Monday, July 05, 2004


Bang! Boom! Zwee!

The Fourth of July was an afternoon in the creek being pulled downstream by the warm current, playing unconscious, playing Baywatch, eating Jumbo Corn Dogs and gigantic Turkey Legs, listening to the out of phase Austin Symphony, fireworks on the giant lawn, and falling asleep intimacy. It was my favorite.

In other news, I haven't been smoking--not intentionally, but I feel fine. It's too hot to smoke here.

Chris tried on these jeans at his mom's work and they looked so good, but cost about as much as a flight to Portland. It's hard to balance things like that in one's head. Because you can have those jeans for a long time. And you can consequently look damn good.

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