Friday April 27 2012


Waking up at noon. She’s cooped up next to me fumbling her body around. I like it when she entraps me with her legs.

I turn to her, “Are we gonna keep sleeping?”

Her: “Maybe.”

Me: “Cause if not I’d like to be doing something more productive.”

Her: “Well you can get up and do that.”

Me: “I’m not talking about that. I mean something more productive...”

She huffs jokingly...

Then we engage in wake-up sex.

Bosc Pear. OJ.


Double Egg Sandwich with Mayonnaise and Tomato. Creamy Tomato Soup. Tortilla Chips. Honey Oolong Tea.

Watching Blackthorn (2011).

Rehearsing with Kevin a song we’ll be performing tonight.

To the store.

Leftover Vegetables from yesterday along with Black Beans and Alfredo Fettuccine.

Playing some music downstairs with Kevin and Richie – riding on a western-themed jam.

Finally the Show N Tellers trickle in and fill up the house like maddened lemmings with a drive to be a part of chaos. ↔ Bubbles. Bubbles. Bubbles everywhere. It’s a bubble frenzy! ↔ Performing that song that sprung out of a jam with Richie and Kevin. We identify ourselves as Spinball Dopamotive, a spinoff of their old band with Anthony called Pinball Locomotive. ↔ Josiah coerces me into backing him and Wesley up on drums for a song. ↔ Reciting improvised poetry with Jessa – also reading pieces other people have written to a soundtrack of jazz and beat. ↔ Singing Radiohead’s “Creep” karaoke style with Edwin and his friend on guitar and drums. ↔ And of course it goes without saying that Weezer jams ensue...

I don’t know if it was the bubbles or just a general sense of enlightenment but something was different about tonight. I’ll quote Jessa here...

“[Tonight] was nothing I expected to be. I enjoyed myself, I enjoyed the show, I enjoyed the telling. What's most shocking, I enjoyed the people - most of them, that is - and was thoroughly engaged. It was a great night. I always enjoy the crowd, just, y'know. [Tonight] was a lot less charade, a lot more camaraderie. And, Josiah, it goes without saying that I always enjoy you. You and your sweaters and your marvelous persona.”

Popcorn and a few Yuenglings.

The night dwindles down eventually.

Sleep some time after 3 a.m.

[i] All images by me.

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