Monthly Archives: August 2014

Pulled Pork

I work for a pig. No, I’m not a snitch and I’m not talkin’ bout police. I’m talkin’ bout a short, fireplug of a man who may or may not have been connected to the “New Orleans mob.” I play … Continue reading

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CODEPENDENTNOFUCKINMOREBABY

I quit my main band yesterday.  The bass player/manager booked a gig behind my back. It was the second time in a month and a half. A fan sent me a text saying. “I’ll see you there.” “Where,” I asked. … Continue reading

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He’s No Fool. He’s Goin’ To School.

Joey was mad this morning. He walked from his townhouse to the driveway and threw his lunch pack to the ground. “Mom is letting Juicy eat all my stuffed animals.” “What?” “She says it’s an accident but I don’t believe … Continue reading

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“A Little Coffee, The Mornin’ Meetin’, Then A Nap…”

Accordin’ to the digital clock on the dashboard, it was 6:43am when Joey called. “Uh,” he said. “Are you coming to pick me up this morning?” “I’m on my way buddy,” I replied. “Sorry I’m late.” “It’s okay.” It was … Continue reading

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Up In The Morning And Off To School

I took Joey to school this morning. We arrived in plenty of time coz I wanted to make sure his mom had turned in the registration paperwork. And Joey wanted to say hey to Ms. Sandra, the woman in charge … Continue reading

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ROCK -N- ROLL REALITY

I just finished my background music shift at the local sushi place. It’s mostly a tourist hangout and, most of the time, I’m barely acknowledged. Every once in a while, I ask the owner of the place if I’m doin’ … Continue reading

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Makin’ Rounds

My friend’s in the hospital. His left leg went out on him. He tried to step up 4 inches from ground to porch deck but, instead, his leg folded and he collapsed. Friends helped him to someone’s van and he was driven … Continue reading

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