anamnesiac

forgot to mention that it was the best weekend ever. no time for a play-by-play (too much information anyway), but we went for the well-rounded 72 hours. at one point or another one or more of the following was involved: a deserted and stormy new england beach with crashing surf, M in a wetsuit, a dog on her back munching on a stick, a turkey sandwich, slow-moving clouds, green tea ice cream, multiple harley-davidson motorcycles, a picnic blanket and several hours of panting over my latest book obsession, three gin and tonics, a substance my roommate likes to call “plant-spirit-medicine,” and a dvd of jackass: the movie.