The Dream is Gone
I Wanna Be A “For Real Writer”
Sal (Hispanic Marine) Gift of Gab and Excellent Sense of Humor “Sadder than a Midget with a Yo-yo.” His quote. Not mine.
Lydia (Old and Gray and Grizzled Away—but wonderful)
Michael (Big dude. ‘Bout thirty stone.) We called him “Pete”—not sure why
Christine (Bat – shit crazy. And obnoxious. And a bitch–but just for one day. Then she found politeness. And then fit right in with our “in-crowd.”)
Jacob— Junkie—young junkie—Always wearing a Nirvana T-Shirt–nuff said.
Phil—Texan—issues he had—showed up drunk Day One and checked himself in. Not sure how that works, but whatever.
Nino (My ‘Roommate’) Did not like him, but he was there, so, what ever-the fuck-ever.
Kelsey (my favorite ‘broken’ one’—loved her) “Take the Mary Poppins Unbrella and fly the fuck out of town.”
And of course,
“T” I mean, “Ethel, the Pirate’s Daughter.” And cheater at Black Jack (and life in general)
No doxing here.
This “Story” is going somewhere.
I just need to line up the cast and crew.
But one last quote from Sal:
“Kids are like little drunk Midgets.”
I promised him I would steal that quote.
Now I have.
P.S. This piece was more fun to write than it will ever be fun to read.
You realize you have a problem when you laugh at your own jokes.
“Time to seek council Son.”
“I heard you were a drunkard’s drunkard.”
“Never when I’m working!”
“Give me my sin again.”
“You kiss by-the-book.”
(I LOVE SHAKESPEARE!)