it started off with me in a restaurant having brunch with cam and hamish (no sign of lisa anywhere). it was sunny and everyone was in a fabulous mood. after we ate hamish pulled me up out of my seat and we started to dance to the song "salt peanuts" by dizzy gillespie, which the restaurant was blasting. people were laughing and clapping.
everyone came back to my downtown apartment and we played board games and sat out on the balconey and smoked cigarettes and drank coffee and shouted compliments at people who were walking by. we were all laughing, the mood was very cheerful.
after a while everyone decided they had to get home and i was left alone to clean up. i started to do the dishes when there was a knock my door. i opened it up and there was dennis hopper, and an 18 year old boy he said was his son. i said, "hey dennis hopper, how's it goin?" and he said, "i'm your new neighbour and i heard a party going on so i came to check it out." and i said, "oh, but everyone went home, i'm just cleaning up." he said, "let me give you a hand then. i could smell the mess from next door." i said, "smell the mess? what?" he said, "yeah, your sink smells like t.v. dinners."
i was totally baffled as to how he could smell my sink through the walls but then i followed him into my kitchen and he was right. the sink smelled like t.v. dinners. he showed me a special way to clean it with candle wax and unspun wool. it was good as new. his 18 year old son wandered the living room conspicuously putting my things in his pockets. i decided to not say anything since it was worth losing some bric-a-brac to have dennis hopper in my house cleaning my sink.
2007/04/28
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