On Tuesday night NDN and I watched Black Snake Moan. I liked it. But when I went back upstairs to go to sleep, I couldn't. I was obsessing and panicking and called Bezoukhoff in the middle of the night to calm me down.
On the morning of the Fourth, NDN and I met Hammer at Penn Station. I needed some red bulls to stabilize me. Hammer brought me a crystal game to help answer questions about my future. NDN read the paper on the railroad. We went to my Aunt and Uncle's house.
The usual crowd was there from my family. I gave D&D (BigSis' niece and nephew) pop rocks. Hammer and I graded papers. NDN went in the pool despite the freezing weather and then fell asleep on the couch. My stepbrother did a new strange dance similar to "the robot." My cousin Jol made her usual delicious cupcakes. My mom initiated a conversation about how "young people" today are all hooked up to technology with our iPods, etc. everywhere we go.
On the train ride home, we bumped into someone who NDN works with. She squeezed into the seat next to me and I looked disgruntled about it. We had a talk about Nick Sanchez.
Last night I went to Hammer's place to grade papers while she cleaned her house. We listened to a lot of music. She removed art supplies from the corner where the Alaskan had stored them and had to find a place for his enormous paintings. We could hear the sound of fireworks crackling and booming outside. At 10:00 PM we went up to the roof to check it out. It was surreal. "An 'Impressionist' New York," as Hammer noted. The rooftop was slick from the recent rain and people were but silhouettes.
Back downstairs Hammer and I obsessed over old emails-- INSANE letters from the Wizard and multiple curt breakup messages from Narc.
It was late when I got home. I got very little sleep last night. Now I'm off to teach my class.
Happy Fourth of July!
love,
h
3 comments:
Happy Fourth to you as well.
It sounds like an interesting day...with lots of papers graded. That's the part of teaching that people forget about when they make cracks about having summers off.
It's hot on this side of the country right now...so wait for next week and maybe it will heat up.
Hey, thanks for coming by and commenting. It's always a pleasant surprise when you do. The post you read was for Andrew at 4th Avenue Blues. He is an alcoholic and was facing some demons on a particular day. I have read his blog for over a year and know how it can be for him. It was just a letter telling him to reach out.
Nothing like grading papers on the 4th. Sounds like you had a fine time. I love your description about the silhouettes.
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