Saturday

at last

i hate when things fall and rock to stillness. i hate that noise. like this:

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(still)

i just realized that yesterday. it really bothers me.

last night we went to ethiopian (the country--it's next to ethiopia) and justin ordered a meta beer. that's what it's called. but they brought him a different beer, which is good, because if he'd had the meta beer he might have disappeared. there were a. ma. zing. music videos playing in the restaurant.

when we go to chicago in september the hideout music festival will be happening, and andrew bird will be playing an hour after we land--andrew bird is one of my favorites of all time. the government is paying for justin's swank hotel room, car, etc. there will be pre-planned incriminating pictures that will violate even this blog. trust me.

yesterday the mcdonald's arch deluxe was a crossword answer. but not today--today that answer wouldn't have fit in yesterday's crossword. this is all true. every time i dream about kitchens a beer disappears.

2 comments:

Ryan W. said...

how do you feel about the sound when a ping pong paddle slowly forces a ball to the table bouncing as it goes and the frequency increases exponentially until it stops.

arch deluxe. remember them well. better tomatoes, better bun, different sauce. it was marketed as a more adult hamburger. quite a concept. I ate quite a few in my car across the street from the grocery store where I worked. then I found jesus.

bender said...

i don't mind the ping pong example as much (and i know exactly what you're talking about) because there is participation there. maybe what i react to otherwise is the idea that something has fallen out of everyone's control.

i vaguely remember the arch deluxe, but i clearly remember my first job in the grocery store near home where my boss said, "you have big nipples, don't you."

i mean, that's cool, right? i was only 14; too young to find jesus--but at my next job at pizza hut i found his face in a frozen dough in the walk-in.