so i went in the local organic foods place to see if there was anything good. feeling kinda gross and chocolated out . and lo and behold it smells like roxy's house. (so THAT is what it is._))) rice milk and soy ice cream. there's also a little oriental market around. lots of good stuff. maybe i don't HAVe to shop at wal mart. . ever again. maybe i hope.

went to brently's and talked to his mom for a long time. she was standin in her bathrobe holding the screendoor open and i was standin on the back porch. and brently zooms up outa nowhere (cos you can't hear or see anyone coming with their driveway)) in his little red honda and blue (always) tee shirt and all greasy and gross-faced cos he just got off work. and his dad pulls up a few minutes later and we have to coreograph my exit from the house with three doors. ((much jumping down steps and jumping up and running and perfect timing involved. ) his dad doesn't want kids in the house , you see. we are a nuisance.. . ? . i guess.. well so we run outside and around the corner (of the blind driveway)) .

the end.

ha. and there is a mountain boy whose house (apparentlyyy) is lifted by a tornado and lands him in hancock fabrics every once in a while. always buys crazy fur pieces to make into pants and to applique onto pants. long long dreadlocks with colored fabrics in them. smells like strong, hot mint. (does it grow under his mountain bed and bite him in the middle of the night??)) . must be so..

was today so pleasant because it was on the verge of crazy lightening storm the entire. ... .day?