Wednesday, March 23, 2016

The Ghosts of being Young, Free and Wild........

Perky on Sugarloaf Key down in the Florida Keys was sort of like an Oasis in the Desert... albeit a semi tropical one... it could be a hot fucker of a day.

It was the inbetween time... you know between the early days and the now gone days......

Free and Wild is for Young people........... in love and horses in a lightening storms out on the prairie or plains.

He was out in the landscaping trailer within eyesight of the bar.. trying to get one of his boots off to get a stone out of his sock.. that was driving him ape shit....   not one but two of the Hotty's sucking down alcohol in the sweaty bar were giving him the eye.... as he made half a fool of himself.... dancing around on one foot in the back of the open trailer, everybody laughed all the time about mostly everything... because frankly everything was a Joke.......

It was kind of like the Wild West I suppose... drinking doubles of the cheap shit... and not even knowing, caring or thinking about it....

The bartender had curly greasy hair.. but a truly happy person....  everybody  was loud back then...

yelling and jesting with the bartender...   yelling  a drink over here... the girl sits down with him  the bartender heads out to bring the drink  across the room ... at just the right moment he yells make it two.. the bartender stops and turns around making the second drink and starts to head out again.. once again at just the precise moment...  he hollers out..   Make them doubles.... the bartender now for the third time third time spins around...  the genuine smile never left his face... or the curls of hair falling down on his forehead....

All that was not too far from the Bat Tower....... the bartender knew I was poking at him... and it was o.k. it was all in good mutual fun....  his payback if any was to get us so drunk we would pass out and wind up on an all nighter  sleeping in the parking lot.. and then off to work again... it was not about a big tip....... though he got one.

Ghosts climbing up into the rafters afraid to come down  but do and .........out of nowhere near the Bat Tower Loosening up.

The Ghosts of Being Young free and wild.

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