goodbye Mikey, hello dudes
You’re gone, but I’m still doing your dishes. Soon those and the rest of your hidden stains will be gone entirely. You will be missed.
Now there are three dudes living at the Bluish Barn. Just look at us with our cute little black toiletry bags on the shelves of our cute little bathroom cabinet:
Cute, right? It will be this way till January, when two young women move here from Argentina. (American women.)
Which reminds me: one day I was sitting in my room when I heard Mikey on the porch talking to some friends who were walking by. The friend said, “Mikey, you live in, like, a real house.” No doubt he was noticing the semi-regularly hand-weeded front garden and new begonias in the planters. He continued: “There must be a girl living here.”
What Mikey didn’t tell him was that, although there was a girl living here at the time, the ‘girliness’ he was noticing was all mine. I take Mikey’s friend’s assumption as a compliment.
Which reminds me: if you’re a friend of Mikey’s, even though Mikey’s gone, you’re still welcome here, at screenings and anything else. Mikey would’ve liked it that way.
