Voice
[One voice. Male. Southern. Pete's accent is particularly strong today. He doesn't sound very concerned about anything he's rambling about, which is unlike him. Usually when Peter has something to say he both is and sounds pretty put out about it. This is just him: drawling lazily.]
September 1st. That's totally nuts.
Back home we'd be closin' in on Thanksgivin'. Uh, 1999. Not that I celebrate since Lurleen married that guy from California and they go out there for holidays with his family. And all the hassle it'd take gettin' down to Georgia and back. I don't suspect this year woulda been all that different. I wasn't expectin' any fancy script RSVP invites from Mr. Moneybags himself for dinner at Chez Millions or nuthin'. Probably we'd just order from someplace and watch the game all day. I know that ain't how it's supposed to be, but that's what happens in the big city, right? Nothin' you can do about it. It ain't, like, a thing I'm responsible for...doin'. Or not doin'. Thanksgiving.
I dunno why I'm sayin'. It's just weird, is all. I just did September.
Huh.
September 1st. That's totally nuts.
Back home we'd be closin' in on Thanksgivin'. Uh, 1999. Not that I celebrate since Lurleen married that guy from California and they go out there for holidays with his family. And all the hassle it'd take gettin' down to Georgia and back. I don't suspect this year woulda been all that different. I wasn't expectin' any fancy script RSVP invites from Mr. Moneybags himself for dinner at Chez Millions or nuthin'. Probably we'd just order from someplace and watch the game all day. I know that ain't how it's supposed to be, but that's what happens in the big city, right? Nothin' you can do about it. It ain't, like, a thing I'm responsible for...doin'. Or not doin'. Thanksgiving.
I dunno why I'm sayin'. It's just weird, is all. I just did September.
Huh.