whatcha ona bout girl??

whatcha ona bout girl??
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Monday, April 5, 2010

Brass balls, New flowers, and love on the limit



Been reminiscing a bit with old high school friends (I say old….. but I don’t mean it). They’re still the best buncha hooligans goin. I still run into a few who say they hated that time…..…which baffles me but I guess I have to be more understanding cuz everyone didn’t have the same experience I did. Nowadays it seems the pressures of adulthood kinda put the kibosh on finding love on every street corner. Now I cant take credit here.

I have climbed the highest mountain
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

My buddy Chad and I had a long history…....all of it good. There isn’t enough space on ma blog to tell ya all that we did in high school…..
But I remember one time…he picked me up…..all frantic…..excited…..nervous……”I gotta go see her man!.......I just gotta”
We were in high school and he was gaga over some college girl……. and the plan???....... Sneak on the all girls campus at night and get in her dorm. Haha...….wait……what?…
.blink….blink…..yeah….small smile…...no worries…..sure…....this will work……ARE YOU NUTS???”
I kid you not
He had a t shirt on that said “liquor in front poker in rear”….well…if you read that slowly it can mean two different things…..read that again…..
Needless to say…….its NOT the shirt you wear to woo a young maiden. So I took off my wrestling shirt and he put.it on while we drove. He was really nervous….not sure what to say…..perfect young love on the limit……cool dude.
We coasted in with the lights off so not to tip off security and off silently in the dark he went.
I sat in the car and waited…….and waited……..and……waited some more.

Until I see ……….the campus police cruiser…

O…..MANOMANOMANOMAN…..

I sink down in the seat and my body goes stiff.

O…..NONONONO……

Where in the $h*# is he?

Fan…..…tastic. Whatamigunnasay?

Hello officer I …..I…uh…ibba kay toona meffa slooty pooble…haha..slooty pooble?.....k? hehe you can believe that cant you officer?
I held my breath and it just ……..slowly went on by.
Ah couldn’t really be mad at Him. If anything I was happy and envious. Heck I was excited FOR him! Yeah dude….cool….those butterflies are just the best ya know?
THAT’S the feelin ahma huntin……just like the chills I get when I listen to “dream of the return” by Pat Metheny…. Warning…… do NOT down load this song unless you are prepared…….I work hard not to weep whenever I hear it. Seriously.
Justa letcha know…… round 3 emailed me. …..silence……..
It was a scathing attack that I had blown her off when she needed me and that I was NOT a knight in shining armor as she had thought…..I asked her if we could get together so I could clear the air because email just doesn’t do it for me. I got back several emails dodging my attempts to fix it……….so I sent this………


“I dont like it when i see someone take a step that distances them from what they really want.
I dont fight those people any more
I let them say the opposite of what they want, then give them what they ask for.
I DO "get you" ... dont you FEEL that???....and if you work hard at keeping me at a distance I wont try to stop you.......and these are the kinds of things that once they get ruined they dont get fixed.....
all you can do five years later is look back and say...i should have done things differently......
call me......”


well……I did ma best…..my phone stayed silent……. No butterflies today. Will there be another email? No dude…..said ma piece……big smile.
In the shadows I can barely make out a figure running full tilt toward the car ……..As Chad gets closer I can see him smiling…….and I did too. Today is a good day to have brass balls.
They’re relationship didn’t last but the memory of that evening was perfect. Looking back….I wouldn’t have done anything different.. Epic Trey logan FAIL?.......Not today.

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

Bring it……….bring it when your hearts open. Actually….small smile…..I put that on a card I sent with some flowers today…hehehe …met someone I thought was nice……..I don’t stay down for long so if your heart is closed…. I might just…....letcha go! My buddy Chad is……….gone. Buried before we were done. I……still have his memories with me and…….. he deserved a bit more …even after high school…reality rules…cheers Chad. I miss ya buddy and wish you were here so I could tell ya how the flowers go.

14 comments:

"Seattle" Heather said...

What Grocery Store are you shopping at for this spoiled produce?
Perhaps you need to shop elsewhere--cause dude really, this "store" is really affecting your recipe of life.

The Invisible Seductress said...

Awwww what a nice story. Sappy, sad and hopeful all at the same time.


xoxoxo always

Anonymous said...

You were a good friend to him! He was very lucky!

I hope you find what you are looking for.

Love the shirt by the way. There is a bar here in town that has that on it.

Rach said...

Trey,
I've been the person in the car, waiting... And I've been the person in the trailer with the redwood deck, while my friend waited in the car. :) It's more fun when you're the one who isn't in the car.

The flowers sound nice. I wonder if construction workers like flowers? Oh, one more thing. I have a great book for you to read... in August :)

Kimberly said...

Slooty pooble! I have not stopped snickering.

*pours one out for Chad

Danielle said...

Sorry bout your friend.

You will find what you are looking for, just never give up!

Miss Angie said...

That's all you can do. No need to beat yourself up or hold yourself done. You tried your best, but you can only run half way. If they wont meet you halfway, their loss, for real.

Great advice for us all.

me said...

@ Heather- I JUST WANNA GO TO MEXICO!!!! HEHEHE
cause it aint right around here!

@ Invisible- the kiss of death....cant it be dark and mysterious?

@ CJ- you and me both!

@ Rach- wake up darlin...wake up!! hehehehe ahm gunna win that bet!

me said...

@ Kim- hehehe i snicker when i read it too!

@ Danielle- yeah that was NOT in the plans...you never expect THAT call... thanks darlin

Miss Ang- I know youve been there and done that too......

Crazy Brunette said...

Must you break my heart at the end of EVERY goddamn post you put up???

Is it really necessary?

Whoever didn't get that shirt right off the bat is a fucking douche.

That's a fucking badass story...

I was always Chad, never Trey... go figure. :)

Anonymous said...

Chad rocks! I was always the Chad... then I got older, and now, I'm looking for a Chad! LOL! Love the story T. As always...
xo
D
PS. You really 'should' come to Canada for a visit!

Linda Medrano said...

So sweet! I love your optimism! (And, yeah, you are an optimist!) Love is there for you Trey, and you'll find it. I'm truly sorry about Chad. Losing a good friend is so hard. Bless you Baby!

me said...

@ Crazy- thanks babe! he wasa blast....if you two hadda hooked up....whew!

@ Love- been your way before! i like toronto a fair bit!

@ Linda! thanks darlin! thats sweet! :)

Crazy Brunette said...

Yeah, he'd have fallen hard... What can I say, I was a heartbreaker!