are out there.
06 Jul 2002 / 3:38 p.m.
my friend andrew showed up on my doorstep yesterday. he rode his bike from reno to portland. adventure boy! we picked up anna and went to tyler + jen's place.
earlier: tyler and i had gone out - walked up and down hawthorne, ended up in a vietnamese cafe drink stong tea eating noodles and talking chomsky. in the middle of this i just stopped midsentence. he looks at me, says "you just realized what a fucking commie you are, didn't you?" we laughed. the chemistry and cues of old friends. we ended up at jackpot and bought some music. we rented a video for that night.
so the video was a trio of experimental films made in the 1920s. the first was by dali, the second by welles, and i was too distracted by conversations bouncing around me to catch anything about the third. i was sitting in the middle of friends from three places, three periods of my life: arizona + reno + portland. i was quiet for a few minutes, and listened to ideas and laughing. in the in between spaces i was a 26 year old having beers with my 18 year old, telling stories that were new all over again.
andrew and anna, chayla and jeremy, tyler and jennifer: i love you guys so much.
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