hurts your face
For those of you keeping close track of my movements this summer, I did end up going to Eugene yesterday. It ended up being a good decision since it was one of my better days this summer. Sort of a nostalgia themed day. EEI, the after school program where I met Al and Drew closed due to a lack of enrollment which is tragic. The sad, empty building was on the way to Al's house and it soon became apparent that the only acceptable way to spend the afternoon would be to break into the enclosed EEI playground and sit around drinking and reminiscing (Al and I would return later, under cover of darkness, to climb onto the roof*). After a trip to stomping grounds around College Hill and dinner with Trevor, we met Drew and sort of broke into the theater building of the U of O. It wasn't really breaking and entering since Drew had keys.
Apparently, Cinderalla Or It's Okay To Be Yourself closed and now the children's theater company is doing The Jungle Book. It took me like ten minutes of seeing the actors dressed as animals to figure this out. I spent the rest of the performance a little disappointed. That is, until Drew showed up as the king of the monkeys.
Drew (dancing around in front of children in the park): Oogee!! Ooogee!! Wugga rrrrrrrrr!!
Huntsberger: That man has played Hamlet. Twice.
Also, Drew's girlfriend audibly called a little kid an asshole when he/she threw a pinecone at the Tiger character. The child did not hear, everyone around us did.
After a brunch with the people mentioned above a few others and a gift of a 'zine Drew made that my writing is featured in, I was on the road North. I got back with a little bit of time for a shower and then we met my cousins at the Kennedy School for dinner and drinks. I had what might have been the best whiskey sour of my life. And that's been my recent life.
I should also mention that Al gave me an awesome present from his travels/adventures in Cambodia. It's a bottle of whiskey with a cobra biting a scorpion on the tail inside it. I'll post a picture eventually.
-gf
*With Al's little sister and her friend in tow. This was weird because Natalie and her friend are sort of preppy but mainly because Natalie was the quintessential little sister and seeing her now as a sixteen year old high school student makes me sad. She should have stayed 7.