In the entry for the Shittiest House on Earth (SHOE) on my Nouns page, i mention that my dad still manages to bring that up.  For those of you who don't know him, here's a typical conversation with my dad, from last night.  Note how he can twist the flow of the conversation in seemingly impossible directions:
Dad:  So where are you going to live next year?
Me:  Probably still in Park Slope.
Dad:  With who?
Me: Probably with Matt and Jed.
Mom: Doesn't Matt want to move to Manhattan?
Me:  No, he wants to live in Park Slope.
Dad (to mom, in Chinese): Is matt the one who he lived with in his first apartment? (the Honeycomb Hideout).
Mom: Yes.
Dad: Oh, right. Then he smartly moved out, and you guys moved into the dump. I still don't understand how anybody could live in that house!  (read the entry for the SHOE)
 
 

    So... I just took a little driving tour of my past.  It's absolutely freezing outside, and very windy.  But there's no moon and very few clouds, and the sky looks inspiring.  I forgot how many stars you can see around here.  It's really nice to see.  Speaking of stars, I think I may have left an astronomy book in the Grey Ghost.  Rats.
    It's always sort of weird driving around at home.  Lots of weird loaded memoried.  Drove by most of the old haunts. The old elementary, junior high, and high schools.  They're all within probably 1000 feet of each other. You start the elementary school, and you just keep going up the hill.  And it only takes you 12 years.  A weird tour of my past.  thinking bout my Future.
    I also drove around a lot of the places I used to ride my bike. It's sort of a shame that I can't do that anymore.  Sure, it's doubtful that I'd ride around now even if I could, but it's sad that the old roads are now littered with strip malls.  Along one of the roads there's still this old stone farmhouse.  I think it's been there forever.  It looks over the one cornfield that's still left. I think the cornfield may be mostly decorative.  But it's there.  And sort of pleasant.  While I was driving by, I was thinking how interesting it'd be to talk to whoever has been living there all these years. They've got a giant gazebo out back, and the house always seems to be mildly decortated with lights for special occasions.  I can still remember when we'd ride past that house and there were just fields all around.  Then a building here, a school there, over 15 years or so.  Now the place is unrideable by bike.  And almost no fields at all.  I'd like to know what it was like to have the landscape around you just change so drastically. that house seems to be the one thing that's been permanent for the last 20 years.  I never really thought about it before.  Not all that much has changed around my house in the last two decades.  Speaking of house, I was in my backyard today and it dawned on my that I hadn't actually been in my own backyard in quite some time.  I know it hasn't been a year, but it's been a while.  Just seemed odd. and therefore, notable.

    I'm watching American Beauty on HBO right now.  I forgot how much I actually liked it.  Sometimes all the hype makes me like things less. Which is completely irrational, but we all do it.

    Right at this moment I'm, well actually, I'm chewing on some Edam cheese.  But I'm thinking too.  And what i'm thinking about is what I did in high school.  It's from watching the highschool people in the movie. Anyway, back in those days, the early 90's we had no internet, I couldn't drive, and I didn't play the guitar.  Those are three of my top recreations these days.  I guess I just watched a lot of TV.  And homework I guess.  In American Beauty, they sit around naked and film eachother.  I certainly didn't do that.  Then.

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