February 2010
8 posts
Can't Hardly Wait. Part Six
Veronica leaves for a weekend in Nantucket the next day; extended family foots the bill for her summering. My hopes for a storybook whirlwind are dashed by thoughts of her sucking off some fair haired lacrosse captain. My mind sees him, sandy blond, horse cock spilling out of red chinos. Christ, what am I doing making this girl the answer. While she’s gone I go out to my usual spots but...
Can't Hardly Wait. Part Five
Most women have rules about first dates. These rules are bullshit and always subject to circumstance, but they invent them nonetheless. We look at each other and clearly she wants to start breaking rules. We are heading south now and discussing the potential of a second date. I think about how things can go further, beyond the borders of our exchange on the stoop. I run with the idea and...
Can't Hardly Wait. Part Four
I waited outside our meet up point, her friend’s apartment a few blocks south of the Meatpacking District. I pushed myself back in time, borrowing a pose, ragged sexuality, form the neighborhood’s past. Leaning, smoking, doing my best vacant hustler. When Veronica walked out to meet me I was against a mailbox, displaying this meticulous apathy. Greetings are exchanged and we walk to...
Can't Hardly Wait. Part Three
“OK…”
I leave, and after walking a few blocks I text Veronica. It was amazing to meet you text me when You’re done… I remember walking on First Avenue, waiting for a response to that text, a response that never came. A flower blooms in stop motion photography, crisp reds and greens against a black night, and my mind is revealing the night’s truths. And...
Mats →
I told myself I would not talk music on this blog… BUT… The discovery of the three Tim Versions of The Replacements “Can’t hardly Wait” Has changed my life for the better. So thought I’d share.
Can't Hardly Wait. Part Two
Come by that chick is here… It was a beautiful summer evening. I had on the white jeans, a blue collar shirt, and all white Jordan Ones. I left my friends at Teany where they were having coffee and grabbed a cab west. There are a few streets in the West Village that on the average day are breathtaking, but on a perfect summer evening these streets defy contemplation. Charles, Perry,...
Can't Hardly Wait. Part One
Lower East Side Summer 2004…
“I’ve got a girl for you to bang, she’s too tall for me. I wonder if you’ll be into it.” “Who, who?” “This chick that comes into my work all the time. She’s pretty hot, I feel like you might be into her.” “Hook it up.” “Next time she comes in I’ll text and you can...
A Quick Note
Fear Not! I have been getting laid!
But I’ve not written about it because senseless titillation seems irresponsible and not why I started doing this in the first place.
I’ve got a few hilarious things in the works right now, but first I’m going back in time to the summer of 2004. This promises to be the most raw and revealing Boys Life to date. Its very personal nature is...