1. Monday, August 16, 2004

    even though she’s going to soon leave me 

    here in this dark cold unfriendly city alone, today danielle was in the best mood i think ive ever seen her in.

    the boys dont even strip search her the way they used to when she would try to gain access into the xbi, theyre all hey danielle how was your weekend.

    she tells them and they smile and look down her dress but she doesnt care, shes outta here soon, shes off to rad school, shes playing that game of life the way you oughtta, taking the long cut through College and soon she will have a pink and blue peg in her lil car in no time

    and you’ll see her shopping at the gelsons, watching the mexican load her mercedes, telling her kids to shush shush mommy has to make a phone call

    and you’ll remember these days like i will when she skips to my desk in the hangar twirling around and hopping on my lap whispering in my ear and saying

    lets blow this taco stand at noonish and have an early lunch.

    to which i said, my love, ive forgotten my camera at the hideout.

    and she replied, where for art thou camera of magic

    and i said over by my hollywood hills cabana

    and at noonish we sped across town feeling like a zillion bucks, exchanging good lucks, and she made a to-go order with palms thai via her cellular phone, and there it was waiting for us when we arrived. ta-da.

    so we ate it at my place. we watched a little south park, she tried on several of the sunglasses that i purchased via ebay. and we had to drive home.

    had to, i say, because it was so warm outside and so nice, and we were having so much fun, that we really just wanted to rip off each others clothes and hang out at my house drinking gin and juice and giving the finger to the man.

    but alas we’re good little injuns and we drove back to work, where we arent loved the way we should be, work that doesnt pay us what we should earn, work that doesnt even really want us

    and during the ride home danielle said “i will miss you so much tony.”

    i said, “i dont believe you.”

    she said, “how can i prove to you that i mean what i say?”

    i said, “lift up your dress a little and let me photograph your lovely legs for the good readers of my blog.”

    and she not only lifted her little dress for you, my sweet friends,

    but for america as a whole.

    and parts of canada.

    jess + jennifer + sk smith