that I had set up in the wrong space, or that my watch was "off", but after checking with a jogger, I know I have the right time and of course this is the right space, this is where we always meet.
The weekend drum circled continue to be monumentally good uses of time, so how come I cannot get this daily one to happen? I told everyone 10:30...where are they?
11:30 Not a soul. A mother and her kid were walking by and the kid picked up one of the shakers and tried shaking it. I nodded, grabbed my bongos and bonged them. The kid immediately dropped the shaker, bawled, and ran to his mommy's arms. What the f? Where is everyone? Dozey? Shake? Rowland? Those dudes said they were up for a drum circle everyday of the week, same time. Here's me, "Hey guys, this thing is so damn great every Saturday and Sunday, why don't we do it every day?" Here's them, "Sure, man...what time?" Where's Cleo? Aswan? Queef?
12 Noon. I think I saw Shake. He was wearing his tye-died headscarf and walking towards me, but when I looked and waved he took a turn and walked off into some trees! What the f? Where is Leif? Crusty? Daniel? I'm getting hungry and Tonya was supposed to bring sesame bars. Jank said he had water covered. He owns two big indian water festals to carry it in. Why would Shake run off like that? Do I look that pathetic sitting here all alone?
1 PM Still no one. I started thinking about going back to med school. But that was 3 years ago that I left and all my pals will be finishing and beginning their internships. Or becoming a fireman. Volunteer. In Oregon. But then what would I do for a living? And what about drums? Who'll play the drums?
2:45 Packing up. Absolutely done. F these drum circles and the lousy jerks that claim to "love" them. That's right; F to Randy and Tyler and Szabo and Gomez and that bald guy who's in great shape, and Loretta and Gollum and Tai-Tai (sp?) and Frenship and Z and Yoglo and Ginzy and Torrence and Dave and Vidia and the midget. F them all.
David Tristman