Mammary Lane
I was on the West Bank yesterday getting my nose swabbed and took a run by the old "House of To Much Fun". Maybe I better 'splain myself. Staph has been a big problem not only in sat systems but in the public sector as well. I guess the over-prescribing of penicillin based antibiotics has created a super strain of staph that merely scoffs at what once were the most powerful antibiotics. And they were all in the penicillin family. Global has had some horrific outbreaks. Yours truly being the poster child for one of the worst we had. Now, time permitting, they do a nose culture on sat teams before we start a project. Anyway I was in a pretty good mood (not having heard Old Joe say "OK just one more thing......") leaving Doc Serio's and took a turn down Fairfield Ave. You'll be heartened to know that 128 was absolutely, hands down, the most run down, decrepid, skanky, vermin infested, termite ridden, crack house on the block. I mean the fascia and soffet was literally hanging off the old crib. Most of the other architectually challenged places looked pretty damn good with new paint and siding on nearly all of them. I took a long look and was really surprised it wasn't sporting a "Condemned for Human Occupancy" sign. I guess we wore it slam out. When we were on the beach it was pretty much a 24 party. Reefer described living there as living in a party frat house......with money! The Waves, the Pals, Harold, Shark, Barbarella, Briarhopper and Chris Mayo. Fire bombings at night. Police raids looking for rat hats. Shark dropping into the hallway at 3AM. The Wolf! Eek a Wolf! Ouzo in the attic. Down and Dirty and Beau passed out in the Caddy with the windows up about one sweat bead away from heatstroke. Mad Ronnie swinging a snake in the driveway terrorizing the CPA and his wife. And the list goes on. If you stood next to, smelt, felt or dreamed about any of this feel free to embellish. Zing!!!!!
I only pray that Lars (your son, not the stripper who used to dress you--see the 4/14 OJT entry with lingering, unanswered questions from the general readership) doesn't read this or the comments that may surface. I'm sure the elementary schools could use it in their DARE programs...
Not to blow this Staph thingy off, But as I sit here
low and behold ! My fax runnith over!
Kev, U better sit down for this, I have a contract looks like I'm finaly going back to work. It's a record though, who can beat 9 months no work?
TA , well thats a different story. Ohhp better call Tom,( my personal advisor) and see what he thinks about this Morrison contract.
man it's been 2 hours and no wireless call ! hummm )-: .
Those that choose to ignore history are doomed to repeat it. Or something like that. Anyway as my buddy Reefer (no drug reference here) liked to point out "It was like being in college......with money".
The picture was taken by "Daryl the Wonderhorse" Heath while he was enrolled in a photography course at UNO (there really were college students involved). His subject was Chris Mayo from Texas. The guy that gave me a life long appreciation for the music of David Bromberg. Chris was a helluva cook with a fondness for ten year old Charter Whiskey and a wicked sense of humor. The morning that picture was taken Chris was taking his mother and 70 something year old grandma to the track.