d'ya want some salami?

i knew this kid once, murray. we travelled around west australia for a while together with our families. he was cute, giant dimples and huge brown eyes. really quiet, all he ever really wanted to do was read and play video games. his little brother would poke him and and squeak "hey murray! hey murray!" and eventually murray would get up and play with his brother. they'd go swimming or play road hockey or just skate. the funny thing is, within an hour, murray would always be injured bad enough to go to the hospital. he'd get his little engine going and the energy would just build and build until murray's mind could no longer tell him "bad idea". the first time i ever met murray was at a swimming pool as he was being hauled off to the hospital, blood pouring from his face. he'd dove to the bottom in the shallow end of the pool.

we took this road trip up the coast of western australia, from perth to kalbarri to coral bay, monkey mia & exmouth. murray's family was driving this tiny little orange datsun and their mom was always trying to feed them salami. "murray? benji? d'ya want some salami?". we would joke, when we drove behind them, that we saw sticks of salami flying out the windows of their car.

we'd put on a show for the other car when we were in front. my brother and i pretended to have a fist fight in the back window. murrays family passed us and got in front and they tried to do the same thing, we saw them pretending to fist fight in the back window and it went on and on and we saw the car start to pull into a gas station and the doors open and murray and benji being pulled out of the car by their folks, bloody noses, kicking and screaming. heh.

i was just thinking about murray.

posted by Courtney at 8:53 a.m.

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