Tuesday, February 07, 2006


Otis rehearsal. Piero, our coach, showed us a CD he'd gotten in the mail yesterday from his "ex-psuedo-high school girlfriend." She'd burned him a copy of a mix-tape he'd made for her in high school, including little introductions he recorded before each song.

"That's sweet," I said, "to send you that now. A little strange too."

"It is and it isn't," he replied.

It wasn't until later, after rehearsal was well over, that I realized it was his birthday.


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