We four sat there and we all talked about plans for the future. Not that far off impossible to imagine future but a reasonable hope for the summer and fall.
I found myself in Blind Bobs drinking a cheap can of PBR. I found myself telling a long haired young man in a baseball cap that I had seen him there many times, but never realized he worked there. That I thought he just hung out at Blind Bob’s a lot. He has the kind of mustache you only see in an old western movie and wears a flannel from the 90’s. He laughs and says that it seems that way. He’s the bartender and I tip him more than my drink actually cost.
The last thing I say is an apology for puking on her fuzzy black cat hat.
Were we about to spend the night in jail for public intoxication?
Sunday I wake up around noon with the sun high in the sky. It beckons me to wake up and fulfill the days missions. “What missions?” I grumble between rubbing my eyes and searching for coffee. Our fridge is more like a mysterious cave than usual. I have to search two different shelves and even relocate a water jug. Oh iced coffee, my precious precious friend. (They buy groceries on Saturday, me having not been home much on Saturday the last I’d seen of the fridge it was a barren desolate thing.)
2013 let’s do this.
It’s 6:03 on Wednesday the 1st of January 2013. The first day of the rest of my life and some…
It was raining as though the sky were weeping and that would make perfect sense for how dreary and gray it was outside. The red bricks beneath my feet look slick however I find no trouble maneuvering across the parking lot. Second street market greets me by painted wall mural. Words letters, fruit, vegetables and flowers.
Rambling and strange conversation is standard amongst us. There were six of total on this Waffle Wednesday. The boys; Motorcycle and Collins sat at the bar a mere three feet from the booth where the girls sat. I refereed to this as girls island.
“Gonzo journalism!” I exclaim. Badtz nods her head vigorously in agreement. Her thick dark bangs bop up and down over her forehead. “We’ll start a new wave of the genera!” We sit in a room about eight feet long and six feet wide. This might seriously be a storage closet. “I’m going to start introducing you as my lawyer.”