Deron
establishes his bona fides at the entrance to the dump. Dallas, Texas. March 2010.
State Highway 19, Alex, OK 73002
I was hot-footing it through Oklahoma in the snow and rain when this stopped me in my tracks.
The prize at the end of the day was meeting Cindy, Amy, Daryl and Deron. A sweet conclusion
to a trying day.
Clusterflockstock 1.9
If you’d asked me a week ago what color Andrew’s eyes are, I couldn’t have told you. Now I’ll never forget.
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The stink of mortality
Today Deron took me to the dump, where he and I heaved out a Jeepful of my late mother’s detritus as a thousand gulls swirled about us.
I’m going back
to Texas tomorrow, y’all. For a week, anyways.
Big party on Dutton Drive. The last waltz. The final hurrah.
“Hey, my mom’s not at home. You wanna come over?”
For the Newbies
As I approach my third anniversary with y’all (still a little more than a month away), I thought I might offer the newer members a trip down my memory lane. Deron has many times queried Sheila for helps and hints on fashion. I’m not sure, but my comment, buried here, may have been my first appearance.
A thought occurred to me
there in the shark tunnel with Deron.
from the comments
On the other hand, desires and dreams can be simultaneously robust and fragile, and a few words of heartfelt encouragement from a mysterious stranger can change a person’s life.
Forced Entry
February 19, 2010. Dutton Drive. Dallas, Texas.
Would-be thieves had broken into my late mother’s house eight or so months ago, but the kind and vigilant next-door neighbor took it on himself to padlock the door.
Thunderbird Motel, US 67, Marfa, Texas
This place seemed to access a part of me that I thought was off limits.
Since we’re doing this. . .
1963~Nugget and I were both three years old. He was a wise pony.
For Andrew (ala Sheila)
Thinking about grief, thinking about my brother.
Two Important Things I Learned Last Night
1. If something delights Sheila, she snorts. If the delight continues, she really does get down onto all fours and commences to cough.
2. If you give Deron a taste of coconut ice cream, he will make a face and spit it into the sink.
Also of note: We have 11 ladybugs in our bathroom.
In the Boom Boom Room
In order to pierce the crust of Dallas, Texas subcultures, it helps to know someone who grew up here.
Eat Your Best Friends
Strawberry rose milkshake with rose laced cream; kobe beef, mimolette with quince mustard and vanilla aioli in steamed bun
Some new-ish friends of mine put on a gourmet paid dinner party every two weeks, centered around a theme. (Think Thomas Keller in your own backyard.) For Christmas it was Home Alone, for January it was a ten-course meal based on the ten best songs of 2009. Pictured above is the song “Walkabout (featuring Noah Lennox)” by Atlas Sound
This is not your parents dinner party.
Largely why I was hated in high school
Phil once asked somthing like “is there a photo of yourself you wouldn’t show someone?” This would be it, if I were showing it. The dude on the left was my neighbor to the north of our house in the background. We shared a driveway.
Thank you, Cindy.
Not only is Cindy Scroggins a performance artist, but she is an information specialist. If ever you are looking for lodging in the Dallas area, you just call up Cindy. She will not steer you wrong.
At The La Quinta Uptown, some of the rooms have heat. Mine even had hot running water for two or three minutes. If you want to wash but your timing is off, you can fill the sink with cold water, then add water you’ve boiled in the coffeemaker and give yourself a whore’s bath.
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Dear Clusterflock
Today I quit on an online survey concerning a “buying experience”; the only reason I was doing it was because it kept popping up in my mail and taking it seemed the quickest way to make it go away. But I came to a question that pissed me off and made me delete the whole thing. It asked me to indicate my “position” in my household: was I the Head of household? The spouse of the Head of household? A dependent of the Head of household? and so on. Do you find yourself thinking as I do that the whole notion of there necessarily being A head of household is archaic? In my view, the whole thing smacks of that Southern Baptist insistence that women “submit” to the will of their husbands, which I find to be one of many reprehensible notions they espouse. Can’t we get past the whole Command Structure thing? Is this just me going off, or do you have feeling about this?
Assuming
my second attempt to fly from Chicago to Dallas this week is successful, I am outfitting myself properly. Today I bought this pair of High Dexterity Gloves in the event I’m offered an opportunity to touch Deron’s sausage finger.
For Cindy
This is how it will be, our new life.
from the comments
Phil Bebbington: Well, I am in Texas and spent my first night in Johnson City. I had Catfish served on a plastic plate whilst watching two drunks play pool – one swore he knew me and kissed me on the hand – this is only half the story, perhaps the material of a post, not sure.
They were barely able to walk when we were kicked out at 9 and yet almost managed to drive a straight line!
So any day now
Kelsey is flying to Paris, and Phil is flying to Houston.
Just think.
Frying and the element of risk
Some friends of mine are going on vacation. They ask me to house sit.
Upon my arrival, I survey the clinically modern kitchen. There isn’t much food. Thanks a lot.
I will come up with something edible no matter what is on hand. It is a challenge I always enjoy.
Figuring out where the utensils and implements are stowed is also part of the fun.
I wish I had my nice pans! How can people work with this junk?
Pushing back my sleeves, I begin washing my hands at the kitchen sink.
There is a pubic hair on the bar of soap.
It isn’t mine. I have not yet undressed.
Scene From Last Weekend
For Deron
…Aero-Ace, a collaborative design project, just completed with Bentley — the objective being to explore a new aerodynamic design direction for the luxury marque. Second year RCA students were asked to identify a new vehicle direction for Bentley that would appeal to the ecologically conscious consumer.
Does it do it for you?