Houstin, We Have Mayhem
Operation Mayhem is officially under way, yo. Today was Phase One: Pack Shit Up and Clean. Tommorow is Phase Two: Move Shit, and Wed. is Phase Three: Unpack Shit and Yell At Qwest Before Leaving Minnesota for Four Point Five Days. The heat, the heat has been wonderful. My apartment is like unto a kiln and I have passed through the flames to emerge glassy and strong. Who here has used a tile and grout scrub brush? I have, yo, and it was bitchin.
Today Sedaris told me, "it's like your a different person or something" while he watched me clean out my fridge. I told him that we all need purpose, and that it's only when we are serving a purpose with our entire being that we reach a higher plane, our true selves.
I am so dirty, and sweaty, and I am coming for you, new one bedroom apartment of goodness....
19 comments:
I am glad and relieved that you have found your purpose in life my friend. Now, where are you going for 4.5 days?
Indiana. Rock concerts and camping.
REO Speedwagon? Journey? Styx? who who who?
Aretha Franklin.
Moving into a new place is awesome, but moving out of an old place is less awesome.
Thank you for your benevolent wisdom, SD. Alas, I cannot sleep and it is 2:20. I'm listening to Ray Charles and Norah Jones singing a duet. I really have nothing to report otherwise.
My eyes feel scratchy.
When I wwas a younger man, I slept like a log.
Literally. I had to stay in a forest every night, even during the winter, and a family of racoons dwelt within my hollow center, snacking on termites.
Gone? I was sure this was the week we'd start our summer of tennis stardom. Don't go!
Aretha Franklin! Wow! She's one of my favorites.
"RESPECT" was written by Otis Redding, who was from my hometown.
I also really like "Chain of Fools."
Lex, I was kidding dude.
Sorry to disapoint you. ):
Kidding about rock concerts? Or kidding about Aretha? Or kidding about Indiana?
You are a conundrum in a cipher box wrapped with paradox paper.
I'm beginning to think that David Sedaris isn't really living with you either!!!
God I was hoping you were kidding. Aretha is great, but my entire image of you, the one I have spent years erecting so carefully in my mind and heart, would have come crumbling down to the ground if that had been the case.
Instead, I choose to believe you will be sweating some serious rock sweat in your Rolling Stones t-shirt with the arms cut off into huge arm pit holes, and holding up a lighter somewhere in Indiana.
Did you misspell "Houston" for any larger, cosmic reason?
YES! That is the image I have as well....Bloggy in his Van Halen T-shirt, sweaty hair pasted to his forehead, can of Old Milwaukee in a pale blue "got Beer?" coozie...REO Speedwagon blasting out "Roll with the Changes" from the You Can Tune a Piano but You Can't Tuna Fish album...
Good times!
I was picturing some sort of MoTown version of WeFest... I don't know who to trust anymore.
That is a pretty funny image - folks from Detroit go to Detroit Lakes for an R&B campout weekend.
Bloggy stage dives during a Smokey Robinson performance.
Rand, we really should do something about bottling that imagination of yours. We can be rich, I tell ya', RICH!
David, please don't stage dive, you might hurt your self, and then where will the Annual Writer's Marathon be?
Moncrief, I have no idea. Is it spelled Hustin? Hoostin? Huestin? Yustin?
thank you, Alex! I'll try to keep my balance.
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