Last night was pretty cool because; guess what, I finally had a bonfire! I was with a couple sleazebags that I picked up from Hot Monkey Love (jk, old pals), and 3 cases of beer. It's funny because I originally went to play cards, old school, at the Living Room with my friends, but their night grew tired quick. Therefore, I ended up at The Cafe, demanding money (someone owed me), talking to an older French friend, and listening to some band. So, anyway, after a bit of chit chat---we left for Crown Point (as I like to call it). There we were, scavenging for wood. It seemed pretty hopeless, until we raped little saplings of their lives (the boys took a knife to the poles that held them, then uprooted the trees themselves), and (drinking beer) I often wandered to the bathroom, (which was a treasure trove of dried palm leaves). Also, my friend, who bragged to be Native American, trash-picked and weed-whacked with his bare hands to provide even more wood. It was amazing. With all our team work- what started out as a few warm coals became a bonfire. And, what started out as a really cold night, ended up nice and warm! Drunk and delirious, happy and moody, the night eventually came to a great end...good times. |
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