catch up
posted by kobayashi on February 25, 2004
honestly. that's not me in the puffy suit. honest. even if i wished it were. which i don't. honest.
but seriously, good evening ladies and gentlemen, stop me if you've heard this one, ... puffy suit and latex gal go walking in the woods....
i'm kind of barely surviving, sliding thru. school's okay, life's a mess. sticksy, of course i still live in austin.
i've not the fortitude, courage, or even really the desire to escape its tremendous gravtiy. i live near i-35 and 51st street, off of cameron, just east of the freeway. about 5 minutes from kong who i never ever see.
koop is remains the bomb. he wants to build a lowrider. not a bicycle, but a fullon lowrider. converstation with his mom as reported to me later:
koop, from the backseat: 'mom, can we build a low rider?'
claire, over her shoulder: [hemming and hawing and discussion of his paltry savings and the tremendous expense of building lowriders]
koop: 'mom. just ask dad. i bet he'll say it's okay.'
