The ice-cream truck man is nice.
This past Sunday, the last day of June, I heard the unmistakable sound of the ice-cream truck in my neighborhood. I did the thing you’re supposed to do and ran outside, barefoot. Two younger boys came out shortly after from the home right next to mine. I’m ninety-nine percent sure they’re brothers. The lacking one percent is because I’ve never asked them to clarify before.
Finally, the truck slowed down and drew near the curb on our street. We went over to it. The older brother, with the money in his hand, very nicely told me I could go first. I told them it was okay, they could go first. They selected their ice-cream with barely any hesitation, their heads around the same height as the ordering window.. Thinking back on it, I have a feeling this was not their first time buying ice-cream from the ice-cream truck.
They ran off, ice-cream in hand. It was my turn now, but I didn’t have any money. I wasn’t really planning on buying anything. I just wanted the thrill of running after the ice-cream truck and talking to the person inside. I’d been hearing the jingle drive through my neighborhood for so long now, but this was my first time doing both.
I stepped up to the window. I don’t remember exactly what I said. Something along the lines of, hello, I don’t have any money today, do you know when you will be coming again? He asked me if I lived around in this neighborhood. Yes, I said, that one, I pointed. The corner? Yes, I said. Which one do you want, he asked? I didn’t understand what he meant. I didn’t have any money.
I will give you one, he said. You can pay me when I come again. I finally understood. He was going to give me one for free this time, and he was trusting me to come out and pay him next time I heard his truck come by. He was just being kind. No, I’ll buy one next time, I said, refusing him, smiling. No, he said, waving me off. No, I said, still smiling. Okay, he said. Thank you! He drove off, I went back inside. Still smiling.
A short summer playlist
A few months ago, I posted a list of songs I thought I liked. Since then that list has grown much longer. The following eight songs collectively create a stellar summer sound, very nice and boppy. After I finished putting all the images and links in, I realized that it would’ve been cool to portray them in one of those Spotify lists that you can do. Then I realized I don’t know how to do that. Anybody have a clue of what I’m talking about and how to accomplish it? I would very much appreciate some aid in the comments. Anyways, onto the songs.
Ships In The Night by Mat Kearney
Long Distance Runner by Matt Nathanson
The Lotto by Ingrid Michaelson and AJR
Ruby by Hello Apollo
Summer by WILD
Another State by Tigers in the Sky
Just For A While by The Hunts
Do you have any summer song recommendations?
What kind of music do you listen to?
How is summer going for you?
P.P.S. Cassettes drawing from floral 101 tumblr
P.P.P.S. Last week, after my friend saw the summer camp post, she told me I should’ve included a memory that I totally forgot about while writing: two of my friends, including her, were just going at this tetherball. Then I join. At first, I am really missing the ball, barely hitting it. On my third or so hit, I barely even hit it, and the whole string and ball goes flying off the pole. I had accidentally broke the tetherball.