Friday, February 16, 2007
WED IN DES MOINES
i didn't get much sleep on tues night either. still head too full and active. keith stayed pretty much in one position. doen't snore. sleeps ssoundly. i on the other hand do toss and turn. listening to peter gabriel's passionsomewhat settles brain.
did i mention how hot her looked in the morning? in his too short T-shirt and underwear? god he must have been magnificent in his 20's and 30's. shit, he was fine oh so fine in clinton in his 40's.
he makes coffee, have our breakfast. and then he takes me to his building/studio. i am surprised as his building is sort of more like an unfinished building.basically the basement. was going to be a building for Vets, but never finished. i was disappoiinted their were no pots. but boy did it have space. i was surpised he basically would have to hunker down over his wheel. i wish i could have seen him make a pot. oh, it had started to snow. then he drove downtown big flakes. he complained and i thought it was so pretty. i LIKED des moines. he so wanted to make it sound great, but i could tell it was. the big hurdle-water was covered, the water good. all i really cared about.
told me stuff. i can't all repeat.
and then took me to a posh spot for lunch. very cool, but didn't need lunch like that. usually i am cheap.
i spot a great harvest brewad place and we go there and get bread for the soup.
do more driving. shows me his house that his ex made him move away from. bitch. she wanted burbia. i would have killed to live in his old 20's house.
go back to his house. have soup again. danf, the white bread is a tad sweet for the soup. and w talk a bit. then get ready for bed and teevee. finsih watching lolita. maybe we watched manchurian on wed. i can't remember.
but it was a sweet day.
i didn't get much sleep on tues night either. still head too full and active. keith stayed pretty much in one position. doen't snore. sleeps ssoundly. i on the other hand do toss and turn. listening to peter gabriel's passionsomewhat settles brain.
did i mention how hot her looked in the morning? in his too short T-shirt and underwear? god he must have been magnificent in his 20's and 30's. shit, he was fine oh so fine in clinton in his 40's.
he makes coffee, have our breakfast. and then he takes me to his building/studio. i am surprised as his building is sort of more like an unfinished building.basically the basement. was going to be a building for Vets, but never finished. i was disappoiinted their were no pots. but boy did it have space. i was surpised he basically would have to hunker down over his wheel. i wish i could have seen him make a pot. oh, it had started to snow. then he drove downtown big flakes. he complained and i thought it was so pretty. i LIKED des moines. he so wanted to make it sound great, but i could tell it was. the big hurdle-water was covered, the water good. all i really cared about.
told me stuff. i can't all repeat.
and then took me to a posh spot for lunch. very cool, but didn't need lunch like that. usually i am cheap.
i spot a great harvest brewad place and we go there and get bread for the soup.
do more driving. shows me his house that his ex made him move away from. bitch. she wanted burbia. i would have killed to live in his old 20's house.
go back to his house. have soup again. danf, the white bread is a tad sweet for the soup. and w talk a bit. then get ready for bed and teevee. finsih watching lolita. maybe we watched manchurian on wed. i can't remember.
but it was a sweet day.
