that sweet thang that paints the sky blue again

November 9th, 2006

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Ben,

I’ve gotta write in between massive bites of this breakfast hoagie I just got. Now, normally, I go for a Tasty Cake (or six) with my morning pot of coffee. But not today. You see, any minor problems in my commute make me teary, and I’ve gotta comfort myself with eggs and sausage. Today, the road I usually park on was blocked off for “tree trimming”. Through gritted teeth and tears I barked my order to the chick at the breakfast place (not the hot one, but that other one) and got that sweet thang that paints the sky blue again, the trees green again, even now, in autumn.

Seriously, though, it is a fuckin’ nice day. Sixty something maybe? At 9-

(two minutes go by, devouring sandwich)

At 9 in the morning! That’s pretty damn warm for November. I’ll tell you though, first thing that came to mind as I walked outside and felt the gods aiming their tanning mirrors a couple degrees down just for us was, “I hope the weather’s like this when I camp out for the Wii.” That’s right! Not this coming weekend. That’s just a normal one. But after that, that shall be The Wiikend. And me and maybe one other person are gonna sleep outside of Best Buy, because I’ve never done that before, and I want one of those things so bad. I need it to save gaming. I need it to sit unobtrusively in the corner of my life, glowing blue, as if taking my own blue feelings upon itself. Pumming in the quick and early darkness of the fall. “It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay.”

Oh, and bishop to f4, you sniffling nerd.

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