S'blog....worse than smog, no doubt.

Just got back. Pretty much a perfect ride. Stopped....wait, here we go, bullets ya feelits?

• Packed a bag consisting of all the fun I could muster, such as
  
• long sleeve tee
• frisbee
• water (fiji)
  
• ooowee
  
• b-w-
  
• book, "on the road"
  
• how could I go wrong, right?
• hatchell, brian had already had a message left on his ass
• hop on and take off, stop by jordans and chill for a few
• cut through Greek Village GV to end up coming down Greene
• Talked to mike while packing outside Wardlaw (school of EDU)
• forgot lighter
• went to new DCP, which is where Java Joe's was beside moes
• weird
• bought lighter, cruised where took pics with miles, celia and holly
• scoped out the seen, took, held that sheeet in
• hoped on the bikeski and headed to the shoe
• at the 'shoe, two "straight my ass" dudes in law school talked about some inane shit. tax returns, how one's not dating anyone (cuz yer gay, homey) how one is down to 170, looking to tighten up the pudge and get a 6 pack, while the other one says "nah, keep the pudge, who wants to do all that?" True, brother! They were tossing a frisbee like a bunch of noobs, but at least they knew some moves. Hammer, flick? no flick? maybe, def hammer though. reg style....backhand?
• Stared at a few folks all blazey daisy
• talked to Stephen for about 20 minutes about his upcoming party, our awesome party we just had (cels and me), bryan hatchell, Real world season 3 and 2, puck, pedro, -----'s intelligence, reno, rita's bluebird breakfast, robert, tracey's drinkin' .....all fun stuff
• Hoped on the bike and rode the campus, down to Jimmy Johns
• Turkey Tom #11 (Ham, turkey, lettuce, tomato, mayo on franch baguette) + extra mayo (no wonder I can't tie my shoes without losing breath anymore) add sprouts (to balance out the pounds of mayo?)
• Salt vinegar chips
• water to drink
• was superb
• seriously the jam
• avoided chris horr (i think, maybe it was a chick) nina and baby einstein on the way out
• they were at goats
• i went to adriana's ran into travis, snooze, red gave me an espresso, mr. mo creme i was, grabbed a free times went out front and sat at a table with an ash tray full of smokes and a STATE paper, and thought, I'd look cooler at that table. I sat down and felt like a hipster doofus goof ball jerk
  
• Sat there and read ron what'shisnames ron aiken yes his sideline report
• i feel as if i'm typing like cormac mcarthy wrote in No Country For Old Men
• no punctuation
  
• maybe just a few of the sentences
• as I sat out there, Baldness Bob from Papa Johns the Baldness Band, Papa John'sWTF? Papa Jazz, geeze. Papa Jazz, the Baldness and believe it or not Tavern on Greene, saw him (he was at the party and took a papa jazz frequent customer card that I had on the mantle and promised to drop it in the mailbox. only talked to him once. ever. see him, he goes, I've got something for you. Handed me the card! Awkward talk for a minute, handshake, and glad you made the party goodbye.
• Went back and got my bike from goats, saw a woman now with nina, but not the same woman aka chris horr from before, and avoided them again and rode on home.
• stopped on top of the crosswalk with a pretty sunset. ultimate frisbee, soccer and people generally being beautifully collegiate down below. I snapped a couple of pics of the panorama-ic world around me and then a few of me doing that thing everyone does when they've got a digital camera, holding it out and staring at it....
• Until my big gapped tuskers kept ruining them and I gave up.
  
• tried a little video of the ultimate though, before riding home
• heard vampire weekend playing from this one frat house, where I've also seen them playing instruments on the deck, and remarked "I love these guys" (see, A, you're not gonna see punkers at a house that nice, B, playing music that good, and C, being at that very house because they're getting an education.
• Down the way, I went, coming out of the GV, see a huge freaking appropriately named Great Dane. I swear, it would've dwarfed a pony. It could stand flat footed and piss in the back of a pickup truck. huge!
• then saw a dude with "wheelies" running with this miska looking dog, and thought, "Wheelies? Damn, that dudes in his 20s"
• and finished up here at the house, successfully not yet trying to finish the rest of that potato salad in the fridge
• it is a pretty small amount though
• put on a playlist and have heard don't you evah, phone went west, a beatles twist and shout, Phoneix's Amadaus Wolfgang, among others
• "among others" is code for can't remember anymore.
  
• g'bye