Friday, July 24, 2009

Betty, when you call me...

Oh yeah, in case you didn't know, I like Chevy Chase, just a little.

Graceland is my mothers favorite album, Paul Simon and Enya. That's her jam, and she used to chase me into the outdoors, off the dark cool shadowy sanctum of my bed in front of the TV to chase butterflies in the sun, like a cat, and I wasn't aloud to come back in till dinner and I'd wander the neighborhood dipping into liquor stores to buy Slimer Ghostbusters fluorescent green in a toothpaste looking tube gum and lay under the Camellia tree by her window listening to Paul Simon while she hummed.
Summer rolls along.