"low res , probably night , probably outside , amateur , available light . youtube -ish at its worst ."
pause . "now ?"
he was somehow able to ask the question with no you got to be kidding frosting . i was impressed . more bonus points .
"dru ," i said ," would i call you now if i needed it tomorrow ?"
i'd bumped into him once in the corridor at work when my head was turned , it felt like i'd walked into a walnut tree .i bounched off of him . the man was grounded in every possible good sense of the word . i didn't know if he was gay or straight . attached or single . i didn't want to know . dru's significant other could be the source of some considerable relationship envy for me .
"bout you jus' send it t'me ?" he said . the next sound in my ear told me he was fighting either a sugh a yawn ." jus...do it myself ."
he made "myself " into two words , the accent hard on the first . i y'do it , no ' fense , boss ."
i said ," none taken . it's on the way ."
nobody else called me boss . no one else had figured out that i liked it .
i'd been avoiding alcohol since lisa's in-vitro because i wanted to feel at least a little pregnant while she was a whole lot pregnant . my vow slipped from my grasp as i waited to hear back down dru about the clip . i did two shots of drambuie , back to back . i only drank drambuie when i was alone and upset .
it wasn't party booze for me . i don't think i had ever had a sip of the stuff in a restaurant or a bar . maybe once ina crappy hotel bar while i was on a trio to kansas city to produce a piece . i may have resorted to drambuie after i'd been hit on by two different members of the new york jets on the same night . the second of the two players had bloodstains on the sleeve of his shirt .
pause . "now ?"
he was somehow able to ask the question with no you got to be kidding frosting . i was impressed . more bonus points .
"dru ," i said ," would i call you now if i needed it tomorrow ?"
i'd bumped into him once in the corridor at work when my head was turned , it felt like i'd walked into a walnut tree .i bounched off of him . the man was grounded in every possible good sense of the word . i didn't know if he was gay or straight . attached or single . i didn't want to know . dru's significant other could be the source of some considerable relationship envy for me .
"bout you jus' send it t'me ?" he said . the next sound in my ear told me he was fighting either a sugh a yawn ." jus...do it myself ."
he made "myself " into two words , the accent hard on the first . i y'do it , no ' fense , boss ."
i said ," none taken . it's on the way ."
nobody else called me boss . no one else had figured out that i liked it .
i'd been avoiding alcohol since lisa's in-vitro because i wanted to feel at least a little pregnant while she was a whole lot pregnant . my vow slipped from my grasp as i waited to hear back down dru about the clip . i did two shots of drambuie , back to back . i only drank drambuie when i was alone and upset .
it wasn't party booze for me . i don't think i had ever had a sip of the stuff in a restaurant or a bar . maybe once ina crappy hotel bar while i was on a trio to kansas city to produce a piece . i may have resorted to drambuie after i'd been hit on by two different members of the new york jets on the same night . the second of the two players had bloodstains on the sleeve of his shirt .
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