Somebody this weekend asked me this weekend, in a pointed, trying-to-give-advice kind of way, why I hang out with the people I do… as if there are better people somewhere. The truth is it’s damn hard to find people I can talk to, I need all the friends I can get. Real people, people who don’t fuck with trivialities. They sure as hell have their faults, but so do I.

Speaking of friends, of real people… a bunch of people came back into town last week for the holiday, all of whom I was glad to see. This is mostly about them, and the next few posts, too… it’s been a good break. Now back to the grind.

Rayguns and Devin.



Caitlin, in from Austin fo a day, then gone the next.

I flew a kite that day, and it was fun even though the wind was weak sauce. Photo from Caitlin’s cell phone.

Waking up Reaghan, who was napping after drinking all afternoon.





Neil, after I was drunk and a lost cause. Also gone now.

Posted by Matt on 2009-11-30T00:00:00Z GMT