SWEARING IS JUST A COMPROMISE BETWEEN RUNNING AWAY AND FIGHTING!

TUESDAY!  Did you know that the Titanic sunk on a Tuesday?  Did you know that the Civil War started on a Tuesday?  Did you know that Gail Simpson broke up with Kevin in the 7th grade on a Tuesday?  Okay, we're not so sure about the first two (actually we made them up because they sounded good), but the one about Kevin and Gail is true (she was jealous because his mom let him wear makeup to school before her mom let her!).  Look, the point is that Tuesdays pretty much SUCK - even in the French Quarter (NEW ORLEANS, BABY!).

But wait!  There's important news from last night.  We went to our favorite local bar here ("Finnegan's Easy") and met up with Bob & Lee.  Remember, Bob is our friend that owns the dog racing track and just got released on his own recognizance awaiting trial on some bogus morals charge he couldn't bribe his way out of.  Anyway, while he was in the "Big House"  he took a course in creative writing as part of his rehabilitation so that he could better express himself and get in touch with his "inner demons."  Well, the only part he probably got in touch with was himself, but since he's now a "formally trained" writer, and we'll need a guest columnist for a few days during the Riding4Beer World Tour (beginning June 10) when we can't get internet connections in Mongolia and Siberia, he's volunteered to fill in.  Here's a sample of what he wrote in his journal in prison:


April 17, 2008 - Dear Diary,

I've been in here almost 12 hours and the people are really nice.  My cellmate, Louie, offered to let me sleep in the lower bunk (because I always like being on the bottom).  I met some of  the guys from the Chendo Gang and they offered protection for me from the Highway Men for just a carton of cigarettes.  I don't smoke, so they said I could just make it up to them in the shower later - I guess they want me to scrub their back - this is GREAT!  Well, I have to go.  It's time for my shift in the laundry and I don't wanna be late because I'll be stuck ironing shirts again and I'd rather fold the underwear.

 - Bob -


On second thought, maybe we should reconsider the whole guest columnist idea.  Bob's a GREAT guy and all, and we love how he sets up the races at the dog track so we always know who to bet on to win, but even though he's a formally trained writer and has good diction (that's a word - don't laugh!) we're kinda worried he'll spill beans on some of his former inmates and they'll hunt him down like a rabbit running from a bloodhound.  Maybe we're all just better off betting on the dogs, drinking Budweiser and...

      
After dinner we headed over to see Bob & Lee!                        It was a GREAT reunion seeing him since he got out!

      
Bob loved working in the laundry!             Lee doubled the dog track's revenue but Bob is back drinking the profits!
 

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