Sunday, May 11, 2014

l’eau d’issey pour homme

Over Christmas break all you wanted to do was go fishing, but the closest we could get was the fish tank at Cabbalas, and I remember you knew what all the fish were without looking at the signs. Also you had to run up all the stairs and by the time I found you, you were holding a BB gun with a raccoon hat on your head and I swear in that moment you were five years old again.

We had Fongs take-out the that night, and I remember trying to show you how to use chopsticks. We were downstairs in your room, I was sitting in your favorite chair and you were making bad jokes. 

I remember jumping on the couch after you told me not to and I also remember the ten stitches I got in my forehead. (You were right.)
 
It was August when were in your car, just driving, and I was singing to King Charles and you were laughing at me because the convertible and the freeway never went good together.  I still have the list on my phone called 'summerfest 2013' and it contains mostly unwatched movies and crappy Netflix documentaries that I love. (Especially 'Exit through the Gift Shop')

I remember my dog eating the insoles of your friends shoes. So. 

Earlier in the summer you made me this little blue piƱata for my birthday, and it was so small that it was actually impossible to break open. But you filled it with confetti, so it's forgivable. Also the fish we bought, and he was really cute until he was dead.

And we were in your kitchen and the radio was on and you asked me to dance and I stepped on your toes more than twice and I remember you telling me how much you loved Van Morrison and I slipped in the Forgotten Puddle of Water we both fell over and there will never be anything as funny.

XXXXXXXXXRothko