last night/this morning, I dreamt that I was trying very hard to impress someone with a Yo La Tengo t-shirt I was wearing. the design isn't one I've ever seen, a sort of 70s font baseball shirt thing. there were several people there, none of whom I recognized, though one of them (not the one I was trying to impress) resembled this guy Arthur I met at the Moose Lodge.
oh yeah, did I tell you guys Chris and I went to the Moose Lodge sometime-in-the-past-coupla-weeks? It was quite possibly the coolest thing ever. middle-aged men jokingly sat on each others laps to my left while they compared SAT scores. (apparently that shit never ceases to haunt you.) ridiculous androgynous obese being playing cards. whiskey sours and cigars, and stories that didn't go anywhere. calling myself an adult, calling myself a writer, laughing to myself and everyone else. I never found out if the Elk Lodgers are friends or foes. I can visualize both a strong alliance/army of antlered beings, and a bitter, bitter rivalry. Anyone know?
Posted by samantha at June 3, 2004 05:06 PM