Events seem to be ordered into an ominous logic
-Thomas Pynchon
Apparently I do not even know what day it is. I did verify that today is, indeed, Friday. Last evening I showed up around 8:10pm at the Mercury Lounge to an empty bar. Where was everyone? Wasn't rob mclennan having a party? I quickly called Julie and asked her to boot up the computer to log onto bywords.ca and relay to me when the event was to be held: she said, "Friday". "Isn't today Friday?", I responded."
I left the bar as quietly as I entered it.
On my way home, not to waste a perfectly good evening out, I stopped in for some take out spring rolls at the Golden Turtle Restaurant on Booth. I ran into jwcurry on Somerset and stopped by to chat. Of course, being a visitor to his apartment/bookstore I had to inscribe a line, "Events seem to be ordered into an ominous logic" for his upcoming mystery project. I went home and showered Julie in spring rolls and peanut sauce (not literally) and she flatly said she was going to bed - just in time for me to change and feed little Matthew - from 10 to 11:30pm. He was hungry again at 12am. And we stayed up together till 3am. Julie's shift started again (thankfully) at 3am. Today is Friday. The newspaper says so. I checked twice.
Apparently I do not even know what day it is. I did verify that today is, indeed, Friday. Last evening I showed up around 8:10pm at the Mercury Lounge to an empty bar. Where was everyone? Wasn't rob mclennan having a party? I quickly called Julie and asked her to boot up the computer to log onto bywords.ca and relay to me when the event was to be held: she said, "Friday". "Isn't today Friday?", I responded."
I left the bar as quietly as I entered it.
On my way home, not to waste a perfectly good evening out, I stopped in for some take out spring rolls at the Golden Turtle Restaurant on Booth. I ran into jwcurry on Somerset and stopped by to chat. Of course, being a visitor to his apartment/bookstore I had to inscribe a line, "Events seem to be ordered into an ominous logic" for his upcoming mystery project. I went home and showered Julie in spring rolls and peanut sauce (not literally) and she flatly said she was going to bed - just in time for me to change and feed little Matthew - from 10 to 11:30pm. He was hungry again at 12am. And we stayed up together till 3am. Julie's shift started again (thankfully) at 3am. Today is Friday. The newspaper says so. I checked twice.
posted by John MacDonald at
Friday, August 18, 2006
3 Comments:
No, not Friday, peanut sauce day: all day long and into the morn.
S
Mmmm... peanut sauce.
It was fun seeing you on the 2nd Friday of the week ;) anyway. I really have to check out the Golden Turtle now. It may be a place where time is randomized. heck it could be a big time machine!
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