Stacked.
I wanted to take a small break from the current storyline. I just got home from Jordan's tonight.
Today was pretty much uneventful as this whole week has been. I wake up everyday and check my GTalk messages for my brother's daily task for me to complete. Put the garden hose in the garage, clean up the beer bottles, bring in the green bin and recycling blue boxes, put the dishes away, clean up the beer bottles... It is really fun because it gives me more purpose in my day rather than just watching Star Trek. Which brings me to later on when 13:00 hours come around I watch my daily dose of Deep Space Nine, though it's not that great today with a focus on Ferengis. John gets home and we eat some beef jerky while watching Star Trek The Next Generation. It is really funny because when we were little we'd always watch it together growing up, but I'd have to ask him what some of the technical stuff meant. Sure enough I found myself asking him stuff that only he'd know, inside information about alien races and technical abilities of the ships.
We BBQ'd up some sausages on the patio. I run up and down the stairs to watch a bootlegged Pirates of the Carribean 2 and to help out with the food. I did what my father would do, supervise. However when my brother pointed out two earwigs that were mating on the BBQ I fetched a stick in the yard. In my bare feet I sprung around on the grass on my front pads. The grass feels so soft. I get a little twig from the yard and poke the earwigs down the BBQ and stop the mating process. Bet that pissed him off. There is more around the BBQ which is made partly out of wood, one earwig I poked got squished a little bit by the pressure and was hanging from the BBQ from his own bug guts. It eventually fell to the grown and it crawled under the deck.
After the dinner I called up Jordan's cellphone at around 21:00 hours to see what he wanted to do. "Hello?" A voice droned. It was Nelson. I told him I wanted to do something with them and they started arguing. I could hear the the background Nelson saying "Why don't you pick him up?" And then some murmer. "You aren't that drugged up." Nelson said in response. Some more murmer I guess from Jordan. "Fuck you! You dirty-" Nelson says and then laughs. I start laughing too and then mention that I'll find out if my bro can drop me off if he isn't drinking. I ask my bro and he agrees to it. When I get changed I asked if he wants to stay and hang out with us which he agrees too.
We drive there and park in Jordan's driveway. It is just becoming dark now. My stomach feels a little sick, probably from all the beef jerky. I manage though. I ring the doorbell and Jordan lets me in. I introduce John as the fourth for asshole. "Fifth." Jordan corrects me.
"Fifth? Who else is here?"
"Jessica." He says and walks into the living room. I say to John aside that I don't know who he's talking about. I walk in and I am introduced to her, skinny, pink sure, glasses and brown curly hair. "Hi I'm Matt."
"Hey you shaved your head John. Looks good." Jordan says. "You should do it now." Indicating me. I pick up the fashion section of the newspaper on the footrest and say: "I would, but my hair is everything to me, it would ruin my modelling career." Everyone laughs.
Jordan throws a deck of cards on the table and we gather around for a game of asshole. We play the first game and Jordan becomes president and I actually become asshole, I had some really shit cards. The next round Jordan looks at my hand and drops all his low cards into it to give me triples. The cheating already starts. During the game I get a kick to the legs, reach down and pick a card out in between his toes. A wild. I use it to get neutral. Game after game carrys on, I am always the dealer and I deal from both the top and bottom to stack the deck. I give all the good cards to Jordan and all the bad ones to Nelson. I see Jordan dump some low cards in the swipe pile, he looks at me with wide eyes and we both laugh cause everyone is so oblivious to our cheating tactics. In the end though my brother finally notice me dealing from the bottom of the deck and that ended it all. We all had a good laugh and then the night was over.
The previous night, the 26th of July, I stayed up to the late hours listening to the collection of vinyl records in the basement. I would listen only to the ones where I have not heard the name before. To my surprise I found some rare gems. I found a new love for Janis Joplin, her voice is so raw I loved it. My middle finger is starting to bleed now because of all the times I pushed the skin back to reach in for more records. We have about 300 of them down there. After that I decided to stop and I put some aside to steal for my own collection of records I like to play.
I still have a couple boxes to tackle.
Ok that's it for today, hopefully I can finish off the Prodigal Son arc tomorrow.
Peace all.
Today was pretty much uneventful as this whole week has been. I wake up everyday and check my GTalk messages for my brother's daily task for me to complete. Put the garden hose in the garage, clean up the beer bottles, bring in the green bin and recycling blue boxes, put the dishes away, clean up the beer bottles... It is really fun because it gives me more purpose in my day rather than just watching Star Trek. Which brings me to later on when 13:00 hours come around I watch my daily dose of Deep Space Nine, though it's not that great today with a focus on Ferengis. John gets home and we eat some beef jerky while watching Star Trek The Next Generation. It is really funny because when we were little we'd always watch it together growing up, but I'd have to ask him what some of the technical stuff meant. Sure enough I found myself asking him stuff that only he'd know, inside information about alien races and technical abilities of the ships.
We BBQ'd up some sausages on the patio. I run up and down the stairs to watch a bootlegged Pirates of the Carribean 2 and to help out with the food. I did what my father would do, supervise. However when my brother pointed out two earwigs that were mating on the BBQ I fetched a stick in the yard. In my bare feet I sprung around on the grass on my front pads. The grass feels so soft. I get a little twig from the yard and poke the earwigs down the BBQ and stop the mating process. Bet that pissed him off. There is more around the BBQ which is made partly out of wood, one earwig I poked got squished a little bit by the pressure and was hanging from the BBQ from his own bug guts. It eventually fell to the grown and it crawled under the deck.
After the dinner I called up Jordan's cellphone at around 21:00 hours to see what he wanted to do. "Hello?" A voice droned. It was Nelson. I told him I wanted to do something with them and they started arguing. I could hear the the background Nelson saying "Why don't you pick him up?" And then some murmer. "You aren't that drugged up." Nelson said in response. Some more murmer I guess from Jordan. "Fuck you! You dirty-" Nelson says and then laughs. I start laughing too and then mention that I'll find out if my bro can drop me off if he isn't drinking. I ask my bro and he agrees to it. When I get changed I asked if he wants to stay and hang out with us which he agrees too.
We drive there and park in Jordan's driveway. It is just becoming dark now. My stomach feels a little sick, probably from all the beef jerky. I manage though. I ring the doorbell and Jordan lets me in. I introduce John as the fourth for asshole. "Fifth." Jordan corrects me.
"Fifth? Who else is here?"
"Jessica." He says and walks into the living room. I say to John aside that I don't know who he's talking about. I walk in and I am introduced to her, skinny, pink sure, glasses and brown curly hair. "Hi I'm Matt."
"Hey you shaved your head John. Looks good." Jordan says. "You should do it now." Indicating me. I pick up the fashion section of the newspaper on the footrest and say: "I would, but my hair is everything to me, it would ruin my modelling career." Everyone laughs.
Jordan throws a deck of cards on the table and we gather around for a game of asshole. We play the first game and Jordan becomes president and I actually become asshole, I had some really shit cards. The next round Jordan looks at my hand and drops all his low cards into it to give me triples. The cheating already starts. During the game I get a kick to the legs, reach down and pick a card out in between his toes. A wild. I use it to get neutral. Game after game carrys on, I am always the dealer and I deal from both the top and bottom to stack the deck. I give all the good cards to Jordan and all the bad ones to Nelson. I see Jordan dump some low cards in the swipe pile, he looks at me with wide eyes and we both laugh cause everyone is so oblivious to our cheating tactics. In the end though my brother finally notice me dealing from the bottom of the deck and that ended it all. We all had a good laugh and then the night was over.
The previous night, the 26th of July, I stayed up to the late hours listening to the collection of vinyl records in the basement. I would listen only to the ones where I have not heard the name before. To my surprise I found some rare gems. I found a new love for Janis Joplin, her voice is so raw I loved it. My middle finger is starting to bleed now because of all the times I pushed the skin back to reach in for more records. We have about 300 of them down there. After that I decided to stop and I put some aside to steal for my own collection of records I like to play.
I still have a couple boxes to tackle.
Ok that's it for today, hopefully I can finish off the Prodigal Son arc tomorrow.
Peace all.
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