When in college (in the 70's) and working as a waiter Jose's boss found him eating a partially eaten serving of prime rib off of a customer’s plate... "that's disgusting!" he shouted. Jose replied, "did you see the woman who ordered this? I would have let her sit on my face, so what's so bad about eating her leftovers?"
Amy was about 19 years old and a bit tipsy at this little punk club in a warehouse downtown. After a few people suggested that she should sit down for a while she yelled "everybody wants me to walk right but no one wants to pay!"
First time Mallory had to be in the hospital a pretty young nurse came in and explained that he needed an enema..... he replied okay, you do me then I'll do you.
One very hot July afternoon at the beach I was enjoying the shade of my umbrella. My friend Rhonda had been lying in the sun and had consumed more than a couple of beers. She moved under the umbrella with the rest of us. We were all in agreement that it was unusually humid. Rhonda said "It's not the heat it's the humility"... (I'm thinking that would be a great title for the story of my life!) **apparently Yogi Berra beat me to it ;)
Toast from my pal Dennis
"Cheers to the women who wear red shoes, they smoke all my pot and drink all my booze, none of them are virgins but it's no sin, they still have the box the cherry came in"
Monday, April 9, 2012
Friday, February 12, 2010
Dani
Dani
Nothing much to do in this one horse town
Boredom is cured with a bottle, a toke, some coke, meth or smack
His passion drew her to him
The danger in his swagger
Yes, he hurt others
People he didn't care about
He's different with me, she insisted
It wasn't his fault, she defended
He loves me, he would never hurt me, she believed it too
When money and the drug supply ran low, the fighting increased
Addicted to chaos, this becomes the new drug
With the threat of jail looming she tried to be good
Let's stop the drugs, let's get real jobs, let's prove our families wrong
He always agreed, let's start tomorrow
Every step forward he pulled her back four
Manipulation was his favorite game
Every moment, every decision, every thought
He tried to control them all
In the end he knew he was losing
He couldn't break those family bonds
So he cut them for good
Her lifeless body lies somewhere
Waiting to be found
*2/12/2010
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Hunky Dory
Summer of 1978
My younger sister and I
visited Dad in Chicago
his image:
suit and tie
conservative
handsome
athletic
corporate exec
intellectual
never liked rock and roll
now he was dating
made me uncomfortable
who was this man in that brand new thunderbird?
giant spectacle it was
a job perk
spoiler on the back
8 track tape player
moon roof
the only tape he owned
a gift from my older sister
david bowie - hunky dory
My younger sister and I
visited Dad in Chicago
his image:
suit and tie
conservative
handsome
athletic
corporate exec
intellectual
never liked rock and roll
now he was dating
made me uncomfortable
who was this man in that brand new thunderbird?
giant spectacle it was
a job perk
spoiler on the back
8 track tape player
moon roof
the only tape he owned
a gift from my older sister
david bowie - hunky dory
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Separation Anxiety
I back out of the driveway slowly
Wait for my daughter to pull in front of me
In the lane next to her at the red light
Her music blasting
She is singing along
I turn mine up
And sing too
We smile and wave
I watch her pull into the high school parking lot
Only then can I get on with my day without worrying
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
David
David
my friend ended his life with a bullet
my first reaction
anger
then guilt
then sadness
in my darkest moments
jealousy
it takes confidence to end your own story
something i lack
dying young and healthy
was a selfish decision
he had no children to feed
no wife, no dog, no job
the love of friends and family
wasn't enough for him
he was a perfectionist
skilled in an outdated craft
the thought of starting again
overwhelmed
pride was his virtue
also his weakness
lost is another person who remembered and loved my Mother
a man who drove 1000 miles to attend my Fathers funeral
who became a part of my family by choice
and left the same way.
*9/17/2008
my friend ended his life with a bullet
my first reaction
anger
then guilt
then sadness
in my darkest moments
jealousy
it takes confidence to end your own story
something i lack
dying young and healthy
was a selfish decision
he had no children to feed
no wife, no dog, no job
the love of friends and family
wasn't enough for him
he was a perfectionist
skilled in an outdated craft
the thought of starting again
overwhelmed
pride was his virtue
also his weakness
lost is another person who remembered and loved my Mother
a man who drove 1000 miles to attend my Fathers funeral
who became a part of my family by choice
and left the same way.
*9/17/2008
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