Snatched From The Brink

i was almost asleep when the cat woke me up. my cat doesn’t wake me up when there’s danger. he’s not a dog. he wakes me up because he’s bored. after a failed attempt at going back to sleep, i looked up some old xanga blog entries that tom geeding and i made 14 years ago. our online names were carlo and skeeter. i was carlo. here’s one from april 29, 2005:
The lilacs spoke my name as the sidewalk yawned, suddenly there were gas-powered hot wheels coming out of the grass blades. “Could there be a dealership down there? Who taught those ants to drive? I didn’t think Volkswagens could get any smaller.” These were just a few random thoughts that passed as I realized that my lawn needed mowing.
– Carlo
Man, I’ve seen your lawn…it could have been Teamsters and a Mack Truck. Break down and buy a Toro or something.
– Skeeter