Sometimes the only way to judge a port is by the caliber of sailors that pass through.
Late night at the bar. I walked out of the bathroom and there were bodies all over the floor moaning and bleeding. Smashed bottles lay everywhere. Every table was overturned. Somebody was trying to crawl off the pool table and the bartender was crying. A man on the floor on his stomach was trying to […]
It’s the dead of winter and there is a big fat fly marauding around my garage coming closer and closer to my head as it sweeps out trying to get the most of the situation and I sit here writing this to Stevie Wonder with a used blunt in the ashtray sipping on a glass […]
I was leaning against the bar absently stirring my drink when there was a tap on my shoulder: “Hey, get the fuck out of my way. I need a beer.” I decided to ignore it. Maybe it would go away. But no, there were several taps on my shoulder now. “Didn’t you fucking hear me? […]
We went to an outdoor concert. Big venue. It was me, my buddy, our girlfriends years into relationships that were turning bitter. We both had just gotten over some big fights but there was tension still lingering and lurking all over the place behind words, gestures, looks, swipes at character made here and there. As […]
I was at the bar and looked beside me. A young black girl with orange hair and purple lips was standing right there looking at me. I returned to minding my drink. I knew from those eyes that there was something wrong with her and I wasn’t very interested in finding out what that was. […]