I thought I saw my old friend Matt Johnson while I was in Mexico. There was a wedding there at the resort that Celeste and me were staying at in Los Cabos. It looked like he was there with a wedding party that had just arrived that day? It looked just like him and sounded just like him. He was talking to a man and woman who where about 10 years older than him… old enough to be his oldest brother or sister. I didn’t have my glasses on so I couldn’t be sure it was him. I got close enough to hear him say “Yea, he’s been dead for a long time.” I got closer and saw him laugh an unfamiliar laugh that I had never known Matt to have… theatrical and somewhat forced, with head thrown back for dramatic effect. From that, I assumed it wasn’t him. But then afterwards I got to thinking that I have cultivated a laugh over the years that I didn’t have 9 years ago. People can and do change their habits, as difficult as it may be. I really wish I would have had the nerve to ask him who he was. The last time I saw Matt before this was in Brooklyn in 1997.

Back to the Dirty City

i moved back to brooklyn on monday. living in park slope w/ celeste. she is awesome. i am in love but somehow i haven’t told her that i love her yet. it is kind of strange to be back in park slope. this is the area i moved to when i first came to the city. also following a girl. i was walking through the old neighborhood yesterday and had the feeling that i came all the way full circle and am back at the beginning. this revolution will be better.

today’s menu

1 cup coffee
1 crumpet: butter, slice of tomatoe
1 sandwich: beef bologna, turkey breast, mayo, horseradish mustard, green leaf lettuce, multi-grain bread
1 cup mixed fruit: pineapple, strawberry, watermelon, honeydew, cantalope
1 glass orange juice
1 glass water
1 hamburger patty
1 glass orange juice
1 bottle beer
2 glasses wine