Monday, November 14, 2005
Green Sparkly Tea and Chocolate
Current mood: bouncy
Category: Romance and Relationships
Was my breakfast. I have been reading about religion and stuff today because of a yuck nightmare I had on Friday night. See, I am not scared of death, but I am scared of mean people who are really mean in numbers. Make any sense? Guess I am a strong but tender soul. Anyways, Love I love you, I do. And good drives in the mornings now, Fall silently screaming to me from the ribs of the mines and the belly cloud side, come Monday and Tuesday. And Tuesdays. Tuesdays always been the bluest windiest most memorable day of the week. Really I just like the name. Like I like the number 222. And twosday is the second day of the week. And my grandma was born on 2-22, and my brother two. Oh, and every second is the 2nd one!
What the heck? I don't know. I just was thinking about working at this huge old antique pizza parlor restaurant on day shift in Portland, when it would rain outside. And Marti, the wife-owner, would go get us chocolate cake and we would drink tea and talk about life if lunch was slow. And she showed me just how to mix enough white glue and water to add any old National Geographic pics to the muriad of wonderfulness that is still covering every bit of the wall in the Women's Toilette. And the Chinese Gardens were across the way. And Patti Griffin would be singin so slow and sad. Later that all changed when I took over the CDs with the new owner and we played only only 80s music all the time. This year I went back to visit 222 NW Davis Street and sure enough. The same 80's song rockin.
DONT FORGET ME WHEN I'm GONE. Christian I love you wild cheeky bartender that you are! I am gonna find you guys again forever! My Father's Place and Pabst and pinball and your pool halls! Record shops and 32nd and Belmont. I hated the cold, but I miss the lifetime that it was now. Brick churches, gold leaves, indie EVERYTHING TO THE MAX UNIVERSE!, 1968, Fairport Convention, discovering Tyrannosaurus Rex and old cold woodsy Record shops on Hawthorne, Sandy Blvd. gross thrift stores, the Laurelthirst, the Laurelhurst, the Stumptown madness, the Sandy Hut, Beulahland, what was that other TOTAL DIVE bar on Sandy there? Oh, the BarFly Bar tiny zine that told you every day who had dollar Pabst at their bar! Portland, I owe you one!
ALL MY HEART FOR TO TRAVEL INTO ONE
Currently listening :
Kidnapped by Neptune
By Scout Niblett
Release date: By 10 May, 2005
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