ilk's a word

as far as what to write, last night and today deserves more...just more. what a solid day: the guys at work and their impulses, and cleaning the mausoleum and sitting in a truck flipping thru a leftover copy of fhm with randall for hours in the rain. was swayed by sun kil moon. and central football drubbing out memorial's team 27-12 tonight at charger stadium after 4 years of disappointment. with the hurt hand i wasn't even able to clap lol but do believe it, MANGY'S BACK AT ECHS. big whooping deal. it is. really. ran into ant's father who is he is sincere to the utmost, sat with tony randall and the mongers who invited us for pizza on fridays and i said not to forget it, and said hi to coach kurth who was as happy as a cheerleader after the game. it was nice to see people.

then tony matt randall and i did a good job being bored at eggink's (i talked to meredith online and that was good!) and since we had nothing except dogs in our faces and matt's shaved back and time on our hands, the gameplan was to wait on ant. he came and tony had to say goodbye to gowdys so matt drove us to my house, and on the way two cops out of nowhere in a row turned their flashers on on us and first we were getting stopped and then almost sideswiped it was intense matt's heart was racing. i think when it's late cops just flash their sirens and drive in circles around town playing tag. conjuring it is anyone home nate yes upstairs, that could be very true.

so on with things, we sat around the living room with my dad bruce watching and making fun of the olympics, fox news (alan colmes, lay down the law, man! on those swift boat veterans for truth anti-kerry ads...god what a channel), and i know what you did last summer, and i think about the best i could feel about anything this summer is summed up in having these guys. then we said goodbye to tony he's leaving early tomorrow. last year i remembered how teary we got with the iu purdue thing, so i tried thinking of my dead dogs to feel wet behind the eyes. the difference was last year it was "going off to college" and now it's "eh, college. see you in a few, right." and then i hugged him and damn i hug guys like you shouldn't hug guys like girls hug guys- the face rest part isn't necessary (they all got a foot on me it's not my fault)! anyways, i know nights like these and they always hold their places, like places on a map. like tatoos.

the other night i went to bed with a nice $10 watch on and woke up that morning and it was gone; has been since. did i lose it sleepwalking? i dunno, but "cool your jets, man" bart is hanging tough on this wrist, man.

hunter wrote and it helped make an already good day.

i'm cynical of my ambition to go out before the stars show again. i don't mean to be.

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--gowdy

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