drove straight to his dive hotel in Southie and picked him up, had a few beers and decided to drive back to our old town, where we were young Catholic School Kids breaking as many shitty rules as we could and fucked constantly with the public school kids, going from bar to bar running into people who defined our past but never really did anything with their futures.
Cooked to the bone, back at my place at 330AM, waiting to drive rod back to his hotel in 3 hours, That was the best time I had in years.
rod sent me a haiku about our night, this is true art and the most fantastic haiku I ever read, because of the feelings it brings back
Rod emailed me out of the blue yesterday with this gem.......
other night while totally shitfaced broke. wide awake - 330am
I longed to be in your basement
eating really salty chips of all varieties
I longed to be in your basement
eating really salty chips of all varieties