i've had one too many glasses of coffee today. just thinking makes me nauseous. Hope you get good, undistracted sleep tonight.
Remeber, sleep is the best neurotropic
gusts of wind fill the alley - the tucked away nook "away" from the big web. Heavy heaves and intense velocity forces the Pub door open.
I slip in, the door slams behind me.
I skirt around the Pub, looking around, not expectantly, but curiously - hands in pocket, thinking: "what to drink".
I fire a smoke and sit at the bar, Smudge jumps and seemingly conjurs himself from nowhere, now in front of me, low purrs and demanding attention.
I lift the cigarette from my lips, half-looking at him with an eyebrow slightly raised. Exhaling, relaxing, my left hand reaches to pet the fur friend from Web corners unknown.
3 AM. Surely there is a song to reference. Sixx AM(?)
~bartender, an espresso
i've had one too many glasses of coffee today. just thinking makes me nauseous. Hope you get good, undistracted sleep tonight.
Remeber, sleep is the best neurotropic
<inquiry stumbles to the jukebox>
<inserts blockchain credit card>
<grins positively shit eatin' while making a selection>
<spins on his heels with mock hand gun drawn>
[GUITAR + RHYTHM ENSUES]
well, I've got to write, to keep on postin'
and I'm bound, to coffee roastin'
and I've got one more, screed to holler
but I'm not gonna let 'em scratch me, no
not gonna let 'em scratch the midnight poster
and I don't moan the prose I'm bearing
and the code runs on forever
and I've got one more, screed to holler
but I'm not gonna let 'em scratch me, no
not gonna let 'em scratch the midnight poster
[GUITAR SOLO]
and I've typed fast, the point I'm sharing
some might shred, the words I'm snaring
and I've got one more, screed to holler
but I'm not gonna let 'em scratch me, no
not gonna let 'em scratch the midnight poster
no, but I'm not gonna let 'em scratch me, no
not gonna let 'em scratch the midnight poster
no, but I'm not gonna let 'em scratch me, no
I'm not gonna let 'em scratch the midnight poster
no, but I'm not gonna let 'em scratch me, no
I'm not gonna let 'em scratch the midnight poster
<blows lingering smoke off the end of mock hand gun>
<winks>
frick, you wrote this as a reply to ME, lol!
I felt guilty for a minute there :D
nice song, as always
The spirits moved me? :-)
Yeah, that tune's a fav....
I plea 1st Degree Ignorance on that one, hadn't heard it
Sounds like a nice tune, though
Buffet? m15o-itaville
::now yearns for cheeseburgers from Margaritaville in Union Station (RIP) with fake-ID acquired rum on the side::
"oh hey, Inquiry. Didn't see you there" (j/k)
on scratchers, can we get some scratchers from behind the bar? A smol blackjack machine at the corner?
No? Good, patrons as such don't generally do much biz in a bar with those items
~bartender, a Mt Dew Kickstart, please. Humidity is awful this morning, I am in "cave mode" in regards to staying inside, blackout curtains closed, AC on Medium High (to not overload it) and I am S T A Y I N G C O O L
and my apologies Inquiry, for all this in a reply, it felt like a post after a second, ha
That song is incredible, good to see a writer with the music bug, as I am a mono-jot (idiot savant?) with the word-makin' :D