july 4, 2004.
alright. keeping true to my word (and your i'm-so-sure desire to know), here's the low down on the 4th of july. i'll even tell you about how the beginning of it was spent on a plane from la guardia (where a, i'm guessing, 14 year old boy FELL ASLEEP on my shoulder, pimples! spiked hair! cheap cologne! for the first 1/2 hour of the flight), to midway for my hell 2 hour layover in chicago where all i wanted was a cigarette and in exchange for that sweet, sweet tobacco lovin', i got basically strip searched. no matter. that southwest plane was right on time and i was back into the humid arms of the 314 a little after 4 pm where my sweet maggie was awaiting my arrival to take me home. hung out there for a minute, she left, i went over to maria's for her bbq. got to see some good folks who were in from new orleans and cali (big ups, stupid!), eat some food, see a baby or two, smoke some, drink some nice drink (viva la france!), bust a move home (hey, i don't "do" Fair St. Louis), then to ruder's and he tricked me into going to jefferson county aka the country to his cousin's to watch some fireworks in some field in some country. and then some drinks at the hi-pointe and then i lost any edge that i pretended to have and had to be taken home. and that's how i celebrated independence. it was, how do you say, freeing.
monday is a struggle. i recall going over to cindy's to hang out with her and her other half and the dogs and then a little chris and paul time (name dropping in the 04) at my shanty and then dinner with some folks at the delmar lounge (oh! big rain storm! power going out! food over/undercooked! good times!) and there you have it, and there you are. i didn't have to be back at this stank til wednesday and i think that anything that may or may not have happened isn't crucial at this point.
this thursday. go and check out robb steele at the red sea. it's $3 and one of the few local "acts" that i enjoy with mad vigor. no, for real. i may be spelling it wrong, but i'm liking it all grammatically correct and shit.
and shit.
