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Wednesday, May 16
Braums has the best ice-cream in Oklahoma. In elementary school we took a field-trip to the production facility where they make the ice-cream. We saw the cows, the milk, the steel contraptions that make ice-cream possible. My mother drove many of my classmates there, and I rode in the back of her Station Wagon in these special plastic seats that were hidden under the smelly carpet until folded up. There was an opening for a small key in case you wanted to lock something valuable down there, but I can't recall us ever using a key.
I remember feeling special that my mother was driving.
Today my brother and I went to Braums. Waffle cone, two scoops: Black Walnut (not so great) over Cookies 'n Cream (super good). I couldn't wait to get past the Black Walnut so I warned my brother, took a spoon, watched him back away and dance a little, and then I flung a half scoop onto his sandals. I told him it was to make the trip more memorable.
The old commercials for Coke intoned, "I'd like to buy the world a Coke"... but ice-cream would work better. Or Gelato. I want to buy you ice-cream. I want to wander around and feel special. Then I want to listen to Blonde Redhead or Badly Drawn Boy or some other band that begins with a B and, for some tangential reason that I'll forget when you ask, pretend to be more southern than I am.
I want to know if ice-cream changes the colors reflected in your eyes. I want to end war and poverty. Today was filled with gentleness and color. Are you smiling yet?
I remember feeling special that my mother was driving.
Today my brother and I went to Braums. Waffle cone, two scoops: Black Walnut (not so great) over Cookies 'n Cream (super good). I couldn't wait to get past the Black Walnut so I warned my brother, took a spoon, watched him back away and dance a little, and then I flung a half scoop onto his sandals. I told him it was to make the trip more memorable.
The old commercials for Coke intoned, "I'd like to buy the world a Coke"... but ice-cream would work better. Or Gelato. I want to buy you ice-cream. I want to wander around and feel special. Then I want to listen to Blonde Redhead or Badly Drawn Boy or some other band that begins with a B and, for some tangential reason that I'll forget when you ask, pretend to be more southern than I am.
I want to know if ice-cream changes the colors reflected in your eyes. I want to end war and poverty. Today was filled with gentleness and color. Are you smiling yet?
1 Comments:
I am thinking of that your Italian is needing of a few work, ragazzo ;)
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lacourduroy, 8:13 PM
lacourduroy, 8:13 PM
