it was a DQ. (dairy queen)Seareach wrote:I've been sitting out on the back step. I often sit there at nights: sit and smoke and look at the stars.
It's been raining on and off here today--it's very windy and so the sky goes from being clear to clouded quite quickly.
I sat watching the moon just before. I remember sitting out the front of Cag's house at night. There were a few of us sitting there. But I remember Danlo talking to me, and I remember looking up at the moon which had whorls of clouds around it.
It was a Denver Moon out there just now.
And it's a month since I left Denver.
Remember that day Lucimay: we ate at the place where Billy Bob Thornton had been (was it a taco bell?)...saw his signature on a photo in a frame on the wall; and we listened to Australian Irish music featuring a didgeridoo on the radio; and it rained; and we had coffee at flying J's, only to find the Starbucks a little later on--the Starbucks with the guy who opened the door...and the one that made us coffee and spoke about pride week.
I yelled at you in the car but you still came to the hotel with me; and there was the cop there who got out of his car and pulled his gun. "Is that a gun?!" you said. "I think it's a f*cking gun!" I said.
I remember the day I left Denver.
...and I just needed to get that off my chest.
you memorized all the moons,
counted the yucca,
took pictures of the hotel rooms
and documented the mile markers,
navigating us from point to point
with little or no effort and always,
always knew where we were going.
the only things i memorized
were the sound of your laughter,
the clouds in your eyes when it
looked like rain,
images of you dancing through
the series of nameless towns,
the lilting lullabye of another continent
in your dusky contralto singing
i'll forget you everyday,
and the safety i felt
knowing you were there.
thanks again thelma...thanks for the trip.
miss you.
Water slides rule! 
We have this infiniti that is giving us problems and he yelled at me that we should not take stuff like this in. I asked him, do you not want to do any diagnostics anymore ever or should I be psychic enough to know upon the car driving in if it's going to cause problems or not? Grrrr. I know he's frustrated but it's not my freaking fault. On the good side of things I got to spend my morning looking at some of the pics from my best friend's wedding. That was cool. Some amazingly silly ones of me. 
I usually just nod my head and try to ignore him but he really got on my nerves this morning. I think it was my weird lack of sleep. I woke up several times in the night and had trouble getting back to sleep. I totally hate that.
