a hot summer night

it was such a beautiful rain storm last week. heavy wet drops on dusty driveways. it was a true desert rainstorm and i kept my window open all night.
jess invited us to her family's camping site in the manzanitas last saturday. we ate grilled hot dogs, steaks, portobello mushrooms, jalepenos. homemade salsa with avocados. hot potatoes, grilled asparagus, warm tomatoes.
the FLINGERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
lane was by far the best at horseshoes. ash and i came in at next to best and si was the flinger. BUT! he would have been even better than lane on steroids if he had put his tecate down.
ACTION SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOTS! yes this actually happened man.
we participated in log rolling.
arm wrestling and si won.
ok. so the thing about steven is he was acting completely different that day. he was sweet and had intelligent comments and i was blown away basically. i blame t for pulling out any jocky dum dum tendencies.
smores, man.
so the sun went down and we stared at the campfire. it was pitch black, the forest walked right up to our huddle and we traced the stars. j's mom played guitar to old folk songs. and handed out THE WORDS ON A SHEET so we could sing along. we sang for hours and then simon was handed the guitar.

"i can play that nirvana song, about a girl"
back to albuquerque and we had an appointment with deathany's house party.
did i tell you that it was a costume party? 1965 vs. the future.
the rest of the gang was dtown watching oktober people, unit 7 drain and bellamah. not bad for $5 tickets. later in the night we met some guy who invited us to his 'end of the lease' house party next saturday. oktober p and unit 7 are supposed to be playing at his house too or at least that's what he claims. i will ignore the fact that he was trying to lure ash and me into somebody's bedroom while bragging about this.
simey and simey JUUUUUUUUNIOR! grrrrrr.
this just looks like a beej is about to go down. don't worry. i didn't dazzle anyone with my incredible powers that night. OR DID I?!! damn blackouts.
death was doing a little of lewey carroll's medication that night and her war paint absolutely cracked me up. it was reminiscent of that scene in the royal tenenbaums where owen wilson's character eats peyote and paints his face yellow green nightmare colors and basically acts insane.
yea yea. you can talk about carrie and claire all you want but don't claim you know her better than us.

at least i hope not.
this dbag asked me if i liked some shirt he was carrying and started to give it to me but then said "THAT'LL BE $25 DOLLARS"!!!!??? barf.
end of the night blues.