sunglasses mon broken 050930 ... crOwl down the toilet and now some shark is wearing 'em. 050930 ... tender_square this thirfted pair is totally ridiculous. i keep them in the sunglass holder of the car for days when i forget shades and it’s too bright. i’m always forgetting. they have circular, brown-tinted lenses and they upper half are wrapped in a square-shaped peach plastic. they’re bold and silly but i don’t dare part with them. in photographs, i look like a surprised bug. he always says, “you’re the coolest cass around,” whenever i’m wearing them. i’m not trying to make a fashion statement; i can’t stand squinting into the sun. on our windy walk i mentioned that i felt like kurt cobain when i put them on, even though they aren’t clout glasses. “oh, yeah!” he said. “it’s like you just got off the plane from rome.” a bluster gust shoved us as we rounded the corner. “wait—wasn’t that after his first suicide attempt?” “i think so.” “well, that’s dark,” i said. not as dark as the umber tint on these shades, though. 211211 ... kerry lost in the ocean, both of ours, because we forgot to take them off. emerged from a wave at the same time, laughing, "yours too?" 211211 ... unhinged the bigger the better adult remnants of my childhood impulse to cover my eyes when the world showed me things i didn't want to see 211212 what's it to you? who go blather from