It seems when I’m at my lowest, a dear and departed best friend seems to always throw me a bone… short story …Raffles bar in Roslyn NY, 1990’s, I was the ringmaster slinging booze… before work I cleverly dropped some crystal clear LSD and was off to work… A few mis into my shift Monica comes up the stairs to the bar of all bars, and before i could finish my sentence we were on our way back to my apt to get her a hit… AS entry approached i was feeling a wee bit nervous and uneasy, SO as it goes Hey Jude comes on the radio and we sing loud…. smiling we look at each other… SHE then looks at me and sings solo…”HEY DUDE…. “ i miss her but she’s not gone as this just popped up in my watch list …youtu.be/SGJqhyp3uNs
Posted on: Wed, 31 Dec 2014 23:50:15 +0000
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