Late 1995 or 6. I and Joe fn Joe decide we are going downtown to play some pool and perhaps other hi jinks. Joe was my best friend during that time. Well I had several,but on that evening It was Joe. He always had that 80s hair band look and feel about him. Big frizzy black hair. Poison and Texas Tattoos up and down a mischevious arm. He also wore his tshirts with the sleeves cut off and crazy frilly cut off blue jean shorts( He stopped that several years later after folks made fun of him. His shorts went gangster style past his knee) I think he secretly wished for the daisey dukes and stadium Poison concerts he once set up for. (Every Rose Has Its Thorn) Anyway we make our way downtown In his 80s goldish Monte Carlo. Big wheels on the back hot rodd style blasting Urge Overkill on the cassette player. We arrive at Louises schooner water hole and do our thing playing pool and trying to look kool playing the juke. Long story short I meet Linda who gives me her address on a 1 dollar food stamp(No cell phones or Internet. Back then we wrote letters) and a lap full of trip over the bar stool beer love. Joe was a real character and so was we.
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 04:24:42 +0000
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