Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Spring Break: Episode II

(Now in superb M.L.A. format!)ha

Well when we last left our friend Justin, he was dangling (himself?) from high atop a cliff and seemed ready to take that last step off and be lost forever. Wow alcohol is crazy about magnifying things, it's like it will make fun times x 4 better somehow but also tough times get a double order of bleakness. Thank the maker for my two old standbys: music and friendship. U2 and a "semi" drunken call to Melissa definitely turned out to be lifesavers, and suddenly I'm tipsy and dancing on sand and we crawl into an Irish pub and the shot of choice 'The Buttery Nipple' (what I would forever after refer to as 'The Rubble Nipple', props to the Ren + Stimpy fans) came and then I remember leaving a drunken voice mail, losing my shoe, falling into a bush and climbing into a tree (though maybe not in that order) as we made it to Lulu's, then talking to a man with holes in his eyes from New Zealand and climbing to the edge of a balcony and then I, nor Isaacs, seem to remember what happened after so draw your own conclusion about it I guess, we knitted a Spring Break quit, that works.

Saturday begins with Isaacs telling us how he woke early to see a.) 2 by 2 of men sleeping in beds 2.) our curtains wide open and c.) "Barney" roaring from the tv that was left on overnight. That got things off to the right humorous start. Isaac's amigo Koss came out also and we all swam in the ocean and went barhopping for a while bla bla, but then as the devilish night washed over us so did the influence of alcohol, as after a few spots we went back to our Tropic Cay and it was the most frustrating thing to hear this group of like 12 kids (the kids that we the "popular" ones at your H.S.) blaring all their requests of Alan Jackson, so me and Raj pooled like $20 together into a medley of The Strokes, NIN, 'Idioteque' and an Isaacs-Bentley singalong of 'Mysterious Ways' by U2 and suddenly Weezer 'Say It Ain't So' blares and speaking for myself (but I have a sneaking suspicion of the same from him) it just took over. Like this was a place that was not on Earth, are you like me and remember your favourite/most memorable time that you heard one of your favourite songs? Like when I listened to Coldplay 'Sparks' coming from Jessica's play or when I heard The Beatles 'Teddy Boy' (from their Anthology) while doing the dishes at the Flint Appt. It was like that, we went crazy, drawing the halo over the head, writing the letter, drinking the bottle and then the huge riff rolling around on the pool table, we were a little bit closer to heaven than here for 3 min + anyway. The cherry on top was the Rajala line as he pulled out his box of condoms "Like I was going to use these anyway" as we attached them to the girl's doorhandle next door. I thought it was funny.

Sunday morning was really nice. I woke up at like 7:30 AM (that is not a misprint for those who know me pretty well) and just walked around outside, read and listened to light chorus singing. Just the unaldarated glee of having these friends here and the ones reading in here and everyone I've been lucky to know now or to have known before, it was just so serene and wonderful. Ran around on the beach like children we did later and as night came, we decided it was going to be our kamikaze night. So went to the beach, did our Baywatch run across the hot sand like children and went to all the aforementioned places, drinks and laughs.

Monday was chilled, sort of that walking dead zombie feeling after everything. Not really drinking heavily ever then suddenly doing it for so many straight days apparently does that to you. At the end it was funny to gather it all into perspective, like how my head worked drunk and maybe more importantly how my heart worked under it. I was happy with what came and somehow I was able to figure things out that I couldn't before, like suddenly seeing that Mickey Mouse come out of the Magic Eye book (my Grandma is all about the Disney ones) So many problems have solutions now and it's a happy thing. What is not a happy thing is to twist your ankle rocking out on 'Mysterious Ways' in the bathroom mirror, I think I'd better get some rest.

hey here's the Soundtrack to the adventure and the words that tied it all together basically:

Suppe ~ Light Calvary Overture (triumph, glory)

The Chi-Lites ~ Oh Girl (Oh, girl! // I'd be in trouble if you left me now)
Clinic ~ Sunlight Bathes our Home (Back and forth the colors go // where it stops no one knows)
Dido ~ Paris (Going back to Paris on the train // Raining and without you it's not the same)
Air ~ Cherry Blossom Girl (I'll never love again // Can I say that to you? // Will you run away // If I try to be true?)
Weezer ~ Say it Ain't So (The son is drowning in the flood! + GUITARS)
Johnny Cash ~ A Boy Named Sue (I tell ya // Life ain't easy for a boy named Sue)
Modest Mouse ~ The Stars are Projectors (It's all about the moderate climates // You wanna be blessed and be cursed for sure)
Optimistic (You can try the best you can // You can try the best you can // The best you can is good enough)
Rilo Kiley ~ It Just Is (Today's the day I realized that I could be loved)
Jon Brion ~ Monday (like a carnival)
The Decemberists ~ Los Angeles, I'm Yours (There's a city by the sea // A gentle company)
The Police ~ Roxanne (Roxanne // You don't have to put on the red light // Those days are over // You don't have to sell your body to the night)
The Raveonettes ~ Love in a Trashcan (jukebox churns out songs about sex // c'mon baby, you're my best fix)
The Rentals ~ She Says Its Alright (She smokes a couple hundred cigarettes and hands me the keys, oh, while she gets ready for work // Be back at seven in the morning to let her in, that's about when she returns)
The Strokes ~ 12:51 (Kiss me now that I'm older // I won't try to control ya)
U2 ~ Electrical Storm (all)
U2 ~ In God's Country (Desert rose, dreamed I saw a desert rose // Dress torn in ribbons and in bows // Like a siren she calls to me)
Dve Nevesti

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