Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Cool It





I am sitting at the computer, enjoying my new The Jesus and Mary Chain cassette tape and consuming a whole can of salsa casera accompanied by a bag of Tostitos Scoops.
Today has been a decent one.

Slept late for once, Adri came over first thing.
Lit up some incense, turned up some music, and tried to make myself look pretty while she experimented with my typewriter. She actually wound up writing some cool shit.
We had Mike's Hard Mango Punch for breakfast.

Picked up Ryan and went to Little Five Points.
A degenerate looking Mexican dwarf with a face of leather came up to Ryan and I outside while Adriana was buying a used book about Buddhism. He drunkenly mumbled something barely coherent to Ryan. Ryan nodded, said "Yeah, sure, I'll try. Give me a minute."
When we walked away, I asked Ryan if he knew what he was saying.
Ryan said no, he didn't comprehend any of it. I had understood, though.
He told Ryan that if he got him something to eat- he'd suck his cock.
Haha. Ryan. Didn't even know what he almost got into.

But my haul was considerable, seeing as my budget was minimal.
A vintage Black Lips tshirt for $4.50, two boxes of Sun and Moon incense, Sandalwood "incense matches," vintage Barbed Wire Kisses cassette tape (The Jesus and Mary Chain), and an overpiced mixtape from a street heckler who was full of slick conversation.
In addition to two free obscure mixtapes and shitloads of
the typical flyers, magazines, and various parephenalia.

Went to Kat's for a bit, then Ryan's place. Carl and Joe stopped by after a while.
Carrying some herb. However, none of us were expert rollers,
or had any smoking instruments.
So we went to the back of Newton High School, walked down near the river.
Joe climbed on top of a huge cement structure somehow associated with the sewer system. Gutted and packed cigarillos with weed. Lit up some wood and some of the fresh incense in my bag to ward off the mosquitos Carl was frantically slapping at.
The whole affair was quite ceremonious.



We all actually got fairly fucking stoned. Carl acted like a madman as we attempted to leave.

And after that, Ryan and I watched some horror B-films and napped.
And I came home.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Awesome, like always. I love your blog. =]

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