hanging 'round the ceiling half the time
i think only tray b. will get that reference. well, he and neko case. and here i use it in the most positive way...

so yesterday might have been absolutely perfect. i was up at 7, no sign of diane. had a good breakfast and was out on my bike by 8:30. I rode an hour and a half, all over town. sunday mornings are interesting as this town is deserted, most people sleeping it off, even at 10. but nevertheless, i had a good time waking up homeless people and scaring road-hogging, iPod-wearing joggers. had quality time by myself while waiting for joel and the deej. we visited the special intown Super Wal*Mark to begin our PTown secret shopping. lemme tell ya, the gays were all up in there! and our visit to Party City was chock full o' nostalgia, each of us regaling with tales of the childhood toys we found on each isle. what is not so nostalgic, is that they all now appear to be cheaply made in china.

queens that we are, we were exhausted from shopping and had to lunch. eriK crawled out of his lair and joined us at Six Feet Under. cholesterol and beer were had. mmmmm, oyster po' boy!

cut to trey's for a little pool party cook-out action. well, the pool part lasted all of 30 min as the heavens opened up and a tempest blew in. i'm not sure if it was the alcohol or the fact that our August Inferno was broken by the torrential downpours, but damn if there weren't a dozen adults acting like complete children, inside, laughing, playing dice, telling jokes, sharing memories....i think polly was in attendance 'cause we damn sure tried to channel her. i imagined her at that table, roling the dice, enforcing the rules. it was lovely.

i was home by 7:30, took gus for a real long walk, putterred around the garden in the eery orange gloaming, rolled around on the floor with the dog and was in bed, as happy as i can remember, by 10 o'clock.

and it occured to me this morning that i am blest y'all. blest.

JTBjr
09:25 link it