Tuesday, June 29, 2010

God Speaks in Italics

One day i asked god why are people so uptight

He turned to me and said

Why do you like to be alone

Do I

Tell me about what you remember from being a kid

I was in the front seat of our truck playing with my bouncy ball
It was almost as big as my hand
Or maybe small
That's not important
I threw it out the window and turned to watch it bounce over the boulevard
Or railroad tracks
Or both
We soon sold the truck whose engine shortly blew up
My dad gave the guy his money back but i don't actually remember that

So it doesn't really count then does it

No
Not really

Anyway
You were saying

Pulling into our parking spot was probably The first time i could see where we we're going out the back window
as i waited for someone to open The tailgate of our Volvo wagon i could see The hotel
But could i see the brown house and The shag carpet
Could i see The baseball game where we bought the biggest hot dog in The
By The i mean my
World
Were The family walks clutching my stuffed polar bear reflected in The windows of The hotel

Probably not

No
i didnt really think so

I tucked in my shirt religiously
Now i can't stand it

My mom buzzed my hair to make clean up easier
Now i feel like sampson every time i get a haircut

I had a crush on the neighbor girl
I was planning to baptize her when i returned home from my mission so we could get married
I was four
She was twelve
She had a little sister
I wasn't interested

I rode on a train with my dad
I  snuck out of primary to go sleep in the vacant nursery

I watched the sword in the stone when mom and dad were house hunting in MN
We watched the great mouse detective in theaters
We went to the library to check out books and records
Mom read us the books
The record player did too
Either way i liked the pictures

We made homemade juice boxes out of cups and plastic wrap to go visit mom in the hospital
Then we had a sister
and mom had a scar

Mom would take me everywhere on the back of her bike
One time she crashed
I don't remember it hurting but i do recall not wanting to ride in the ambulance so my dad drove me in our plymouth reliant

Don't you know all of this

Yeah
And you left out heaps

Then why'd you ask

Do you remember what was bothering you 

Ummm not really

Touche

well played

Well 
have a nice night

Yeah you too
Thanks