Yesterday on Facebook I mentioned what a rude prickly bitch the grieving process was. A couple hours later I got a text from Hulk.
HULK: What are we grieving about today? Not getting to see me tomorrow?
[I was supposed to go to Atlanta and see Hulk during his three-hour layover at the airport. But I have–wait for it–too much work to do. I was also supposed to spend the night at Miss Doxie's, where she said we were gonna "blow this shit up," whatever that entailed. I hate everything. I am Cinderella.]
JUNE: Yeah. There is a giant void in my life now.
HULK: Just weepy today?
JUNE: Oh, I watched a movie. Took place in LA. Lots of shots of Santa Monica Pier. Just too many reminders; I'll get over it. I mean, there's all that basketball to look forward to!
HULK: Were you watching Forrest Gump?
JUNE: Falling Down. No! It was an independent film. Am certain you were all over that. It's called Like Crazy. Google the trailer and weep.
HULK: I saw that…loved the symbolism.
JUNE: Oh, you did not. Did it have a magnificent otherness? Did you enjoy the negative space? And other pretentious things?
HULK: Negative space? I wouldn't know what that was if it hit me in the face with a shovel. Now, Die Hard. THAT was a movie…
JUNE: I don't know why it is I adore you so. I hope you're sitting down but I never saw Die Hard.
HULK: It was filmed in LA. Hey, the minor league baseball that we have here is the farm team of the LA Dodgers. It's all cyclical…
JUNE: I wouldn't know what a farm team was if it hit me in the face with a shovel.
HULK: That was funny. Way funnier than Crazy Horse or whatever.
JUNE: Are you watching fun sports tonight?
HULK: Yes. Watching hoop. Want to join me?
JUNE: Not unless there is a naked basketball player of color in the room as well.
HULK: Eww. No.
JUNE: Think I will stick with my original plan. Am going to dive bar with a guy from my old work. But he has to leave early to (wait for it) watch basketball. Sports. Cockblocking me since 2012.
HULK: Dive bar doesn't have a TV?
JUNE: It probably does, but I won't be IGNORED, Hulk.
HULK: Sorry…I was watching the pregame show. What, now?
Sighhh. I have no idea if Hulk won the "one large" he went on to text about. I hope you got your large…whatever, Hulk. And have a safe flight. Tell Sadie, Tee, Fay and so on I say hey when you meet them at the airport today! Hope there's no negative otherness.