Tagged With: Kris & Gene
At dinner last night
“So what exactly is the event horizon?” Aaron asked. “Science,” Gene said, using many more words. “About eight p.m.,” I said.
Sugar and milk
I quit drinking coffee over the weekend. I lasted about fifteen minutes before giving in and rushing back to the coffee maker, filling it and switching it on and hanging all over it in a blubbering mess of gratitude and apology. “Why would you quit?” Jack asked, astonished, when I told him later. “I don’t … Continue reading
And I’m afraid nobody here can help you.
You are a solitary person, and I’m afraid nobody here can help you. You like to be on your own. As a teen, you wandered the darkened streets of your neighborhood, a second-hand trench coat wrapped around your shoulders and your fingers wrapped around an old kazoo you kept in your pocket. Your friends mostly … Continue reading
On returning from the Castro Safeway
ME: They had this whole display at Safeway of “Films for Guys” DVDs. GENE: You didn’t… ME: No, I didn’t buy anything. But I was curious to see what constitutes a guy film. GENE: And? ME: Taming of the Shrew, starring Elizabeth Taylor. GENE: Huh. ME: Our neighborhood is…different.
Because at midnight we consider the Pope
ME: Are you awake? GENE: Mmph! Nyguh…yes. ME: Why did we call the last Pope ‘John Paul’? He was Italian, so wasn’t his name really Giovanni Paolo? So why do we Anglicize his name? We don’t refer to Mikhail Gorbachev as ‘Michael,’ after all. GENE: … ME: You weren’t really awake, were you. GENE: No. … Continue reading
The lions and the Christians
Found this in an old letter that I never got around to sending and thought I would recycle it. This is from 2004: Gene recently decided he wanted to make his own cologne so that he didn’t smell like anyone else. He had heard that the Body Shop had ingredients for making one’s own scent, … Continue reading
My faulty understanding of financial realities
ME: I found a perfect house for us to buy. [Shows ad for perfect house.] GENE: We can’t afford that. ME: I thought you could get a real estate loan? GENE: Not for that much. ME: It seems like if we want it bad enough, the extra money should just appear. GENE: Nope, because we … Continue reading
Clouds
I’m having this memory today, maybe triggered by the lowering skies, of the first time I went to Gene’s house, back when we were kids. His mom made us lemonade and looked delighted to see me (a welcome I would have thought I’d wear out in thirteen-odd years, but no, bless her). Gene and I … Continue reading
Fun with TV
Gene: Wait, what’s Buffy doing here? I thought you were watching Angel. Kris: I am. It’s a crossover episode. Sometimes one of them comes to the other one’s show and it’s called a crossover. Gene: Oh. Angel: Dammit, Buffy, you can’t just come into MY town… Gene: …on MY show, and start throwing your weight … Continue reading
Go lie down, stupid.
Me: I mean, I’m just starting to wonder what’s the point of trying to launch this writing career. What’s the point of trying to be a writer, you know? Gene: Uh huh. Me: Or of anything really. If we’re just going to die. Eventually. What is the point of doing anything. Gene: Uh huh. Me: … Continue reading