photography

i had this flashback in Grammer today.
in my minds eye i saw myself in a jeep (or subaru) looking out the window at some antelope skipping through some brush.
"what the heck?" i said allowed,
the girl sitting next to me slowly turned her head to see if i was talking to anyone.

=back in the cerebrum=
yeah, there were lots of african mammals. zebras...lions? maybe not.
when was i in africa? i thought to myself.
the closest place i could think of was that safari tour in san antonio.
yeah, thats where i was.
but when did i go there?

i thought hard.
i thought harder.
my brain was probably sweating.
i think i see Gabe.
he is wearing that red cap with that blue button up shirt.
not the nice one, the other.
and around his neck is....
a camera...
no.
....
binoculars thats it!

i closed my minds eye to see with my real ones.
(isnt that weird? like my hazel surveillance tapes stop rolling when im in thought.
ever wonder what you miss because you were caught up in your temporal lobe
"wow! did you see that? that guy just got hit by a car!"
"no i was thinking about water"
or
some chik - "oh my gosh, i cant believe i did that"
"did what?"
some chik-"you didnt see ??"
"no i was....out t.."
some chik-"o thank God, forget it"
or
guy in a suit- "would any red head in the room that wants a lifetime supply of nice things?"
.......
"bill!"
"hu, what?"
guy in a suit- "ok, any brunettes?")
maybe that day that i was in the san antonio safari, i was daydreaming, and all these untagged images i am seeing in my Grammer class are a result of memory never revisited.

i text pete and he tells me that we did spend a day in a africa together.
weird.
now i remember
i took a picture of a zebra to give to esteban.
but i never did.