Well, the day has finally come! Yes, it's true.. I have teeth! WHEEE! Well, not so much "teeth" as "a largish fake plate containing teeth-like facsimiles". And although I remain eager for the permanent replacements, it a fair site better than yesterday. And most importantly - FOOD. Yes friends it's true. Today I indulged myself in a glorious breakfast burrito, and capped off the day with a trip to Phils BBQ. No, I can't actually bite into ribs. As the title suggests, these teeth are not for incising. I remain on the knife and fork diet. But you can't beat bacon, egg, potato & cheese with guacamole after 3 weeks of smoothies and tuna. It does warm the cockles of the heart.
So, as some of you might have noted I've been acting a bit pissy lately. No, no... it's true. Don't deny it. And although I'm sure there's a tiny foreign import full of issues that I still have to sort through, I have been reminded of some more things lately. More even then the last time.
You see, these last week or so have given occasion for the world to flick my ear and say "Hey fucker... don't be a pissant". People have died. Old friends and old friends of friends. People I know and people who are dear to me are suffering. And not the "oh woo is me, my life is so hallow" crap that I've been spouting. Real suffering, the kind that leaves scars. So I sat again this evening by the water, watching the sun. I sat down on today's rock lamenting that no one would come out and enjoy a ceremonial first meal back with me. But again, as I have learned, vaporous saline and decreasing light slowly pulled it out of me. I realized how fortunate I am, how insanely lucky my life is. I started thinking in aphorisms. As such, I will now give you my first attempt at poetry for over a decade. It will probably suck. But I don't care (Updated 9/08: I removed this lame poem. It was lame)
Like I said, pretty weak. But it was an odd day, so this is what you get. I do want to wish my old yelling friend a peaceful rest in a bigger world. Although I don't think I've seen you in 7 or 8 years, you were as memorable as they come. This world is less bright without you.
And to the rest of you- Happy Day! My lisping is reduced, my smile is almost creepy symetrical, and my beard is..... dundundundundundundundun... not totally coming off, but some is. I've decided to pare it down. keep the lions share, but reduce the grizzly effect (sorry moses). I will now endeavor to clean the bastard up and get a photo. give me a minute...
(time passes)
5/13/08
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