[journal] The stuff that turns up when you clean off your hard drive...

[magic_fratboy]

Okay, so I was looking for a file on my computer today? And I found a folder with some old pics that I'd scanned in. And when I say old, I mean old, I hadn't cut my hair yet. Most of 'em are from my big pilgrimage to Houdini's grave, but there's also one random from school in there worth laughing at.

So if you wanna see what a misspent youth looks like, follow me in...

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When I went to the cemetery, I brought my buddy Bela and my cousin Carbone. It was spring break during my sophomore year of college, and I was...maybe twenty? It was my first time back home in New York since I was ten. Bela and Carbone brought the damn chair. Boney was studying photography at NYU, thought he was hot shit. I hated to admit it then, and I hate to admit it now, but he really is.



I literally flopped down for a second, and Carbone snapped the photo. I like this pic, always have. It looks, to me, how the place felt that day. Peaceful, still, and really kind of like heaven. It's gorgeous, and my cuz is brilliant.



Being at the grave was kinda like being in the presence of the master himself. I'm like anybody, graveyards spook me, but the Houdini plot...it was amazing. Everything was so quiet, so tranquil...so warm. I sat there for nearly three hours while my friends kinda checked out the rest of the cemetery. It wasn't like I talked to his ghost or anything, but there was a real sense of communion there. I felt welcome, I felt at home. It was just...beautiful. If his spirit really lives on? It's there. It was an honor to sit by his name and just soak in the sunlight in the presence of his final resting place.

And because we all need a good laugh...




Freshman year of college, I think. That's Taylor Lang on the right, a member of my study group, and his sister behind us, Jelly Lang. Her first name's actually Kelly...that's a long story. Anyway, Taylor started in the art program, but went on to law. Go figure. Jelly and I ended up working together at Black Saber, and we're still buds to this day.

Comments

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

Yeah... *shifty eyes* Never again. *chuckles*

It must be amazing to feel so at home with the fraternity. I mean I can almost relate being in the military but not only are women less in the club in the military but you all in the Brotherhood were brought together by blood and power. Those bonds must be intense.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

They really aren't, they're natural. Like breathing, the Fraternity's my family. It's kind of weird how easy it's been since day one? But that's just how I feel.

And it's also kind of a boy's club, anyway. Women are in the minority, and for years they weren't allowed their rightful place in the public eye as magicians. They were assistants and confederates, all with power of their own. Funny thing is? As female descendants of Pandora, women are better at magic than men. Houdini was really the first male magician to come along since the start of it and lay a claim to any rare level of power. Hell, there's even a myth circulating that he was actually a reincarnated Titan.

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

*smiles* Do your parents know about the Fraternity?

Well, I guess if the girls are better they should be in the minority. It's only fair.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

To be honest? I...don't know. I haven't called my pops about it yet. Don't know what to say to my mother, she ain't exactly open-minded.

I suppose, yeah. But enough about me and my crap, how are you? Things going okay for you at work?

[possessingbadge.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Well, you should probably tell them soon. Get it over with, you know?

Better actually. Joe called me and I have a new partner. No more dispatch. That sucked ass. But I'm back better than ever. Criminals better watch themselves. *laughs*