At Wrigley, the Cubs are hosting the LA Dodgers. A doubleheader. And I’d like to go on a two day minor league bender. Booze with a buzz for about 48 straight. Or some reasonable facsimile thereof.
Don’t judge. That inclination suggest my frame of mind and physical disposition has moved past these years of pandemic induced temperance, and ready to rock and roll the rock away.
Sure there are to be more viral variants and a subsequent collective vacuousness, but verily I say, I gotta go out and play.
I know this because I recently got some new computer toys. And you know what, those bit and byte baubles are still in the boxes they shipped. Unopened and serving only to change how we’re navigating about our abode.
I need to hear the talk on the street. I need to eavesdrop Mag Mile hotel bars, uptown sneak joints, South Side sport bars, and North Shore hole in the walls, all to back door dialogue about what the peeps see in our near and dear and maybe full of fear future.
And Three Old Poems In Tabs Or Accordion
Went The Way
Went The Way Of The Supper Club
I want to take my broad to a Supper Club
I want to take my dame to a Supper Club for a “Steak Dinner”
I want to take my tomato to a Supper Club with a Big Blue neon sign that hums “Cocktails“ and then hums ”Supper Club“
I want to go to Big Al’s Little Margie’s or the Cotton Club Supper Club to order that martini dry that steak blood wet while listening to a sequined canary cover Rosemary and over tip that hat check girl on her way to Hollywood or maybe back to high school and drive home with the top down and desire up to fumble and tumble hot to sleep the cold war sleep of that ” American Dream“– now gone the way of the supper club and The CCCP
the aggregate of my many grievances numerous as those sand granules that occupy Oak Street Beach occasionally hit me wave after wave…
A high tide of bad timing and low energy and emotions damp to needle
And for the record: the slightest scratch often produces the loudest ouch
Damnit — There is no method in motive or madness No way to file or find fast the particulars of character.
One’s makeup is motley Disposable and scatter-shot Like the Sunday paper on late Sunday afternoon The personality of supplements.