Friday, March 14, 2008

Let's face facts



It may be Friday, but that doesn't necessarily mean there's been any progress. It's still clowns, as far as I can see.

Next time you see me, buy me a drink and ask me to tell you the story about the political crony, the crack whores, the gun and the dildos. It's a pip.

9 comments:

Johnny Yen said...

Wait-- isn't that clown Ronald Reagan?

Anonymous said...

Oh, you tease, leaving us hanging like that.

Joe said...

Kirby, I'll tease you some more--I dealt with the crony and the crack whores later that day, and from what I found out the scene when the officers arrived was like the VU song "Sister Ray", without the sailor and transvestite, but with a pervert septuagenarian instead.

Johnny, Ronzo was a clown, but not that clown.

lulu said...

I'm glad my parents live so close to you. I intend to spend plenty of time at the COmpound this summer listening to your stories. SHould I buy a bigger bottle of Thai whiskey?

Johnny Yen said...

Bubs-
Have you seen the movie "Brick?" The song Sister Ray plays over the closing credits. It's long been a favorite of mine.

An old friend took a job in Springfield, Illinois back in the late eighties or so. He told me that there was an open mike at some tavern where the couple of dozen semi-hip people in Springfield gathered to hear bad renditions of Neil Young's Heart of Gold and such. In the middle of it, a couple of guys got up and did a full-length acoustic version of Sister Ray. At some point, a couple of people bum-rushed the stage to try to get them to stop. There were fisticuffs, tears, etc. It was beautiful.

Joe said...

Johnny, that is awesome! I wonder if one of those guys was Splotchy...

Lulu, I can't wait!

Anonymous said...

I'm mesmerized by the idea of clowns and dildos. We miss you when your bizzy.

Writeprocrastinator said...

Johnny Yen,

"Wait-- isn't that clown Ronald Reagan?"

He looks more like Michael Gambon.

Bubs,

Cheer up, you're scaring me with all these clown pics.

Katie Schwartz said...

"Next time you see me, buy me a drink and ask me to tell you the story about the political crony, the crack whores, the gun and the dildos. It's a pip."

Love the sarcasm.

PS: I'll break open the wallet proudly to hear you spin this yarn, child. In May, every-single-word. Capisce?! Capisce.