These days flit past me. Getting by, from one paycheck to another, and trying to fabricate as much fun as I can within my means. It’s a dreary middle-class story with little glamour. Friday night Vern came over after a long absence (we haven’t seen him since Thanksgiving) and we sat at the dining room table and drank two six packs, a fifth of scotch, smoke a good deal of dope and went out later to see a drag show. He wore my fathers cowboy boots and let me put my hand under his leg in the car– we did poppers at the drag show and bellowed like a couple of cowboys and drove home like maniacs. Vern is a fine cowboy. I fixed supper when we got home and he spent the night sleeping next to me in bed. Vern is a fine cowboy.
March 26th, 1979
March 26th, 1979
March 26th, 1979
These days flit past me. Getting by, from one paycheck to another, and trying to fabricate as much fun as I can within my means. It’s a dreary middle-class story with little glamour. Friday night Vern came over after a long absence (we haven’t seen him since Thanksgiving) and we sat at the dining room table and drank two six packs, a fifth of scotch, smoke a good deal of dope and went out later to see a drag show. He wore my fathers cowboy boots and let me put my hand under his leg in the car– we did poppers at the drag show and bellowed like a couple of cowboys and drove home like maniacs. Vern is a fine cowboy. I fixed supper when we got home and he spent the night sleeping next to me in bed. Vern is a fine cowboy.