sleeping in and eating constantly and napping. i didn’t realize how much shit i was carrying around in my head and heart leaving town. i got here on thursday. it’s late monday night and i’m finally feeling like i can deal again. i’ve done some cooking for the folks and some work on the lovetoknow.com site and have been monitoring the scene in baton rouge planning an attack. i’ve been going to the gym with my dad, too. just simple livin’. good.
we hit a rangers game last night.
pretty boring game in all honesty, but it’s always nice to be at the ballpark.
check this out … here’s the 1 billion dollar new dallas cowboys stadium under construction:
does it look unbelievably enormous? because it is. supposedly you’ll be able to stand the statue of liberty up inside of this thing when it’s done. they’ll probably sell a shitload of beer and foam fingers in this fucker.
that scottish cunt with the late night talk show is on the television while i’m typing this and somebody should really push that guy down a flight of stairs.
in texas its big tvs, big trucks, bug buckets of golf balls at the driving range, big football stadiums, and big asses. big ups, texas. i can do this for a little while.
going to the modern art museum downtown tomorrow, gonna try to hit the track on the 4th. shortly after that, i’ll be goin’ down river.
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nice to hear your take on the trip, but where’s Lefty’s thoughts??? &;-)
i often wonder what lefty’s thoughts are and how i can make them my thoughts! i wish we could trade for a day. i think he’d get the short end of that deal, though.
glad to hear your coping with the move.
i get to go to busch II on sat to see the cubbies, hopefully not a boring game.
let me know how you love the hot humid nights in about a month, i hear la. is the only place more humid than so ill.
all our love!!!
i know … people keep telling me it’s so so sooo hot down there. have fun at the game! we gotta meet at busch II sometime … i haven’t been there yet.
Don’t know if this will help or hurt, but this passage has always made me seriously homesick for hot, humid Florida nights. There is deeply something intoxicating about heavy swamp heat.
“Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air – moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh – felt as if it were being exhaled into one’s face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing. Honeysuckle, swamp flowers, magnolia, and the mystery smell of the river scented the atmosphere, amplifying the intrusion of organic sleaze. It was aphrodisiac and repressive, soft and violent all at the same time.”
Jitterbug Perfume
Tom Robbins
lovely, mar. organic sleaze sounds like just what the doctor ordered. juicy. hopefully, the mysterious smell of the river isn’t typhoid.