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B-Movie Kraken

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« Reply #480 on: September 24, 2023, 12:19:42 AM »

24th September 2012.

I went to empty the bins, but it was raining incredibly heavily so I decided to stay warm and dry instead.

Wow, I guess that was a slow news day then.

But do you understand That none of this will matter Nothing can take your pain away
B-Movie Kraken

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The sleep of reasoner breeds monsters. (sic)

« Reply #481 on: September 24, 2023, 11:09:46 AM »

September 24, 1994 On morning two of the best three-day weekend of my teen years, I was worn out when I got up at Scott’s place, and had to push Dana away on the fold-out in order to climb over her, and she said, “Quit trying to cop a feel and go back to sleep, will you?” But I stayed up, and canceled my participation in a tennis tournament that morning, in no fit state on half a night’s bad sleep.

Dana finally got up and asked me to help her get her stuff from where she’d been living, so we met her friend Rick, who helped us haul it to his attic, which he didn’t officially own, it was shared storage space with the three other apartments in the building.

She told me she was going to rent a “bungalow” up the highway she saw was on the market, and to that end I went with her to a payphone at a Shell station and drank a Mountain Dew as she called her mom, my Aunt Jude, and while she rocked on the heels of her silver boots (which she wore because she said they’d get stolen in Rick’s attic) she conned AJ out of a deposit, then called her dad, my Uncle Lark, and conned him out of a bigger deposit, a pretty shameless move, hitting up both parents like that. They were divorced but they did talk to one another.

We went and got the money her dad had wired her, and out of the blue, showing her generous side, she put two hundred dollars in my hand and said it was good to have emergency funds. Then she took me home and dropped me off at an empty house that wasn’t supposed to be empty, and peeled away. My dog Charlotte Sometimes wagged like a propeller to see me, and I looked to find out if my parents left a note, which they didn’t, and checked to see if there were calls on the answering machine, which there weren’t.

It was slightly unnerving.

By nightfall I was really starting to wonder what was going on, if my parents had thought maybe I was spending that night with Dana too. I resisted nascent paranoia that wanted me to imagine them wrecked in a ditch somewhere. At eleven o’clock I made sure every door was locked and took Charlotte Sometimes up to my room and went to bed, facing my first night alone in my entire life.

I couldn’t have imagined what was coming on the morrow.

What does not kill me makes me stranger.
B-Movie Kraken

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The sleep of reasoner breeds monsters. (sic)

« Reply #482 on: September 25, 2023, 02:07:08 PM »

September 25, 1994 The greatest Sunday of my life followed my spooky night all alone when my dad called right after I was awake and sounded upbeat and said he was surprised I was home already. When I told him I came back yesterday and had been home alone ever since, there was a pause and I could hear embarrassment in his voice when he said he was under the impression I was staying with Dana til today. (I knew it!) I said no, home alone like Macaulay Culkin since yesterday afternoon, but laughed and said it was all good.
He said he and Mom had been alone on his co-worker, Mr. Webb’s, houseboat since Friday morning and they were stopped at a little town near Markland Dam in western Kentucky, and wouldn’t be able to get back til that night.
It was like the light of divine inspiration fell upon me and I said cool, OK, I’ll be here, see you then, and got the heck off that phone, changed plans, and called Brian and said, “Come pick me up fast before my dad sends my grandma or my Aunt Christie over here!”

So he came right over and we had the best day, totally unplanned-out, and drove thirty miles over to the west side of town where we knew no one and no one knew us, and found this fall festival and rode almost everything, even a cage they closed you into and you rocked until you went over the top of the bars it hung from, and I ended up winning HIM this six foot stuffed python which he was trying to win for me, and we finally gave it to some kids who liked it, and we watched this guy take a blow torch and heat old soft drink bottles until he could twist them and tie them into bow ties and hearts and then when they were cool he filled them with colored water, put in a cork in the top and sold them. People were buying them as fast as he could make them. They also had a rummage sale going on, and this old man had a table of books, mostly paperbacks and nothing special, but he had some old magazines, and Brian saw a National Geographic from 1977 that was all about Celts in Europe, and got that for me.

There was also a copy of Wuthering Heights there and Bran said someday he was going to write a thesis about the Bronte sisters being “sexually repressed nympho virgins.” I told him good idea, I’m sure the feminist professors in his program would love that.

We went to Western Hills Shopping Center, which he called the beating heart of the West Side (“Where we East Enders fear to tread.”) and the West Side was actually different somehow. It was like East and West Berlin, not in terms of one being poor or restricted, but just very different in its atmosphere and culture.

Then Brian said, “I haven’t bought you anything yet.”

Well, the year before he had given me a pretty ring I felt a little bad about never wearing because it reminded me for so long of a sad goodbyes, but that day he took me into a jewelry store in the shopping center and bought me a bracelet, which he had engraved with a sentiment that….still means a lot to me.

We ended up going to a park that had a hill so high you could see three states from the top, and sat up there watching riverboats, and it was nice to be there with him so high above the ground that we looked down at hawks gliding below. I said I’d never forget that day and he said that made him glad.

And I’ve also never forgotten how sad I felt after all that happiness when the day got old and I knew I had to go back no matter how much yet again I wanted everything to go on and on. Brian said, “Come on, there’ll be more days. Maybe soon.”

But I wasn’t sure, and even now I’m not sure there ever quite was.

I think the gods smiled on us, though, because I got home twenty minutes before Mom and Dad did, and I didn’t tell them about my day, it wasn’t theirs, they didn’t need to know about three eventful days I knew even then represented the best weekend of my life.

What does not kill me makes me stranger.
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