family is important in knowing who you are and why you are the way you are: my brother and i met tonite for drinks. we usually have these long, deep conversations. he usually starts off with a shot of something strong before he orders a beer. he has some intestinal deal – he always assures me his issues are dispelled by drinking something strong, first. he tells me things and i tell him things. we try to figure things out together. tonite i thought he would cry. i think he thought he would cry. i quickly gave a response to take the edge of silence off – to interrupt the timing of a choke. and we laugh, hard. we laugh so hard sometimes. tonite it was imagining my father in some awkward dilemma. for some reason this makes us laugh til we can barely breathe. tonite it was imagining him with an umbrella flipped inside out in the wind, and being splashed with dirty water by an oncoming taxi. we were hysterical and could barely get the next word out. ha! we met a second cousin of ours from colombia for dinner tonite after our drinks. she was in town on vacation. roots are important, and i realize i need to go to colombia soon. it was a really good dinner. it was good to be with family.
subway: i noticed two men reading graphic novels. i don’t understand graphic novels because they are confined within frames. and are like cartoons. i think guys like graphic novels more than gals. a third guy sat in the vacated seat next to me, halfway through my ride. there were chipmunks on the outside of his -what i suspected was a graphic novel. instead, it was a journal…and inside japanese characters which i first mistook for print and then realized he had written. he glanced, and then closed it and stared. an old woman got on the train and i was amazed that old people get on the subway, even at late hours,to ride somewhere.
the wind was strong walking home. almost not enough layers on. tomorrow is wednesday and i’m really glad. this weekend is my brother’s birthday. he will be 26. i need to get him a gift. maybe i’ll just give him something i own that would be special to him. happy birthday, mike. you’re a great person.