I’d Rather Be Wine Drunk
…than sober and clear. Thanks City on Film. I’m about 5 rum and cokes in and realizing that I’m probably not going to achieve getting drunk tonight. It’s always a sad moment. It must be the puking and shitting bout I had earlier this week.
We stood out in the dirt that passes for a driveway and watched the rocket blast off from the Cape tonight. It carried a military satellite that can detect plumes of smoke/exhaust from launched missles into orbit. Dave L and I toasted to Reagan’s Star Wars getting back online and walked back up to the porch for refills while Maiden blasted from the computer. Then we discussed installing gutters and other suburban type talk that just made me realize that when I buy a home, it’s just going to be a condo. Life’s too short to spend time buying concrete for a driveway.
So, with a sober smoke detecting satellite in orbit and the decision to take on a home with the smallest amount of responsibility possible, we are online.
Every now and again I convince myself that I’m never going to buy a permanent place of my own, that it’d be too much like admitting defeat. But then I figure I’ve got to store my shit somewhere.
Maybe I can open up a shop that sells not only some generic market, but also exhibits all my shit at ridiculous prices. Then at least I’ve got the chance that some rich, bored cunt will come around and buy it for quaint’s sake.
toothsoup
November 11, 2007 at 5:30 am
That’s not a half bad idea.
nonculture
November 11, 2007 at 10:07 am
Lifes too short not to realize the joy in walking up a virginal and pristine driveway that is uberfunctional in its nonstandard width of 22 feet…!
There is something large and satisfying in its long- anticipated and much-needed existance. There is a feeling of completion in its silent settling in the front of the house as it creates a low-level interest in the friendly enough acquaintences as they stroll by with a dog or a baby. I mention that
yes, its handy to have.
They tell me about the tree roots that most likely cracked it
I tell them I got a deal because of the building slump.
They tell me they need to do it to.
I give them a card from the construction company.
I have several left, if you would like one.
Maybe its a hard, white, flat (external and tangible) manifestation of an internal feeling that things are better now than they once were; both inside and out.
Perhaps its the 6 year old that constantly opens his door into my car, causing multiple green dents in my otherwise yellow exterior. I really do not know.
The gutter was built for no other reason than to protect it. Choose your metaphor, im all out.
We show our pride of ownership and love for our nuclear family by expanding, creating and preserving what is ours. Its a grounding force of permanence that creates community.
But yeah, a fucking condo would be a bit easier.
Anyway, Cool site. Ill check in once in a while – for “quaint’s sake”
Nrg~
nrg2brn
November 27, 2007 at 10:54 am
“We stood out in the dirt that passes for a driveway.”
I’m jealous. I have one tile slab. Oh, to have dirt!
By the way, don’t start with the whole ‘you’re supposed to be critiquing on another site right now’ -i know, i know, i know and i WILL. Here is much more fun at 15.29 on a rainy Thursday.
daffodils
November 29, 2007 at 10:25 am
good stuff.
matty
November 30, 2007 at 1:52 pm