Leroy's (part 18)

I woke up at 4 a.m. for the second day in a row and went to Leroy's where Liz was working on 4 hours of sleep but still jazzed from the Dairy Queen Run. Nothing exciting at all happened and I didn't do much writing, although, I did do some work developing a rather interesting metaphore about dormant branches soaking up the sounds we made in the forest. And looking at it now I see it more as a simile than a metaphore, but even that fails at.....

nevermind.

Roy is back in the kitchen. Roy was the one who lost his trailer last week in a fire. He was talking all kinds of crazy jive from the slide between the counter and the kitchen. I took notes about some of the crap he said like, "Waking up next to those freaks at the St. Francis shelter, ya, nice, good for you, a great life, rather sleep under this dripping hot grill, ya, got a gun, anyone, I know how to use it, like this, time for Roy, Homeless Roy, to check out, can I make bacon, yes I can, Mr. Homeless can do that for you, you shits, because that's why I exist on this Earth..." and so on all night long.

When Liz got off work at 7 a.m. we drove back over to the organic coffee place like I said before and then went to the UAA Consortium and I wrote Introduction to Short Span Bridges of the Mid-West: Notes for an Essay on Effects/Affects from Fore-Thought and Advanced Engieering on Today's Literature (I.S.S.B.M.W:N.E.E.A.F.T.A.E.T.L.) for the Solid Mud Forum blog. Then I dropped her off at her medical appointment and we said goodbye. I went to Metro Music to look for a CD by Arcade Fire, but found nuthin', so my friend Trea ordered it for me and I instead bought the Ani DiFranco's new album, "Knuckle Down." It's wonderful.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: "Manhole" - Ani DiFranco