camp

this year at camp there were no buildings. everything was outside. there was a partial shell of what was once the dining hall, two walls and a roof. painted red. the wall near the lake was just the structure at 8'o/c all the way to the corner where it got more complex, and expanded to house a garage, with a few little windows with centerfolds taped up on the inside.

we all gathered at a long long picnic table in the center of the space. we were sitting at the lake side, and before th meal started i tried to tell about a dream i had - it was about thinking thoughts, and how all the bits of information got stored in different places in my brain. when i recalled them my brain knew how to gather all these pieces from each of their places simultaneously for seamless and immediate recollection - i had discovered something else about the process and was about to share it with the group, but george had been mimicking me just to my left. it was the really annoying fifth grade sort of repeating everything i say-game, so we moved to the other end of the table.

it was in the sun, and closer to the rest of the campus which was just a huge field these days. no rec hall or craft hall. "we can do everything outside" someone reminded us. at least there were still cabins.

i didnt know which one was mine to go sleep in, and carrying around my bedroll had become cumbersome. i just wanted to settle. 'tell me where to go' i kept thinking. i'm glad i didnt bring my good comforter because it kept getting caught on nails sticking out of everywhere and tearing.

at least all my friends are here. and i'm sure i will find a place to sleep soon. at that time, i will relax and take in the summer air, and its going to be amazing!

winter vacation

i had to get where i was going, so taking a ride in this guys truck seemed like a good idea. it was freezing outside, and the 6 or so other unhappy looking people inside the cab didnt seem to care that we were in the bed or the truck with the wintery wind chilling us. i pulled a bunch of the blankets on top of me, and realized that they all were vintage cloth signs and maps from an antique store in the area. he didnt seem to care.

eventually we got to the lodge. it was small, but was already packed with people. every time i came inside i seemed to misplace my boots. all three pairs, the big tall black ones, the brown cowboy boots and the red ones that i never wear.

i ended up eating a little something with a man of some sort of gonzo persuasion, and soon we realized we had stumbled into hell. this was unfortunate. it was still really cold. we grabbed hands and waited it out.

i got a ride back with him instead of the creepster with the truck, which was probably for the best.

arriving at home i was exhausted. i collapsed in my room near the window. my roommates girlfriends were in there chatting and although i could whisper to them when i floated in and out of dreams, my voice didnt have enough strength behind it to call out to the livingroom where it seemed the boys were having people over.

after a nap i focused myself and went out to see the commotion. a bunch of the guys were drinking growlers of beer on the shag carpeted floor. one of them gave me his glass. it is a small world, and my best friends from college were hanging out with my other friends' brother, and a guy i knew in highschool. awkward.

pizza party

drew picked me up at school, and we whisked past a few of his professors on our way to ritters to pick up a few more people, but it was closed. onward to the party.

when we get there its a mix of everyone i knew from FHS, but the ones that i wanted to see didnt show up for a while. by the time they all got there we had already ordered pizzas. k2 ordered the "sharp edge" pie, which i had to pick the pepperoni off of, but it had ricotta which was delicious!

this place we were at had an attic, and after exploring up there todd and i realized that all of the projects being stored up there were from my year, but now he was in school and the timewarp was almost too much.

we contemplated sneaking out the northeast firedoor right near the boys bathroom like we used to in mr. hardy's class, but ended up sticking it out.

candy monsters

i can't remember how it all started, but once we had offered up as many tiny colorful candies to the monster as we could it finally left and we were alone again in the hot tub. i can't believe we all snuck away from the group to the same place. no reasonable young people would spend their vacation at the resort for the elderly. it just seemed like the place that no one would ever look for us... and then there we were. all thinking the same thing.

well, now that its over and we have appeased the giant shadowy thing, i dont know what to do with myself. i think we are all going home on diferent flights tomorow, to different places. our makeshift headquarters is going to be mark's room once again even though there are candies scattered on the floor there too.

architectural digest

it was amazing that their new house made it into the magazine. the open living spaces and raised platforms incorporate all the best parts of balinese design into a beautiful and contemporary house in hawaii.

he had the sinking feeling that no matter how beautiful the space and how inspired the design, no one would ever respect him when his glossy spread was two pages over from images of how W and the mrs had redone the white house during their stay there. unfortunate.

face

"oh god, whats happening" she thinks to herself, unable to scream, as another piece of flesh falls away from her face, revealing more of the sticky lemon jello layer just under the skin, above the pink that begins to reveal itself now as well.

"why?!?" silent still, "should i call for help?"

now her whole left cheek has come off in soft little pieces into her hand. painless. without reason.

"how much more? why? when will it stop?"

night life?

its late, and she gets the tab at the bar. "don't worry i can just put it on my card," sweet.

"$1,000.00 can that be right?"
"no that says $100,000.00"
"damn, this has been a classy night"

as they leave the bar, it seems that the friends they thought were too busy for drinks get spotted in quite compromising positions with a few gladiators on the roof of the adjacent building.

"so thats where they were..." she comments under her breath as they scamper away, a handful of bright shiny moons under the red glow of the starless city sky.