"the deadliest bullshit is odorless and transparent" - William Gibson

Monday, June 07, 2004

Today i met an old friend and we drove out to a house down Old 86 and further down a long single lane gravel road. and there miles from nowhere we shot a 7ft long potato gun. we loaded the barrel full of rave extra hold hairspray and triggered the sparkplug and kaboom.

the clouds difused the sunlight and the rust orange barn glowed, and the two dogs keep us company, too old to be starteled by the noise. homebaked-firepower brings such peace and joy to this country nerd. part science experiment, part mischief, part throwing rocks at the moon.

I took the back way home, and I remembered how i used to travel that road in my grandmother's big ol white crown victoria on the way to good methodist sundays full of pepsi and donuts and how there was this great dip in that road and you'd float in mid air for just split second and your stomach would jump into your lungs. even though they smoothed out that road, i floored the gas and i floated home, daydreaming of my own secluded farmhouse where i could sip coffe and send flaming potatoes in search of the horizon.


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