Monday, August 18, 2008

Jesse Hughes, Hard-ass.

Half-full packs of cigarettes and bottles of water lay scattered before us. The moon hides behind clouds made wispy by a gentle breeze, while tiny raindrops fall on and around us. Josh stands and lights a cigarette, crosses his arms, and states plainly, “Jesse Hughes. Hard-ass.”

The night’s conversations up to that point had bounced from Star Wars to egg sandwiches to the musical genius of Beck, so irrelevance was already a well-established theme, but the nonchalance with which he said it caught us all a bit off guard.

The fact is… none of us disagreed with him. Jesse Hughes is, in fact, a hard-ass.

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