the nomads get housed.

Saturday, I spent all morning running around then headed up to CT to celebrate and help Lisa move into her first apartment! It was exciting. I'm real happy for her. If anyone deserves it, it's her the most. We made a joke that her life if finally good. Lisa's shuffled from house to house, couch to couch and not once complained. She just did what she had to do. I admire her a lot for that reason alone. Lisa put herself through school, this year bought herself a car, helps take care of her niece and her father...all with a smile on her face, at the toughest of times. We used to call ourselves the Nomads, because we were forever sleeping everywhere. One of my favorite Lisa stories steams from when she was working at a small local super market. Everyday she'd work two jobs in hopes to someday go to school. As she worked, customers became regulars, one in particular took a liking to her. He was an older man, well dressed, warm hearted. In fact, Lisa and I went to school with his son. As he loaded his things on Lisa's line, he began to mention how much he sees her working in here and in town often. Lisa mentioned it was for her to go to school and pay the bills. The gentlemen then carried on a conversation with her and presented her with an offer: If she was as serious as she seemed about school, he would pay for her first few semesters if she received good grades. I will remind you that he was a semi stranger and to pick your jaw up from the fall. Yes, this went on for quite sometime. Lisa remained getting nothing less than an A on every radiology exam. I just really love this story for obvious reasons. I proud of the gal. After we settled out most of her stuff, well...she handed me a coloring book while she sorted all her clothes we headed down to the bar were our dear friend James was playing a show. Easy Street is the band, James is the nasty bass player. Nils accompanied us. I haven't seen him in years, yet we still talk quite often. I've missed him. He's always been a good look blue eyed gentlemen. Can show me a good time with nothing. We met him at the bar, when we got there he had two beers waiting for us. It's been a while since i've been to a bar filled with my people. It's a total different experience when you go out and don't know half of the heads there...and you don't really want to anyways. Anywho, I saw a lot of old faces I haven't seen in years. But i can not tell a lie and say that I really just wanted to be with Nils and Lisa. I was so excited the whole night...the surroundings were great, the vibes were there and the music was just right. As the night got older, it was time to throw the towel in. At 3 AM we decided to get fires. I feel asleep in Lisa's car on the way home. She still got me the fries. As her first house guest to sleep over, we went to bed. The next morning we woke up with the words...."This is so cool" the fact that she had her own place. We layed in bed and giggled at each others expense for about an hour until Nils called to get breakfast! The 3 of us went to 3 brothers diner. After, we went to get Nils a new shirt with his gift card because he had burned a hole in his favorite shirt. Lisa picked out a black, red and gray flannel and I choose a brown, tan and forest green. Nils bought them! It fit his, best beard having, ray ban glasses wearing, loud white pick up truck drivin' self. After that, we went back to Lisa's...because we can do that now! A few hours later, I packed it in and set home. It was good fun. +

peekchures.

. good eats - fesitval foods .

. Marshall Tucker Band .

. buffed teeth! .

. explosions in the sky .

. Weeping Willow fireworks are my favorite! .

. !!! .

. A sacred night, where we'll watch the fireworks .

.matching: gray hoodies, left side braids, dangling earrings, jeans and moccasins...unintentional.

. differently the same .

. stepping stones .

. Our spot for countless years now .

 

. This sky, too, is folding under you. And it's all over now, Baby Blue .

. greens .

. sad docks .

. personal favorite .

. inviting? .

. out of focus daisy fields .

. our thrift shop ugly sweater party .

the good times are killing me.

I've been having such wonderful days. Over the weekend I took a trip back home to CT.
Spent much needed time with my dear friend Lisa. It's amazing how similar we are - and how we are able to go back to the way things have always been between us despite the distance. I've never known another with a warmer heart such as hers. My whole time spent was filled with laughs and good times. Made me feel real honored to have such a great soul as my best friend. Lisa is the one person I can truly say knows me better than I know myself. The minute I got there, we were already matching...freaky!  We went Downtown Danbury and checked out "The Taste Of Danbury" where the Marshall Trucker Band played. A sure home for the two of us, in our glory. They were seriously great - so much significance. The next day we spent the morning giggling in the attic and watching Joey putt holes in ones(?) Ate at Bagel Man, home of the BEST morning foods. We went thrift shopping where I got the most awesome stuff! I spent a total of $14.00 on: the best Indian sweater, off the shoulder poncho that I am truly obsessed with! It has a huge pocket on one side, fringe and is the MOST comfortable...I need the cold weather! I bought a scarf, another grandpa vest this time with beads and another sweater. I also got my old Photography camera back while I was visiting! It's a Konica Minolta Maxxum 70 all film camera - truly a gem. After shopping we stopped by our old dock by my old house we used to chill at. Shot some pictures, sat, talked. Relived old times for a bit. We then went to my favorite spot to eat in all of CT. It's a little place called "Texas Taco" I wish I could have taken pictures, but RoseMary frowns upon such. Also, the minute you get through the bizarre landscape, the front door reads "No Photos!" A big ol' slap in the face i really wanted to type "slap of de bass mon!" Umm...Yeah, it's a small 3 roomed place that is one big acid trip. With huge black and white checkered floors, an a collection of everything you could ever imagine thrown around on the walls - it really is an organized mess. There is so much art and creativeness, that you are literally overwhelmed by all of it. But the way RoseMary designed everything, you could tell was really thought out...even though it is all RANDOM AS FUCK. Lisa and I felt the best way to describe it is, one big "I SPY ROOM." I forgot to mention the live monkey that was once apart of the atmosphere. That changed. Now there's a taking Parrot.
The food is great, well...the 4 options you can choose from. I always get the burritos. Scrumptious. I forgot it even talk about Rosemary. You can literally read her story on the wall - but she is an older lady, I want to say upper 50's...purple hair, crazy brows and make up...coolest clothes and jewelry! She started her business just selling Taco's in NYC with her cart and blue hair....the cart is on the front lawn of the place. As time went on (I'm giving the most half assed story) her business grew and became famous for her tacos. A restaurant later and now a little 3 roomed place she is still doing her thing! Later we got Dunkachino's - again, haven't had that in years and boy was it delish! All the little things made our day so great, we kept laughing and saying how much we ruled. From the food to the weather...everything was just so simple and great. We've never been much to please. With the sun going down and my energy fading, my stay came to an end.
:(. When I got home, Mama had a bowl of warm potato soup waiting for me. What a perfect ending to a perfect day! :)

+ pictures to follow!

summer salvation:

. TJ & I drove up to CT together with the sun on our side! .

. Route 684, you are a dirty whore! .

. Mark playing baseball on the 4th! .

. Chewy, before his awesome whipe out that left me gasping for air! .

. Mark//Twang One//Marv will forever have the biggest and best ass! .

. Brien, Chewy and Mic Ripz .

. jaime and i spent the day in Long Beach riding waves, biking and getting ice's! .

. GaGa Day! .

. show me your teeth! .

. crazy get up's for gaga! .

. stoppin' traffic with my mesh and sequence besty j leggin's! .

. Never Normal .

. Myself & Natlie .

. collectively collective.

. usual suspects! .

. jameson and steel reserves .

.gagagagagagagaga.

. gaga roh ma ma oh la la .

. i dig my toes into the saaaaaand .

. Kat brought her guitar into my car and she played while

 i sang and drove then we broke into a beach! .

. put your cigarette out on my hand .

. view from a cliff we were on .

. i love how this picture came out! .

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