Keith

I realize I’ve been lacking in updates recently, which unsurprisingly has a correlation with me not doing much of anything. I haven’t actually left the farm since July 4th and dinner at Uncle Steve and Aunt Edna’s just isn’t something that I deemed worth updating about.

Though, speaking of family visiting, my dad’s fraternal twin brother, Tal, is making his annual visit this weekend. Once more, this is nothing worth mentioning in the diary in itself, however, the part worth mentioning is that Tal will be bringing his son (and my cousin) Keith along with him, someone who I haven’t seen in 2 years and haven’t actually interacted with in much longer.

Keith is the notorious black sheep of our family. To put things in perspective, of the 5 cousins on that side of the family, 4 graduated from college with honors and pursued even further education. Keith got kicked out of his high school.
 
I also know that he has a history with drugs (though I have no idea of the seriousness of it – it’s not as though his parents are going to advertise it) and he probably has his parents’ money to thank for keeping him from living rough on the street somewhere.
 
Admittedly, I only really know any of this stuff through hearsay – I haven’t actually seen very much of him since we were kids, when we did spend a good deal of time together, being that he was the cousin closest to my age (though still 3 years older). Granted, even these childhood memories aren’t necessarily positive memories. I mostly remember Keith for introducing me to pornography, constantly threatening me with a knife, and beating the crap out of me whenever the mood struck him. So, he was never exactly an upstanding citizen.
 
But, back to the point of this entry, with Keith visiting the farm, I’m going to be the one expected to “entertain him” and I don’t have the slightest idea how I’m going to go about that. As far as I know his primary interests are pornography, playing video games, and watching “horror” movies that are centered around a killer mutilating his victims. I’m porn-less, have an N64, and the closest thing to a horror movie I own is Donnie Darko.
 
I’ve toyed with the idea of taking him to Milledgeville and letting him experience an evening with Donna and company – it seems to be the closest thing to his lifestyle that I can offer him. Donna’s been calling and insisting I visit anyway, so it seems like it might be a good way of accomplishing two things at once.
 
And, yeah, I know I said I wasn’t directly pursuing my friendship with Donna anymore, but I’m not. However, it’s been made pretty clear that as long as I at least show the minimal interest of answering some of her phone calls, she’s going to keep pursuing me. I really am just that irresistibly fascinating, huh?