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THE ADVENTURE CREW: Master, The Nomad, Sweet Bird of Freedom (aka Freeta Roam), Pixie & Pod, Miss Cycle, Ivan the writing muse, Jude, and the brains of the crew--Croc. DOUBLE-CLICK ON ANY PHOTO TO ENLARGESunday, June 13, 2004
SUNDAY--
“I say we break in,” Jesse said, as he down-shifted into second and skidded through a curve doing forty. “You got any ideas?”
“We could try knocking on the front door. Maybe she’d let us in.”
“What’s the fun in that?” Jesse grabbed a cold can of beer from the cooler, popped the top and looked over at me. “I’ll tell you straight out Phil, you suck.”
I always knew that someday Jesse’s twisted mind would get me into big trouble. But I hung with him anyway, just for the chance to feel alive.
Friday was Ben's B-day. Twenty-eight. Come to think of it, I was in labor 28 hours with Ben. And I was also 28 years old when I had him. I took him to the new Riddick movie yesterday. It was OK (without any exclamation points). Today I'm making him dinner--his favorites: meat’n’wheat, cooked carrots and broccoli, mashed potatoes, salad (without any fennel), and spice cake with cream cheese topping.
Today is my Mom's B-day. Seventy-seven. I phoned her on Fri. and I'll phone her today.
“I say we break in,” Jesse said, as he down-shifted into second and skidded through a curve doing forty. “You got any ideas?”
“We could try knocking on the front door. Maybe she’d let us in.”
“What’s the fun in that?” Jesse grabbed a cold can of beer from the cooler, popped the top and looked over at me. “I’ll tell you straight out Phil, you suck.”
I always knew that someday Jesse’s twisted mind would get me into big trouble. But I hung with him anyway, just for the chance to feel alive.
Friday was Ben's B-day. Twenty-eight. Come to think of it, I was in labor 28 hours with Ben. And I was also 28 years old when I had him. I took him to the new Riddick movie yesterday. It was OK (without any exclamation points). Today I'm making him dinner--his favorites: meat’n’wheat, cooked carrots and broccoli, mashed potatoes, salad (without any fennel), and spice cake with cream cheese topping.
Today is my Mom's B-day. Seventy-seven. I phoned her on Fri. and I'll phone her today.
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