Friday, August 15, 2008

whoops...



its that time of year again.

cheese and i got fucking plastered last night... stopped at my old house at south forty and its gone!!! nothing there except meager bits of foundation... so many memories had in that house...

it was a very emotional night all around....

19 comments:

Old Knudsen said...

All that was left was the gurl huh?

So many places I've worked and lived at have closed or been knocked doon, I sometimes feel as if my past is being erased.

One army regiment I served in was merged and totally changed, the weapons I used replaced, the barracks I trained at closed its shite.

MJ said...

*raises glass and toasts southward*

Here's to the good times that you shared and the happier memories.

As for the woman in the pic, I'm suing.

She stole my trademark pose.

INNER VOICES said...

the gurl and some empty bottles of gin and a spent condom. very depressing.

INNER VOICES said...

mj, *cheers*
as for the pic, i had my suspicions that it might be you...

catscratch said...

Ok, that angel is friggin hot.

I understand the feeling of lost past. Last time I was back in CA, I found out that many of the houses in our old neighborhood were gone. Now shiny new fucking condos sit on my memories.

Walker said...

I see my EX is still sitting like I left her 8 years ago.
Wait until she finds out I took the corkscrew with me.

Have a nice weekend

Robyn said...

IV...! *raises glass to toast to the GOOD memories of the past*

Cheers, my friend here's to more happy memories!!!

Ok...the photo is this one from your collection?! Naked and in the dark...hmmm that could prove to be interesting for sure!
Hugs!

FirstNations said...

i went back to the site of my own personal purgatory and found all the trees cut down, the yard dead and bars over all the windows and doors.

someone finally got it right.

the shit stays the same. you just get used to it, voices. come visit. I'll let you pick my poppies.

heart

Kookaburra said...

I visited the house where i grew up.IT'S STILL THERE!! A triple fronted red brick veneer, your typical bog standard war-service home of the sixties. The only thing different is that the bricks have beeen rendered and the front verandah has a pergola added.

Cecile said...

Hang in there I.V. and lean on the one that are there and love you.

Suzanne said...

I have a big lump in my throat. You know that. Every day I go to the park and look out on chared blackness. I'm crying, but I know you understand. Where do I go with that? I don't know. I don't usually share this, but today I think you understand. What do you do with that Zack? I don't know? My heart goes out to you.

XO

Queen Goob said...

I haven't been "home" in years but I know the house is still there.....it's the church manse.

(damn preacher's kids)

Oh, and I look like that when I slap my angel wings on, too.

*clinks her beer to yours*

What Robyn said.....

Anonymous said...

hey asshole,
its everett!!!
i really need to talk to you!!
ihave talked to rob ballam this evening and hear that you are on a drinking binge because of persanale shit i am tired of typing shit so you had better get off youre ass and send me a phone number... Remember just because we have not talked or seen each other in years doesnt meen that i dont know who you are or the way that you think.... i will always be youre friend and youre brother
love Everett

Anonymous said...

hey asshole,
its everett!!!
i really need to talk to you!!
ihave talked to rob ballam this evening and hear that you are on a drinking binge because of persanale shit i am tired of typing shit so you had better get off youre ass and send me a phone number... Remember just because we have not talked or seen each other in years doesnt meen that i dont know who you are or the way that you think.... i will always be youre friend and youre brother
love Everett

kylie said...

love to you, zack
kylie

Gig said...

we're here for you Zack,
feeling your pain too...

gig

Queen Goob said...

Queen Goob’s personal word for the day:
de•spond•ent - [di-spon-duh nt]–adjective feeling or showing profound hopelessness, dejection, discouragement, or gloom.

I’m right there with you so chin up, book of comebacks and shit-kickin’ phrases in pocket, and friends by your side.

Robyn said...

Zack...just popping in to see how you are holding up! Love ya and thinking of you!
Hugs,
Robyn

Kookaburra said...

G'day again ...
It must have been quite a shock for you to arrive and find your old home gone/
I am sorry to read that your old house is no longer/
Cherish the memories after the hurt is over/

p.s. Sorry for not realising your despondency earlier.