4.30.2005

Three Musketeers

And so I've traded my girls in Seattle for seeing my boys all together for the first time in almost three years. And? Well, it's the weirdest thing--they're men.

Eddy is turning 26 in two weeks, and when I call him on his birthday I'll remember him not as the boy I met in highschool, but suddenly as the man I saw take Carrie's hand yesterday and promise to love her for the rest of thier lives, the Peters close by choking back tears.

I have never cried so much in my life.

Congrats, Emilio.
--M

2 comments:

charles.bukowski.costanza said...

mexico is fun, no?

fyi : i walked into the rosebud last night and as i cruised toward the back porch i saw three faces look at me, look at each other, then say, "rcu? rcu! hey everybody -- rcu is here!"

Milkshake said...

I'm guessing it was a Sunday? Ahh...how I miss my whiskey filled evenings at the Rosebud amoungst all my carnie compatriates. Jesus. That's fucking hilarious. Some of them don't even know your real name.