Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Siren Music Festival

I meant to get back to this a lot sooner but have been so busy. Sam is home from the hospital and seems to be like a new person. He told Louise that he saw an angel when he was about to have his heart surgery and the angel told him that if he would stop his drinking that he would have a new and wonderful life. He said that he'll never touch another drop. Louise has her doubts and said that he's said this before but that he'd never mentioned an angel before. We'll see.
When I left Ruth's apartment that morning to explore Coney Island I had a great time. I was walking down Neptune Avenue and along came this cute guy calling after me. His name is George and he's 21. He had been working inside a fish store and came running out when he saw me. It's funny but I could smell fish before he caught up with me but when I saw how cute he was I thought that it doesn't really matter. He said he was going to the
Siren Music Festival after he went home to clean up and he asked me to come with him. I said sure and he told me to meet him by West 10th and Surf Avenue. So I did and what a blast we had. He still smelled a little like fish but I could see that he was so clean from a shower. His name is George. (Louise got a big kick out of that and was teasing me about "George and Gracie," I love Louise.) The music was great and I had so much fun. I met George's sister, Faith and she seems really nice. They both have wavy blonde hair and freckles and great big blue eyes. After the concert, George walked me back to Ruth's place, I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and said goodnight. When Ruth finally answered the door she told me that Louise had fallen asleep and that it would be best if the two of us slept over. I saw Louise asleep on the couch and could see that her hair was every bit as red as Ruth's. She was snoring lightly and I thought that Ruth was probably right and I stayed the night. The next morning Ruth made dynamite pancakes and coffee and we spoke about our lives and dreams over breakfast. Louise had a hangover and said, "Honey, never again! At my age this is crazy." She was moaning most of the subway ride home and just like on our way out, she had the attention of all of the other passengers. George is picking me up in a few minutes and we're going out for a fish dinner. I really, really like George.

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