Saturday, July 17, 2021

COOP

 



  • The boys in town knew better than to test fate and come calling on Roseanne without making sure that her old man was not still around. Over the years he had only become more ornery and suspicious, and vented his anger toward whomever dared to come calling without hearing them out. With growing trepidation, Cornell decided to take a chance and come calling, and as luck would have it the cantankerous bastard had ridden into town with a neighbor to claim his package from the combined post office and general store and they experienced some trouble with the old truck’s starter. He grew increasingly irate with the neighbor and belittled him relentlessly until the neighbor had had enough and once the starter was repaired he left the old buzzard behind. This left him with no option but to phone his daughter and demand she drive to town to pick him up even though she was only fifteen and had limited driving experience. The phone rang several times, hung up, and rang again and again, but there was no answer as Roseanne experienced her first big thrill with the opportune Cornell, Johnny-on-the-spot like a fox in the chicken coop savoring his supper whilst the farmer is away.


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Tuesday, July 13, 2021

The Royos


 

 

 

 

 



Rose met the Castanettas at the Belmont. Fresh from a day at the track, in the cool retreat of the hotel bar, under a dark corner ceiling fan, they struck up a chat about a song - Abscent Heart??? ...or some such. The group that sang it, no one knew. Sad, they all agreed.
Lucy was the talker, a regular little chatterbox whereas Ben was cordial but minded his beer. Let the girls talk. He was a quiet and patient man.
All in from out of town, they from Chappaquiddick and she from St Lou' .
The bartender, Roger, white shirt sleeves rolled high, and dark suspenders, hovered patiently and wiped the bar when he was not serving.

Business was midday slow so he welcomed their company and piped in often. A colorful character, he peppered the conversation with big city tales, mostly off-color but nobody seemed to mind, in fact they came to encourage something risque.

They had a hoot.

They had a toot.

They had a rooty-toot-toot

It was just too, too, tumultuous,

rapidly spiraling downward

cascading into rage

senseless damage

senseless pain,

came -

              “Abstract Heart”......... by The Royos

 

We got Ben to blame.

 

 

 

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