I’m going to sit and eat this sandwich.

Five-sevenths of Cleveland was here. Tom, Steve, Jose, Carmen, David. Weirdos all. This morning we watched CHI beat SUI. Last night we debauched. I’m starting to remember some things. We talked to my neighbors. The cab never came. We talked about Mysteries of Small Houses. Tom read from it. Lots of things happened. We bought beer. We dragged Mel here from Adams Morgan and she left a little while after she got here, tho the cab didn’t come. We ordered Chinese food. Lots of things like that happened. David rolled cigarettes out back and then some people went to smoke them. That’s when I went upstairs and went to bed. This morning David was asleep in the kitchen. Carmen slept in the Cyndi Lauper/Ian Keenan room. Steve and Jose slept in the living area. Most of them had air mattresses. Jose, the Clevorican, might not have had an air mattress. Steve slept parallel to the facade of the house, up near the front. David slept parallel to the rear of the house and was towards the rear of the kitchen. Tom slept in the office. I don’t sleep. I slept from the age of 9 to 21 and am still living off of that banked sleep. I’ll have to start sleeping again next year and will sleep until 2017.

They left around noon and planned to go to the Arboretum, though Tom didn’t want to. They also hoped to go to a Wendy’s on the way out of town. I advised them to take Bladensburg to New York to 295 to the beltway. They’ll probably get home around 7. David was able to arrange to get off of work. They had two cars and Steve wanted to take the one with satellite radio. Tom let him. Steve thought they were putting too much stuff in his trunk. Tom said there’s always something happening in Cleveland. Tom looked somewhat like he did when I met him 10 years ago. His hair is somewhat longer than it was toward the end of his residence in DC. Tho not as long as it was 10 years ago. It was very normal having them all here. I gave them books and was a little surprised when they immediately began reading them. That was fine of course but I got up and went to the porch, where Mel was still waiting for a cab and talking to Tom.

Overall, the whole event was very responsible. It was all above board, pragmatic, ethical. It was sensible. I don’t think anyone was offended and in the end, that’s all you can ask for.