you make my blog look fabulous
She read Suttree out loud while I fired up the grill and he rocked in the chair. Well, wait, that's not entirely true. She did read Suttree out loud but I wasn't doing anything that had anything to do with the grill. But what was I doing? Oh, I was plating food. Or something like that. However you slice it I was busy while listening to her read Suttree out loud. Now I remember, I was shuffling cards. And he was laughing and rocking away, in just one of the many chairs on my porch that would convince even you to chill out and sit a spell.
So there we were - a rocker, a reader, and me. And now? We've all gone our separate ways, surely, carrying traces of the comfort this friendship fuels our ships with. Thanks god and others present, thanks the Cass Corridor Food Co-Op, the Paradigm Theatre, Maurice Greenia, and you.
XOX
Boo
yeah, detroit on the mind. Matt's death ... it's all coming down now isn't it? The end times ...
Posted by: D.Shit | 15/05/2008 at 10:11
your blog makes me look flaccid
Posted by: Indy 500 | 21/05/2008 at 05:27
your flaccidity makes me look hot
Posted by: EAU | 23/05/2008 at 22:48