when i worked at the thrift store there was this amazing dood that worked next door. he was a real skinny white dood and had long hair which he pulled back halfway(see above) like what i imagine a native american would do long ago (recently realized, much to my chagrin, that i know no native americans).
anyway, admirable qualities he had besides wearing shorty shorts and cut off half-tees was magical story-telling abilities. once after whooping like a howler monkey, he explained that he learned it because he used to live over by the zoo. amazing.
once my friend mike and i had to throw away all these flattened playground balls. we lured rick out by whooping, and then we had a spontaneous dodge ball game in the parking lot. one of the coolest moments of my life.
anyway, all this to say that rick made up the phrase "dick-mission."
dick-mission (n.): something that is stupid or a complete waste of time.
i thought of this because i was just trying to super glue the ends to my curtain rod which keeps falling. every time it does this it sounds like the world is ending. i wasn't careful using the glue because i always am so i didn't have the proper respect for this strong adhesive. now i have all this super glue all over my hands and it feels like how i imagine it to feel with no fingerprints.
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hahahahhahahah your so awesome ! my cats knocked over my xmas tree last night!
i love this post so much. i had a bad time with some superglue a couple months ago. it kind of makes you feel like your fingers have grown exoskeletons.
hey boo, I'm native american! Or are you looking for full-blooded? I'm an eighth Cherokee....i think.
Anyway it was good seeing you at Cruser's...I'm glad Whitney wasn't around to see me butcher her song.
xo!
I began reading this post very intrigued (an amazing dood? worked next door to the thrift store?), and the photo you posted confused me, I kept straining my memory, trying to remember some exotic Adonis that I must have totally missed, obviously....
When I read the name rick, I started to laugh (I still am); it was not your description that messed me up, just my imagination.
The hair is short now, but he's still whooping, and sometimes barking.....
Thanks for the laugh!
Believe it or not, but a surprising number (read: 3 or 4) of Native Americans are in the Navy. Which is mind boggling.
I also ignored the rules when playing with super glue and had glue encased fingertips. Then I realized I could submerge them in almost scolding water and feel NOTHING.
Which is cool at first, then frightening.
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