Mornings

A bunch of folks crashed at a friend's house in Nashville after Deadmau5 last night and I woke up today with my jeans on. Mornings when the sun wakes you up are always best because they aren't rude, unless you're camping. The best is waking up laughing. I'm sprawled out in a chair this morning, wrapped up in a Native American blanket looking picnic spread thing I wound up with last night, sitting by a window and my buddy Joe tells this story. A bunch of friends were sprawled out in the grass, watching the sun set in Central Park one evening. It's the weekend of some festival and music is sounded not too far away. Folks are milling around the park in high spirits and the friends lounging in this particular group are rolling hard and gloriously fucked up. This gal in the group recently got a cute little puppy, well trained and purebred but still goofy like all little dogs are and it's bounding around the group, chasing grapes and loving on everyone. But pretty soon it takes off after a squirrel. In the spirit of the day, this guy scrambles up and runs after it in goofy fashion. He's a pretty big guy and he's running after it down a hill, bend over a bit with his hands out, calling it in his little doggie voice. But he suddenly trips and falls on top of the cute little puppy. The dog convulses and dies. The guy then picks up the dog BY THE TAIL, walks it back to the group, and lays it on the ground by the girl who just got it, who see's the dog and immediately starts throwing up, everywhere. The group flat out loses itself. Everyone's fucked up and the sudden surge of death & bad energy immediately stampedes the good feels of the day and everyone flips out. Tears, spills, stains, yelling and mad chaos ensue. The girl is still throwing up and her dead dog is laying next to her, with the guy hunched on all four, crying his eyes out.

Everyone else rolls away from the picnic, unable to bear what's happening.

Joe takes his shirt off and ties it around his eyes, to blind himself from seeing anything else.

I laughed so hard, I don't even need to run today.