February 4, 2012 Saturday

I'm in my room. Allison from Rochester is here, but she's at a breakdance workshop at Case Western. Time to come up with a cover for my tape. Jackie Dante is in New Zealand for the Life Preserver tour.

7 something, at Slunch with Allison from Rochester. So today in and out of the bedroom I crossed paths with Adam on the way to see how it felt outside. "You got a package from a baseball player!" says Adam with smirk on his face. I was completely surprised but boy fireworks started going off inside of me! Who else. The real Jackie Dante sends me a parcel. In it is a Life Preserver record in all of it's late 80s/early 90s looking beauty. On back all kinds of funny stories however far fetched about drips to Santa Barbara for spring break, meeting princes, rich with prety girls. It's everything it should have been even came with a poster of Jackie and Layne against a collage of surfy photos. Not sure if it's a mis-print or not, has Life Preserver printed backwards and upside down. Cool anyway. Not sure if it would be okay for me to hang up something like that. Being that he's my super super crush. As if he didn't know. He also sent me a Propaganda record. Cool! He bout it at some often visited record store in Pittsburgh. "Jerry's". I think. Haven't listened to side B yet. Big printed letters over a super dark picture of man and woman, woman at mans knees maybe. I tried to copy the letter style on "Swallowed Whole" but did not manage well. Just ended up cursive. Plain and simple.

On the postcard is pictured a gigantic sandcastle in the "San Diego Sandcastle Competition". I wonder when I will see him again. I am meaning to make him a tape. Maybe write him a letter telling him why I think "The Crying Game" is so great.