hey
sorry to keep bugging you but i felt my update today was kinda weak
and then i remembered a couple stories that i haven't thought of in awhile
so i'm either going to tell a story about my old punk friend's tattoo
or the story about when i almost lost my nipple
(left one)
that makes it sound like i misplaced it
like "detachable nipple"
i'll tell that story
i was like 11 maybe?
my friend loren got a dirt bike
his parents were pretty strange
but i bet i would love them now
his mom was kind of a hippie
but not really in the peace and love, tie-dye sense
looking back now she just seemed like a liberal, kind of eccentric woman who was "settling down"
she told me a story that i always remember about her friend who was able to control her body temperature
just by using mantras and visualization techniques
like if she was cold she'd think of fire and repeat "hot hot hot" to herself
and it would raise her body temperature
i started trying it after she told the story and it totally worked
i mean i didn't use a thermometer or anything
thermometer?
yeah i think that's right
anyways i just felt more warm
i still do it now but you really really have to focus before you feel anything
i don't do it with cold often because i like in the bay, duh
not too hot here
anyways
oh
his dad was like an old biker dude
scared the shit out of me as a kid
he was huge and a total bear
didn't talk much
i remember once i slept over and had cereal
and went to pour the leftover milk in the sink
and he saw me and said "you know dave"
"we've got a little saying here that goes"
"WASTE NOT WANT NOT"
he told me that and i straight up chugged the leftover milk
because i thought he might eat me if i didn't
i'm assuming it was loren's dad that got him the dirt bike
i rode on the back of it for awhile and then he was like "wanna drive?"
obviously the answer was "helllllllllll yeahhhhh"
so i got on it
and the first time i was wearing shorts
and i burned my leg on the muffler
it was weird because the burn looked exactly like the generic sign for campgrounds
the flame and the X beneath it?
hard to explain but you get it
so he loaned me some jeans and i got on it a second time
and just sped off straight ahead
but i was used to riding bicycles
where you can turn the handlebars way more, you know?
i got to a turn and i just twisted the handlebars
(i guess they're probably not called handlebars on a dirt bike)
but the wheel locked and i flipped over the front
the edge of the handlebars (god, that word again) cut my chest open
from a couple inches above my bellybutton
and curved RIGHT below my left nipple
totally would have ripped it off if it was a little higher
i mean not ripped it off, a nipple's not like a pepperoni on a pizza or something
no matter how it looks
but totally would have cut through it
it didn't hurt too bad but that was the end of my dirt bike days
i really wish it had hit the nipple
how many people do you know who are missing a nipple?
i could have been one of 'em
this has been the bonus dave update
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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