ky gentry louis huber

this is a picture of my roommate on friday night. he was singing 'cry me a river' by justin timberlake at a bar. he left yesterday. he is moving to live with his parents in indiana. i am strangely numb about it. he is one of my best friends and i am thrilled to see him every few months. i am pretty sure we will see each other again.

here are the greatest hits that ky and richard and i had during his three-week 'visit':

• swimming at the creek and ky's trembling squat before he dove off the dam
• ky and i drunkenly dancing at some club in the middle of a cat fight laughing
• sharing cigarettes
• talking in the dark
• hearing him complain about my mother's cooking ("fucking fried bananas, man!")
• watching him two-step
• watching him two-step drunk
• his getting lost and ending up in missouri after following a sign for sulpher springs for 30 miles
• drinking and smoking under the bridge downtown
• biking through the city at night and drinking tall boys
• talking at the abandoned drive-in
  
• his dropping and spilling some of a bottle of whiskey in a small public place
• hearing him use strange idioms i'v never heard of

the boy will be dearly missed.