All things come to pass

It finally happened. I have gone through another pair of sunglasses. I really liked this last pair. But I always lose my sunglasses, it seems inevitable. Actually this time I didn’t lose them. Just one of the screws holding the glasses together came lose, and I lost the screw.

I could see it getting loose for about a week before it happened. I tried everything, credit cards, thumbnails, folded up pieces of paper, but I just couldn’t find anything that would work on that tiny screw. Finally one day at the beach, I unfolded my sunglasses, the screw came out and fell into the sand, and that’s all she wrote.

Ellick told me I can just go to an optometrist and they’ll fix it. But that doesn’t sound much like something I would do. Besides I think maybe it’s time for this pair of sunglasses to go, and for me to move on to another pair. It’s a shame really because it’s a super expensive pair of RayBans.

I don’t believe in buying expensive sunglasses, mostly because I know I go through them so quickly. That’s what made this pair great. I didn’t buy them; my friend Rochelle stole them for me. Actually it’s probably more like my friend Jamie’s friend Rochelle stole them for me. But it was ok, her thievery passed Kant’s test of moral imperative therefore I always felt good about wearing those glasses.

We were all at Oktoberfest last year. And some guy kept harassing Rochelle and her partner Linnea. The guy just wouldn’t take, “no thanks, I’m a lesbian and here with my girlfriend” as an answer. And Rochelle is kind of a kleptomaniac anyways. So she stole his glasses and gave them to me. It was literally the best present I’ve ever had.

I know I’ve kinda fallen off the face of the hemisphere with some people I used to hang out with. Time ran short as I was packing up and getting ready to head off, it’s hard to keep up with people when you’re just fucking around without any real plans. Those are just excuses, but sometimes a good excuse is worth its weight in gold. I miss Jamie and her crew, we always had fun together. Maybe we’ll meet again some day on the Avenue.

I wound up buying a new pair of sunglasses. The street vendor wanted $15 Reals for them but I got him down to $10. It’s nice, got pads under the nose and the ears. There is crack in the lens that was covered by the sticker, and I didn’t see it until I got to the beach. I thought about going back and asking for another pair, but actually, this pair is fine for now. And at some point when the universe decides I need another pair, I’ll move on again.