Tennessee
Munchin on my T-Bone steak (16 oz. Well done) as Dixie Chix played in the background. My lil bro Frank was way behind me, I finished mine before him. Then I sat back in my dark brown all-wooden chair and basked in the fullness of my stomach, wow. When Frank offered me a piece of his steak, I couldn't resist. I murdered that piece of medium cooked steak cut with my A1 stained fork, piercing it's skin until I hit the plate. From there, it slung right into my mouth, score. It was funny, sitting directly across from me at the other end of the table (because I was on one end) my dad sat with his grey "Montana" shirt that he bought when we were in Missoula. I repeatedly thought to myself, "dad you're not from Montana." Lmao. Everyone was full, satisfied by their steaks. Jaja. Then the grownups contended on who should pay lmao. We WERE the visitors afterall, but when it came for dinner almost everyone was waving paper or plastic to vie for the opportunity to pay. Peggie, my aunt who payed, had to wave off everyone's fiscal bids. Aaaand then a unison "thank you, Peggie" ensued. I glanced over at lil bro to discover he'd been wearing my Oakley-Gascan sunglasses this entire time, dangling from his neck. That's right. He was wearing my sunglasses like a necklace!
The crackling thundering sounds of our peanut shells came as a result of us standing up from the table lol. I, personally, had gone through about 30 of those peanuts. I'd learned to become a pro after being to so many SA Missions games as a kid.
Chassity, a girl who I had just met, is a sister of Phi Mu Sorority at Tennessee Tech University and said she was going to a Sounds game. That was earlier before we had departed for Logans steakhouse. It hit me, then, that we're not in Texas League country anymore. Haha.
Light drizzle dropped on my uncle's windshield as we cruised back to his place. Estabamos escuchando musica en espanol, pero I didn't recognize it. Lol. Uncle Sam mentioned it was new to him, recently manufactured by a co-worker of his.
If we had a soccer ball, I'd be down to go play soccer outside with my lil bro, in the rain. We didn't have one though haha just a football. 5/28/10 @ 6:00 pm
Saturday, May 29, 2010
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