Chapter 25
Sunday, July 03, 2005
  Getting all the news I need from the weather report/buckets of rain
I just finished watching The Punisher with my Grandfather, and that was preceded by Paycheck. Both didn't completely suck (plus Uma Thurman is so hot, even is she is having to act with Afleck), and since both were movies I wanted to see but not if it meant extending any effort towards doing so, well than it was an okay way to spend the past 4 hours. That's what cable is for I guess, to waste our life away...it helped that it was still a rainy, windy day outside. Our local weatherman seems to always be about 12-24 hrs. off on his forecast, so whatever he predicts, plan for it to happen two days from then.

So if you read my blog sometime in the last 24 hours, you would have noticed I posted a entry yesterday and then deleted it this morning. Don't ask me why. Anyways I don't think anyone actually read it, there's only like four or five of you out there, counting family, right? Hey quick how cool is this shirt?
Tomorrow is of course Independence Day back home; here it's Constitution Day, so it's also a holiday. I miss my friends; July 4th is not a good time of year for me, starting back about three years ago. But my friends have been there to help me take away whatever self-pity I feel; we have a tradition that tends to involve driving out to the same county road in the middle of nowhere (how will they find it this year without me?!) and any number of the following: beer bottles (full and empty), fireworks, curse words, Korn, and plenty of near misses, with the occasional county sheriff. No harm no foul, although I've never really cared for the Korn.

But not this year. I haven't bought any fireworks, it'll just be me and my grandaddy and the roofers and landscapers. I start my internship on Tuesday, and I'm sure from there the summer will pass by much more quickly. Days here are interesting, slow but they pass by as quick as they do anywhere; nevertheless I'm adjusting to it and I fear my eventual return to the U.S.. So what do I know tonight that I didn't nesc. know this morning? Even with cable television, the world ain't slowing down. Eh, sometimes I miss normal life but not enough to desire it. On that note, I received an reply e-mail from Rob today, a month later, but like time matters. We don't talk that often, and even if I didn't hear from him for another year, he will still be the closest friend I have ever had. On Earth, anyways. About the time I head to the Third World next year Rob will be on his way also, only his destination will be Iraq. The interesting thing is, we both volunteered.
sometimes it's just...Walls, I guess.
 
Comments:
Hey bro. I got my phone call from Fratus this afternoon asking me if I was gonna partake this year...I sadly declined me being in Austin and all. That tradition is one that will always rule. I think I'm just gonna barbeque and go watch fireworks at Auditorium Shores...wish you were here.
 
Aww, thanks buddy. Now I'm not alone in missing...whatever that was we seemed to always wind up doing. Lol, hope you have a good one bro.
 
by the way...I think it's awesome you use Simon & Garfunkel lyrics for blog titles. I'm gonna start doin that too.
 
i guess simon and garfunkle is better than say...Lil Jon or someone like that...i like the shirt by the way...I'm glad u r enjoying the relaxation right now...it only goes uphill..thats right...uphill...screw downhill...im in for the long haul..as far as this secret trip and whatnot..well i watched the fireworks over the Old birdville stadium and they were probably some of the best ive seen in a while...wish u were here but I'm glad u r there..if that makes sense..much love one love
 
Cater you'd fit in down here in the Caribbean, no lie there bro.

And Seaberg, until Paul Simon sues us, you have my blessing.
 
Cool blog, interesting information... Keep it UP » » »
 
That's a great story. Waiting for more. » »
 
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