|
randy quaid, movies, sasha jenson, song lyrics, videos, teaching, paul brogren, sarah vowell, by earl hamner, tribute, poems, michael moriarty, trinity don, jim horn, state case law, rapper, danielle von zerneck,
|
"You barely made it home and then you passed out debi mazar in your clothes," he said, and feeling beneath the covers, I realized I was fully dressed. "Fuck," I said, "I'm going to have to go over there and apologize to them," and I fell back to sleep. We didn't get over to the Kent's debi mazar until the afternoon. "I guess they're not home," I said, after two rounds of knocking and several "Hey you guys!" went unanswered. Erik was bending over, his hands cupped around his eyes, peering into their windows from the porch. "Come on," debi mazar I said. "Let's go." "No, wait," said Erik. "They have more food than God in there." He stood up and looked at me. "Aren't you starving? Maybe they're around the back." "Let's just go," I said, because I was growing pretty weary with the prospect of having to apologize for my unapologizable behavior. Erik began to walk around the back of the house. "You're either with me or against me," he said, and I let him go. I just stood there for a while, staring up at the clouds, breathing in the burning leaves, and wishing I were home.
|
