cat+fish!
dirty south friends tour 2006 is pretty bumpin. i just made it to my mom's house, after bein in the NO for 2 weeks. it was a whirlwind and i wish i could go back for just a lil while longer. cuz its hard for me to get into the swing of things and really get rad QT with lots of people when im in town for such a short time, and it seems like a lot of the kids there now are just so distant and bummed these days. totally for good reason and i think thats why i never took it personal, even though its my tendency to do so. i mean its been just about a year since the storm, and everyone is real spooked about this hurricane season. like theres kids still livin outta boxes and moved into new houses without decorating and people who are still waiting to paint and fix their houses and stuff just cuz theyre real nervous itll be for nothin and they'll just lose it all again. makes sense. i even have feelings like that and im not even living there anymore. poor lil fuckers. little brave stubborn things.
i did get to spend mad time with some special ones though. including a couple of aquatic adventures. first day i was there, after getting into town the night before and staying up til 4 drinking with thomas, we got up at 7 to go hop into casey's car with megan and go tubing on the bogue chitto(they say it like boga-cheeto). we got a cooler fulla beer and paid these cajun boys in short shorts and mullets for tubes and the ride to the drop off point in a busted old school bus. it was beautiful and out in the middle of nowhere and we saw snakes and snapping turtles and we took some mushrooms and floated in the blazing sun for what ended up being 6 hours, cuz we kept having to stop and wait for meg to make sand angels and disappear into the woods, and we had to drag around anarctica, which was the tube our cooler was strapped to. around hour 5 or so we started really feeling like we might not make it out and the river just wouldnt end and it was getting dark so me and casey tried to rally the troops by assuring them we'd all die out there if we didnt hurry the fuck up. then when we finally made it i discovered i had the worst sunburn of my adult life, so i was real delirious and we were all still tripping but casey heroically drove us outta the cuts and across that epic 30 mile bridge over lake ponchartrain and we made it home basically unscathed. then after 10 or so days of staying up all night, getting buck, riding bikes, sweating, sparks sno-balls from T.L. at royal st. grocery, starting a band and playing a wicked rad show, drinkin in bars and kickin it at zotz waaay too much in nola my mom came over from biloxi and picked up me, walt, misha and karli and took us to pensacola for spring break summer twothousand-SICK, wherewe ran around on the beach, went to a show at NC ryan's house, stayed up til dawn, and ran around on the beach some more. twas lovely. now im at my moms in the middle of nowhere, and realizing how much i rely on cities and the people i know to entertain me. which is good and bad. i mean, there was a time in my life when i was an expert at entertaining myself, but i also didnt really have any friends. now i do and when im by myself i get kinda bored. balance, its all about balance. anyway, theres a lake to swim in close by and i get to go to gainesville for a spell and explore, so thats pretty tight. woah epic update! g'nite.
i did get to spend mad time with some special ones though. including a couple of aquatic adventures. first day i was there, after getting into town the night before and staying up til 4 drinking with thomas, we got up at 7 to go hop into casey's car with megan and go tubing on the bogue chitto(they say it like boga-cheeto). we got a cooler fulla beer and paid these cajun boys in short shorts and mullets for tubes and the ride to the drop off point in a busted old school bus. it was beautiful and out in the middle of nowhere and we saw snakes and snapping turtles and we took some mushrooms and floated in the blazing sun for what ended up being 6 hours, cuz we kept having to stop and wait for meg to make sand angels and disappear into the woods, and we had to drag around anarctica, which was the tube our cooler was strapped to. around hour 5 or so we started really feeling like we might not make it out and the river just wouldnt end and it was getting dark so me and casey tried to rally the troops by assuring them we'd all die out there if we didnt hurry the fuck up. then when we finally made it i discovered i had the worst sunburn of my adult life, so i was real delirious and we were all still tripping but casey heroically drove us outta the cuts and across that epic 30 mile bridge over lake ponchartrain and we made it home basically unscathed. then after 10 or so days of staying up all night, getting buck, riding bikes, sweating, sparks sno-balls from T.L. at royal st. grocery, starting a band and playing a wicked rad show, drinkin in bars and kickin it at zotz waaay too much in nola my mom came over from biloxi and picked up me, walt, misha and karli and took us to pensacola for spring break summer twothousand-SICK, wherewe ran around on the beach, went to a show at NC ryan's house, stayed up til dawn, and ran around on the beach some more. twas lovely. now im at my moms in the middle of nowhere, and realizing how much i rely on cities and the people i know to entertain me. which is good and bad. i mean, there was a time in my life when i was an expert at entertaining myself, but i also didnt really have any friends. now i do and when im by myself i get kinda bored. balance, its all about balance. anyway, theres a lake to swim in close by and i get to go to gainesville for a spell and explore, so thats pretty tight. woah epic update! g'nite.