i’ve been staying at my dad’s place for a week as of today. my organized piles of clean and dirty laundry have started to get comfortable in the space between the bed and the wall. got a haircut yesterday. gave the dog a bath today and then went to a matinee. i’m becoming normed to suburban texas life.
things are definitely slowing down. i’m hearing new lyrics to songs i’ve listened to hundreds of times. my evenings are quiet and consist of writing and sniffing around on the internet for baton rouge factoids. i’ve been getting up pretty regularly at about 8:30. having a cup of coffee. playing with the dogs. i am a part of the routine. the basic luxuries. simple choices.
picture this: i saw a guy today driving an older minivan, like a chevy astro, down the freeway. the back door is completely open. i come up behind him, and i see that the inside of the van is stuffed full of white metal. smashed, folded over, huge sheets of white metal. he’s also got white metal strapped to the roof. this guy is transporting a shit load of white metal in a chevy astro. as i pull up beside him, i notice the word “Expedition” in there amongst all the white metal. to my surprise, i realize that this guy is driving an old minivan down 35E with a smashed up, folded over, white Ford Expedition inside of it and on the roof. minus the tires, windows, seats, and engine, this guy had the entire shell of a fucking suv folded over and crammed inside a chevy astro and was driving it down the freeway. we made eye contact. he nodded. i gave him the thumbs up. thought about following him. thought better.
i think there’s talk of margaritas tonight at some place called ‘cheddars.’ i’ll keep you posted …
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why do i find myself wanting to respond to every post?
perhaps because it is so interesting watching one of my oldest friends re acclimate to life outside the vacuum that is ‘the west.’
i take it from your tone that you have never been to cheddar’s.
but you have, only it was called applebee’s.
or tgi friday’s.
or bennigan’s.
food sucks, but at least they all use real alcohol.
hope your wasted right now.
you want to respond because you’re a fucking bad ass and your comments are incredible. i am wasted … ka ching! glad to have you reading this, hooch. makes me feel real good …