one more for the stars and the eyes of the walls

Everything is greening up in the Valley, and I haven't done one of these in a long old while


-those bulbs Chris and Katie got me from Canada (? ...Mich...igan?) poking their little heads up in my front bed
-my actual bed with dumb dongpink sheets but so nice feeling
-ship flags
-Don't Give Up the Ship flag especially
-that feeling when you show up to a place and someone had been waiting, excited, for you to be there
- 2 for 1 motor oil
-tiny bottles of champagne just the right size for porch sitting alone
-I thought my neighbor worked for a three letter government agency but actually he's an english teacher who just dresses well and happens to look really superb in a suit, I mean honestly that's not a look a lot of guys can pull off, Good on You, Michael.
-Sven barks at Michael because of his weird bald head, Too Bad about That, Michael
-carpooling (I don't anymore, just miss it)
-cussing
-this trick I've learned of loudly and over-enthusiastically greeting my upper management while deploying a series of rapid-fire questions about their day like they used to terrify me by doing
-my big black dog tonight climbs entirely into my lap like he used to do the first day I met him, although he's about 25 lbs heavier now, and puts his head on my knee, and I can feel his big heart thumping so hard
-perfect little circle burn from fingerbangin' a shaky light fixture into place
-Travis's citation yellow perch
-Travis telling me he wouldn't have kept it except it was a bad gill hook, and this odd desire to tell him that I love him on hearing that
-my grandfather's war medals
-my uncle, half-heartbroken at the fact that my grandmother wanted my grandfather dressed for death as a warrior, and this odd desire to tell him I love him on hearing that
-tonight, fingerbangin the same light fixture as if it didn't burn the hell out of me last night
-this blue and white lace cloth bra I bought, this vanilla tobacco candle
-red onions
-elkhorn deer, black-brown, staring
-liking the person somebody is
-ice follies nasturtium
-tipping nice barista girls in the early morning when the sun is shining in like it does early