Often I find myself left to my own quiet thoughts. In those moments, I tend to look back. To reminisce. Lately I have remembered some simple and insignificant glimpses from the past and have decided to share them. Here goes:
That first day I worked with Peter Parker in the café those many years back. He was so shy and I knew that I needed to be extra nice because that is what I needed when I first started. We immediately clicked and I will never forget how years later, he told me that he liked me from the start because I was wearing my Ferris Bueller shirt. He remembered what I wore the day we met. Now that is cool.
Cerpts. All I did was buy him an orange juice six years ago and my life was changed forever. He repaid my juice purchase with two cassettes of Rollins' Boxed Life. Each track hand written in a different vibrant color. Over the next six years he would randomly bestow a CD with his radio broadcast, The Dark Forest. The highlight of those broadcasts? His singing Tom Waits' "Alice" on the Henrietta Hudson birthday edition of The Dark Forest. One of my favorite fellas singing one of my favorite songs. What could be better?
Earlier this year, Pax was laid up at the Utopian estate for well over a month. On my days off I would drive over and we would watch The Departed and After Hours. We'd order in pizza, hang on the sofa, dissect the movies we watched and just chat about whatever. Mostly I would listen wide eyed while he'd spin me one of his stories. Next week I am crossing my fingers that we can get together and throw in a noir film. Maybe Sweet Smell of Success or Gun Crazy.....
Y'know, it's hard to think about Bishop without thinking about his great big laugh, which is always followed by using his hand to try and muffle said laugh, and finally ending with a delightful hiss. Never was this laugh displayed louder or with as much verve then after the infamous Voldemort incident of 2002. Also known as the laugh heard round the world. Man, I have never seen anyone laugh that hard in my life. I thought he would have a coronary. It was good to see him happy. Even if it was merely fleeting.
These are the little moments that stick in those corners of my mind and creak out whenever I need a smile. For that I am grateful. Thanks you guys.
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