in the quietness of the evening i hear cars roll by. their engines drone on and the woosh of tires linger for a time as i place sounds with images and finagle thoughts of paint schemes, drivers' age, destination, origin and all manner of intricate detail of some unseen machine rolling through the night...then another car, and another, and another......
beautiful night tonight. many drinks at, well, the drunken fish, sub-zero, the trophy room...coffee and much grease-laced food at uncle bill's...conversation was devoured and consumed with the same fervor as the glasses of liquor before.
6am-ish now and i can't remember when last i slept...i remember working a day or so ago...i remember a 60th wedding anniversary attended...such an amazing feat of love/patience. i remember donning black shoes, black belt, black jacket...spiffy as i get i would surmise...traveling downtown in light sleet and enough rain to make the event romantic and fit for enjoyment. house music getting underway and i realized that the dj knew what she was doing...beginning slow, drawing the crowd to the speakers, slight crescendos here and there to get us moving and by the time we were set to go (i, reluctantly), she was hitting us hard with well-timed beats that you could be sure would last the night.
conversations last....even now, i write but hear speach...from friends and complete strangers...drunken conversations with a familar face and those from those unfamiliar but special nonetheless...odd looks from the stone sobber, smiles from the the moderately sauced and giggles and sometime down-right seriousness from the equally drunken joe and sally sitting in the booth adjacent...
so much blahblahblah later and here i am, with the sounds of engine and tires, tires and motor, cars that go by and finally, now 6:30 am...sleep creeps near...sleep, for me, travels slowly...creeps as i say from top of head, working my eyelids, over my nose and mouth and down my limbs to the toes down below...a short time from now i'll be asleep and if all goes well...dreams will consume me as drinks and good times were consumed the whole night through....i don't even think i'll be hung over tomorrow... i'll be back in a few hours to see if that theory rings true....
good morning to all....or night if lucky....
beautiful night tonight. many drinks at, well, the drunken fish, sub-zero, the trophy room...coffee and much grease-laced food at uncle bill's...conversation was devoured and consumed with the same fervor as the glasses of liquor before.
6am-ish now and i can't remember when last i slept...i remember working a day or so ago...i remember a 60th wedding anniversary attended...such an amazing feat of love/patience. i remember donning black shoes, black belt, black jacket...spiffy as i get i would surmise...traveling downtown in light sleet and enough rain to make the event romantic and fit for enjoyment. house music getting underway and i realized that the dj knew what she was doing...beginning slow, drawing the crowd to the speakers, slight crescendos here and there to get us moving and by the time we were set to go (i, reluctantly), she was hitting us hard with well-timed beats that you could be sure would last the night.
conversations last....even now, i write but hear speach...from friends and complete strangers...drunken conversations with a familar face and those from those unfamiliar but special nonetheless...odd looks from the stone sobber, smiles from the the moderately sauced and giggles and sometime down-right seriousness from the equally drunken joe and sally sitting in the booth adjacent...
so much blahblahblah later and here i am, with the sounds of engine and tires, tires and motor, cars that go by and finally, now 6:30 am...sleep creeps near...sleep, for me, travels slowly...creeps as i say from top of head, working my eyelids, over my nose and mouth and down my limbs to the toes down below...a short time from now i'll be asleep and if all goes well...dreams will consume me as drinks and good times were consumed the whole night through....i don't even think i'll be hung over tomorrow... i'll be back in a few hours to see if that theory rings true....
good morning to all....or night if lucky....
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and i am glad you enjoyed my last entry. mmm poo cake.