The Acrobat came into the city for something and we met up for a quick drink.
Her: What are you looking for, anyway?
Me: The basics. Like…really basic, basic. Someone that wants to just hang out with me and boy that we just wanna hang out with.
Her: (laughing) You want more than that.
Me: Not really. I don’t want to deal with ex-boyfriends, emotional hangups, etc. I just want someone with a good job and/or ambition, a basic – basic – sense of loyalty, kindness, and baseline communication skills.
Her: That’s a lot, Logan.
Me: (sighing) These are the basics, Acrobat. I’m just looking for someone that’s on my side, who’s side I wanna be on too.
The next day, I met with with my college friends out in Long Island, after my mother-in-law dropped off the kid with me.
Him: (sadly) I miss Grandma already.
Me: But I have a surprise for you.
Him: Really? What?
Me: Adventure! Let’s go.
Just 30 minutes later, we were on a train headed pretty deep out there in Central Islip.
My college buddies have been inviting us for years but the timing was never right.
That plus I was mainly trying to drink myself to death for a while, but let’s keep this entry positive.
Still, the timing wasn’t right this time around either but, because of changes in the weather and people getting COVID, we actually made it happen.
After a 77 minute ride, my buddy Gar picked me up in his whip – a gorgeous AMG – and soon, I was surrounded by people I’ve known since I was a teenager.
Me: He’s been reading this joke book to me, recently. For example, what’s brown and sticky?
Him: Oh, no! (thinking) Poop?
Me: Nope, a stick!
Him: (laughing) That’s a good clean joke.
I was there 50% for my friends and 50% the food, which was just killer, and divided into four parts:
The American BBQ part – mainly for the kids, which I didn’t know – with burgers, hot dogs, chips, potato salad, and a crudité platter…
…the seafood part…
…the Korean BBQ part…
…and last, but def not least, the dessert part.
Now, the issue was that, while I assumed there would be a dessert part, I was not apprised that there would be the two other parts so I really ate waay more burgers and hot dogs than I shoulda.
Him: Wait, you didn’t know there was seafood and Korean BBQ coming up? That stuff was for the kids.
Me: Dammit! Well, I do now! It’s fine, I can pack it in.
And I really did.
The thing about my kid is that he’s really starting to eat like me, which is not really a good thing, because he eats in quantity.
Like, a ridonk amount of food for such a little kid.
This time, however, he ate almost nuthin for close to four hours. Why?
Because this was his first experience with a private heated pool where he didn’t have to fight a clock or a million other kids.
So, he went in and stayed in.
In fact, long after all the other kids left the pool, this kid was by himself for two hours in the pool, happily swimming this way and that.
There’s more but this is getting long so I’ll tell you about that later, including the part where he almost drowned.
Here’s a song to keep you entertained until then:
Location: taking the Q at 14th to see one lady while thinking of taking it to see another
Music: can’t start a fire sitting around crying over a broken heart (Spotify)
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