By chris
Date: 2007 Jun 12
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[[2007.06.12.04.00.22813]]

Two completely unrelated things I realized today (or maybe just remembered)

1.

For Brian Wilson it will always
be 1964, and the thought of
that reassures me far more than
all the sayings of Jesus and
the Apostles combined and
compiled religiously (so to
speak) on audiobook and read
devotedly by Kirk Cameron.

2.

The quality of the afternoon
light in New Orleans's Garden
District on July 27th, 2005
will never again be duplicated.
I can't remember why we were
there, maybe high on too much
powdered sugar and deep-fried
beignets. Either way, we were
newly married, just arrived,
alive to the languid, tragic,
sexy green world we'd plunged
into like a swimming pool in a
Cheever story. We knew that
time did not truly exist but
were still aware that we had
yet to hit the cemetery where
Billy and Captain America
dropped acid in that movie. So,
instead of stopping and getting
out, I took the pictures
through the car window. Once
developed, the light would be a
shadow of itself and the
reflections on the glass would
look just like ghosts.