“Summer of House Parties and Nose Drugs and Nothing to Talk About” By KKUURRTT


Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s House. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house.

Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. The beach. 

Tony’s house. Tony’s house. Tony’s house. Tony’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. The beach

Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Our house. Kyle’s house. Tony’s house. Tony’s house. Kyle’s house. 

Didn’t much matter where we ended up because it was always the same faces doing the same things with the same people and the same perspectives. Not much happens when nothings going on. 

(practice in dialogue and realism just to make sure we could still do it). Tony asked what Callie’s favorite star was. Unprecedented conversation.

“Star Wars?” Callie said.

“No, just Star.”

“I don’t know any stars.”
“You don’t know any stars? Of course you know stars.”

“Name one star I know.”

“The sun.”

“Okay,” she said.

“Okay,” he repeated.

“So the sun’s not your favorite star?”

“No, the sun’s not my favorite star.”

“Then what’s your favorite star?”

“I don’t know I haven’t really thought of any of them. The North star? I don’t know that’s a stupid question.”

“Of course it’s a stupid question.” He paused to let that sink in before bringing the conversation back to his answer. “The sun is my favorite star.”

“Obviously”

“It keeps us alive. All the other stars don’t even really matter.” 

There were three other conversations happening around the table, one staying true to the well-worn subject of Star Wars and which was and wasn’t the favorite films from the series. While nothing of any substance could ultimately be added to the exploration of fandom, it was a conversation that would continue until the end of the universe despite, recycled for as long as the medium of film continued to exist (and maybe even past that). Someone tried to interject themselves into Callie and Tony’s conversation, but came up stopping short.

“If all other stars don’t matter, then why did you ask the question?” Callie asked.

“I wanted to see what your answer would be.” Tony said.

“Well of course it’s the sun now that you explain it. What am I supposed to say? The one my Dad bought my Mom for Christmas?”

“Your Dad bought a Mom a Star for Christmas?” Mikaela asked. (interjection interstitial).

“We all did. It was a family gift.”

“That’s cute.” 

Eventually the conversations would collide upon Garrett asking Tony what his favorite Star Wars film was. Someone handed around a plate of cocaine. Kyle did a bump and handed it to me. One in each nostril just to make sure it worked. Later we played some house music. Kyle played three or four tracks and then Garrett played about the same and then I played a few more than that and then Kyle played again for a long while, maybe an hour. I played once again later, but only after Kyle came and got me and told me to. 

Fourth of July was coming up and someone offered the idea of the group of us camping instead of staying in town like we’d already been doing for weeks on end. The same thing we did every day. It didn’t need to be special, but living at the beach might just end up making the day worse. A series of differing opinions, but ultimately group consensus decided the best thing to do would be to do what we were already doing, either Tony’s house or Kyle’s house or maybe the beach. 

The party ended around midnight. It would be just about the same again. 


KKUURRTT is the author of ten books of fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.

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