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in tpm cafe, which i read after arriving home tonight, i noticed the upcoming nebraska senate race- pivotal in 2008 supposedly, so i bought nebraskasenate.com. arriving home after an hour or so at esca (got no link for them, sorry… but it is the best place in town for almost anything) where i had a shot of drambuie on the rocks. ran into NK who seemed his usual hyperactive self. discovered a few minutes later he was there with his teenage girlfriend (he’s almost my age). in fact it was the first time i’d run into her since we’d been at odds over some questionable teenage behavior about a year ago. shortest night of the year folks. anniversary for me and someone whose wedding is upcoming. summer solstice. the night blooming cereus is out in force in my yard, wrapped around a palm next to the bonfire pit, halfway down to the shore, it’s blooming it’s heart out, fifty or sixty huge flowers, open for one night only, and smelling like chocolate. they open up after dark and close by dawn. there will be another twenty or so tomorrow, but tonight is the night. i wished NK all the luck in the world but i fear for his future. seven years after ending my last relationship (that bore some passing similarity to his), i still haven’t figured out how to sleep with anybody else. i have become incredibly intimate with three am, and four am… there really isn’t much charm in a night alone after you’ve done it a few thousand times. spent the previous evening in the company of yet another attractive and intelligent woman who is not sleeping with me at all. she sleeps with some guy that requires $200/hr therapy sessions. i suppose he’s worth it. to quote etta james: “got nowhere to turn, i’m tired of being alone, feel like breaking up somebodys home”