Hey, Chas--I sat outside tonight under a just-rained dark Austin sky, on my break.
The air was clean enough to drink.
I had my jewelry in my ears.
U2 playing their count down to New Years, 1990.
And those streets...........with no name.
I was watching the traffic pass, on wet street.
Gloss black, under the lights of the EXXON across the way........
I turned it up LOUD and sang along.
They were screaming about the FUTURE.
The FUTURE...in 1990.
I raised my hands in the air........
I laughed and loved them and loved
Every U2 song.......
Is about YOU.
You've been telling me I wasn't "flexing my muscle"
since the day we met--When a boy took me on a date
to the bar where you were tending.......
The rest is History.
Who knows where Andrew is now........
I moved in with you two weeks later.
*laughing and laughing*
We bought furniture.
A Table even.
I wanted it when I left........12 years ago.
You offered it to me, last year.
I didn't have room.
Believe me, if I HAD.......I would have taken it--just
The Johnny Cash photo...........
now THAT's what I still want.
*bends down an holds her ankles*
We ALMOST MADE IT,
But Chip, and YOU, Win.
I'll just have to lie about it...........
*knocks your shoulder, and brandishes her MONT BLANC*
You've left me with more words than I can write.
I love love love love love You.
I'll write my book--You bastard.
And You'll be on the first page.
(Yiddi--listen not to what I say, He's a Saint.)
My GOD--I am looking forward to your Wedding.
Yiddi--I love him.
YOU love him.
He's difficult--but worth it.
One of my favourite Humans.
Kieth, BE GOOD TO HER....
or I'll kick your ass.
The Ginger has spoken.