August 8, 2005

[impending nuptuals] 6:19 PM

In but a mere 48 hours I will be on a plane headed back to Texas for one of my best friend's weddings. Because I'm always not in Texas (for reasons that should be logical), Local Best Friend Jason is the Best Man, and I'm a groomsman, which is fine by me — that means there's less of a chance of me suddenly developing tourettes with a microphone and a catholics infront of me.

With each successive trip "home," Texas has been feeling stranger and stranger to me. One almost asks oneself, "I really grew up here?"

Example: for being his Best Man, Michael bought Jason a gun.

Comments

you didn't get a gun? i can't even make it to the wedding and i got a gun. but he crapped out on the free ammo.

Posted by: andrew at August 8, 2005 8:08 PM

yeah, like anyone is dumb enough to give you a firearm near the end of SIX FEET UNDER...

Posted by: kyle at August 8, 2005 8:18 PM

Even weirder: I'm a Canadian and I once DATED a Texan!! ;)

(Have fun at the wedding! Catch the bouquet!)

Posted by: Jason at August 8, 2005 8:35 PM

lol, i'm american AND texan. it's just kinda a no win for you, which is why I moved to LA. now you can say "my ex-boyfriend lives in Los Angeles," which is tolerable :-p

Posted by: kyle at August 8, 2005 9:06 PM

I knew it. The real dirt is always in the comments. *pops a bon-bon*

Posted by: -p- at August 8, 2005 10:32 PM

Ha!

Yes, I will wistfully look off into the distance and whisper, "He chased his dreams to the big city..." or something similarly cheesy. Then the camera will focus on one of your paintings behind me and the credits will roll.

How I ended up in a movie all of a sudden is beyond me. :)

Posted by: Jason at August 8, 2005 11:50 PM

Everyone in Kyle's life is in a movie. They just don't know until it's too late.

Posted by: sleepy kev at August 9, 2005 10:48 AM

Like the Truman Show?

Posted by: Jason at August 9, 2005 9:54 PM
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