because Elvis was indeed caught in a trap of being Elvis.