Sunday, October 12, 2008

"Hawaiian roller coaster ride"

We have 'ocean sounds' playing in our hall-bathroom. I like it.
It makes me think of summers in Santa Cruz and Aptos. Waking up to the sound of the sea.
Sleeping on the beach, the smell of garlic bread, Olympics on the t.v. card games and and a impressive line of beers on the counter. Red wine competitions and dogs. Roller coasters and tattoos. Walks down the street, and the consistent flow of boys that were some how associated with my cousin. Apologies and questions. Car accidents, and hot tubes, lies and tan lines.

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