Friday, January 30, 2009
fly, skate and collect unemployment
i love that my sister's plane was delayed and she's stuck in minne-fucking-sota. i love it because it is what it is and she's making the best of it. nothing a $59 motel and a few cocktails won't cure.
apparently it and/or she is in extremely close proximity to some "mall(s)? of america" type situation.
as much as i want her here with me right now, drinking cosmos and laughing about the hilarity of it all, the reality is that she's not. therefore, i accept that all is well, all is perfect, all is bliss.
i could be sad and angry because my sweet father ,who is presently in Taiwan, mostly against his will, my dad who is the home-iest body this side of the Mississippi, who is there most likely by force; the force being my beautiful and loving (beyond comprehension) mother. my mother who popped out 6 babies, 5 survivors, one "born into eternity" as her tiny white headstone reads.
shit. tired and ADD meds wearing off...dad was/is laid off from his job. some home-depot type place was closed just days ago and when i got the call from one of my sis' who thought it would be a good idea to call him during his "vacation" to inform him...i said NO frickin' way! he's a worrier extraordinaire. let him finish out his trip where he's probably coping at best, shunning all things local, staking out the big golden arches like Kurt Cobain looking for one last high.
life is good.
truly.
it's a journey, yo.
lovin touchin squeezin each other.
when i'm alone, all by myself, you're out with someone else, lovin touchin squeezin each other
you're tearin me apart
every every day
you're tearin me apart
oh what can i say?
you're tearin me apart
it won't be long, ya
till you're alone
when your lover is havin some fun
cuz he's lovin he's touchin he's squeezin another
he's tearin you apart
oh girl what can you say?
now it's your turn now to cry
nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah
go to youtube, right now, type in zofriel and check out the ollie montage and the old man falls down in wal-mart
never thought i'd be one of those parents who brag but oh well
the more we know the less we know
i love zach
he told me today after i expressed my desire to learn to skateboard (again, don't think i didn't tear it up on my banana board in the first skate park ever built in santa cruz, ca circa: 1979) that i'm too old
i told him that if he got his ass out on his board and practiced them sweet ollies as much as he watched the vids of pros doin em that he'd soon be rockin like them.
hence, the video.
now the teacher is the student.
watch out z-man, immuna land an impossible before you can double back triple kick flip nollie.
xoxox
peace love and gravity
Labels:
accepting what is,
flying,
skateboarding,
zen
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