I might have had a dreamy adventure. Or two.

Mountain climbing: Switzerland

And we started school

Earl Street Broken Hearts Society

And we Drove.

34 hours in 5 days to Nova Scotia. I couldn't walk when I returned.

And someone broke his collar bone.

And arrived via ambulance at the local hospital emergency bay. The orthopedic surgeon asked for impossible things (shoulder immobility). That glow he sports is from all the x-ray radiation (at least 7 since birth).

We had Lice.

Please excuse my absence? (PS: I didn't get lice. Yet.)

We'll Never Feel Bad Anymore

When you're on a golden sea,

you don't need no memory,

just a place to call your own, as we drift into the zone,

on an island in the sun,

we'll be playing and having fun

and it makes me feel so fine I can't control my brain.

*****Happy birthday to me, mother fuckers****

(my god what will happen next?)

The Dreams of Children

At the school dance last friday a parent opened a conversation with "I'm not sure Dex has mentioned this but....."

Usually this statement means I'm about to be shamed by the Human Tendencies of my child. But that night was different: minutes full of capital DULL. No surprise as this 'dance' consisted of wild 4-10 year-olds running circles around and over frowny-faced adults. The grown-ups could only manage pain filled clock-staring. As gigantic minutes refused to pass, I planned a 'coup' of the parent council. Clearly someone had forgotten the alcohol. And the drugs. And the sex. And definitely the birth control. In other words: Tonight I gladly welcomed the this woman's interruption. She continued: "My son has declared he is going to be 'a gay' with Dex. And no worries, he and Dex had already discussed it: They'd be gay and move to Japan. Did you know this?"

All I'd heard was Dex's plan to move to Japan. Seems I had incorrectly assumed it was a sign of a burgeoning perversion involving anime. Nope. And I mean, that's fine: Nev declared the next day he's never leaving home, so I guess things will balance themselves out.