Evolutions In Design

Mara’s images were stunning. Each mounted in an old wooden window against the red brick wall of Evolutions. Many people we know came down to say hello as they walked the block. Bobby, James and I strolled up to Van Dolfsons to see Bruce’s display of paintings, remarking how amazing it was that we could imbibe openly on a Wausau street

At 9:30pm we all met at Randy’s place, packed in the last of carry-on gear and were off! The spacing in the van worked out pretty well with 2 sitting in the front, one each on the mid-benches and one kipping on the back bed.

In no time at all we had Randy’s new JVC XM-ready AUX enabled stereo hooked up to Mark’s laptop playing Zappa as we headed south for the exit to Coloma. At one point, Randy dimmed the music and said “I have somewhat of an announcement to make, and I’d better do it now as I won’t be able to keep it to myself for the whole trip.” He was greeted with a cheer. See Zara for more details!

“Where’s the porn?” Jerome asked Mark as the next song was selected from the laptop playlist. “I brought porn audio cassettes” Randy piped up from the front. “You know when you real tired, you just listen to porn and drift off to sleep……” The conversation dropped into a sewer from there, so I shall spare the blog due to the sensitive nature of some of our readersJ

We took turns driving through the night. The harsh staccato of the rumble strips had me up bolt upright in the back. Randy had been looking for his ‘Good Sense’ Roasted & Salted sunflower seeds and had wandered off the highway! Shite!

We have just crossed the Platte River in Nebraska. I have been watching Randy while he has been driving. It is an endless but simple cycle. Handful of seeds into mouth. Few chews, workarounds and then spit out the husks into paper cup while nodding his head to the Stones.