i like driving to and home from sugarloaf. or rather, i like being a passenger in the car going there. seth drove us up sunday. we stopped at mcd's for a hashbrown craving. we had what we thought was a funny enocunter... it may be a you-had-to-be-there kind of thing, so if you don't like that, skip this.
seth: we would like...a hashbrown! (at the drive through, in what we thought was a funny voice, which sadly can't be recreated in text form)
mcd's lady: umm we um only sell those in the morning cause they're um breakfast food
seth: (after looking back at us in our sadness) we are very sad!
mcd's lady: just get fries, it's the same thing i think
seth: well that's not going to work for us, we have picky, pouty girls in this car, we'll think about it and drive around
damn it. the humor is mostly in the voices. at least sam seth jillian and i will get some enjoyment out of this. the ride up was also good for relighting an interest in sign language, if only as a means of telling secrets in a crowded room. jill and i practiced singing with the beatles on the stereo til seth and sam decided that something worse was better (it wasn't) and took it out. we also got stopped by the police cause seth hasn't had his car inspected since august. the cop let him off with a warning, and when he left seth and sam exchanged a few words about "how could he not have noticed?" noticed what, jill and i asked. they said nothing. well what 'nothing' was was them having written "honk for lesbians" on the back of the car. no one honked. but sam and seth thought it was hilarious, for some reason. which leads me to ask: why are guys so fixated on lesbians if girls are not at all fixated on gay guys?
ok so i was thinking. this might tangent into something weird... actually i'm sure it will. so i was watching tv tonight, which is, in itself, a rare occurence, and saw something that got me thinking. it was a comercial for something lame, but it was portraying these cowboys. or what i took to be cowboys...there were a few guys sitting around a campfire in the desert, horses standing nearby. they were just sitting there, kind of talking, or singing or whatever. one of them had a guitar. and there was this music playing in the background, lyrics about how the only thing you need in life is your horse and your friends. it was funny, for a moment, and then really interesting. cause i was thinking...what's better than being a cowboy? like old-school cowboys, who just chase bank-robbers and hang out in the desert with their friends. american romanticized cowboys. they get to sleep outside, with their best friends, every night... and just talk about whatever they want, and look at the stars, and buy new leather chaps (or w/e you wear if you're a cowboy) when they need it, and do whatever they want to do. zac always says he wants a simple life. i kind of want a life like a cowboy.
