one large beer and small (warm) sake for $4.99 tax not included.
and man, when they say large beer they mean LARGE BEER.
last night i went out on a sort of impromptu kind of outing. originally i went out to meet somebody that i owed money to.. we won't get into that.. and i didn't want to go alone so i asked t to come with. well once business was taken care of and she didn't have to be home right away we thought we'd drop by the kenz for a nice hot cup of java.
so.. her phone rings and its her sister and sooner than later we find ourselves meeting up with her at sushi deli (one, not two) downtown. good stuff. i wasn't planning on drinking but i wasn't totally against it either. t's sister was kind enough not to let me drink alone. she ordered warm sake and i ordered the drink special. why? because i thought how large is large anyway?
the sake was seriously something that could grow on me. i don't think i'll ever be a beer drinker exclusively. so far i can say that i like bloody marys and i like warm sake on a cold, city night. yummm.
something about those drinks reminds me of when i was much younger and could only imagine what drinking those drinks might be or taste like. i wasn't too far off in what i imagined they would be.
so today is thanksgiving and as usual nothing goes on inside this house. i swear, we're seasonless. there are never any decorations, there's never anything festive. and that doesn't bother me but i know the way it could be and i know the way it will be once i'm out there on my own.. or even "on my own".. as it stands i can't afford it. although.. i am getting on in years and it has become my new shame [i mean, no longer am i so obsessed with my no-sex-life life as i am with living at home.]
but... and here comes the public service announcement.. i am thankful for the people in my life, as per usual, i'm thankful for the chances i've gotten whether they were getting out of parking tickets or getting time alone with someone who makes my heart skip or listening to stories of the way things used to be, stories of home. i'm thankful i have most of my wits about me, all of my toes and fingers and teeth. i'm thankful for family, whether i chose them for myself or not. i'm thankful for music and for magic and for those weird moments that seem to stretch on forever and only really happen in the space of one hour. i'm thankful that none of my possessions were burned in the fires and that we didn't have to be evacuated even though otay lakes is a mere twenty minutes from here. i'm thankful that i can see and taste and hear and feel and intuit (intuit?).. and i'm thankful that i still feel the way i feel about what/whom i feel. and i'm thankful for soft things against rough things
in the air: caetano veloso::sou seu sabia
and song and dance troupe of the Yi Nationality::wedding tune
and the moonglows::sincerely
i spent a lot of time thinking and other stuff, hence the amount of songs that pass over my head.
gobble gobble gobble
1:39 p.m. - 2003-11-27
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