By Popular Demand
Yeah...
I actually got the hell out today, care of Savana. that was nice. a thousand thanks go out to her and her kickassin' special Brazilian edition Jetta.
so yeah...out we went, to new haven, which i hadn't been into recently enough. about three steps into our trek we encountered Savana's friend Dylan, who seems like a swell guy.
we all locked arms and skipped...okay, not so much...but i love just walking down the sidewalks there. just observing everyone i pass for a moment or two longer than i probably should...i mean, i guess it's impolite...not that i stare at the disabled or anything...i just love watching seemingly normal folk to see if their behavior changes at all in the few seconds as they pass.
In accordance with Savana's floral-care duties, we were whisked off to water some decidedly unimportant flowers, which were situated next to some potentially important special-delivery beef that had been (and might well still be) sitting out in the sun.
from there, my afternoon's kind of a blur...i know that a nature trail, dylan getting dropped off at work, an ice cream man, discussion of lofts and things lofty, and my house all somehow got involved.
and despite my complete lack of anything worth watching, we amused ourselves for a couple of hours. conversation's a blast sometimes. well, for me anyway. i s'pose it's safer not to presume too much about the other party. still, it seemed like amusement was had by all involved, so i'm willing to call this a bona-fide good day.
fin.
I actually got the hell out today, care of Savana. that was nice. a thousand thanks go out to her and her kickassin' special Brazilian edition Jetta.
so yeah...out we went, to new haven, which i hadn't been into recently enough. about three steps into our trek we encountered Savana's friend Dylan, who seems like a swell guy.
we all locked arms and skipped...okay, not so much...but i love just walking down the sidewalks there. just observing everyone i pass for a moment or two longer than i probably should...i mean, i guess it's impolite...not that i stare at the disabled or anything...i just love watching seemingly normal folk to see if their behavior changes at all in the few seconds as they pass.
In accordance with Savana's floral-care duties, we were whisked off to water some decidedly unimportant flowers, which were situated next to some potentially important special-delivery beef that had been (and might well still be) sitting out in the sun.
from there, my afternoon's kind of a blur...i know that a nature trail, dylan getting dropped off at work, an ice cream man, discussion of lofts and things lofty, and my house all somehow got involved.
and despite my complete lack of anything worth watching, we amused ourselves for a couple of hours. conversation's a blast sometimes. well, for me anyway. i s'pose it's safer not to presume too much about the other party. still, it seemed like amusement was had by all involved, so i'm willing to call this a bona-fide good day.
fin.