The Black Hole Is Deeper Than I Thought .........
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While trying to decide what to write about tonite, I was thinking about my past.
Dig this then get back to me.
If I was going to identify with anyone in that skit, it would be the professor (Yes that's Tom Kenny, the voice of Spongebob Squarepants).Hindsight being 20/20, I love my past. Really it was the friends who made those memories great. Case in point. I was at a bar in Allentown with 2 buddies of mine. Satan (my wifes' nickname for him, It's Pete Fleming Jr.) and John Tunney (everyone but me and his parents called him JT, not Brother JT, but another one).Satan's girlfriend shows up at the bar.Before I forget, the bar was Cannon's (9th and Liberty St.) and we usually sat at the "Corner of Sarcasm". The "Corner" was at the end of the bar. Debates raged till all hours. Heavy topics like;What drug do all of the characters from Sesame Street portray?Oscar the Grouch = Heroin addict. He lives in a garbage can for Christ sake. Big Bird = LSD user. He was the only one who could see Mr. Snuffleupagus. Bonus points if you can tell me his first name. No cheating with Google now. Cookie Monster = Pot. Seriously, did you ever see how much he can eat? It's obscene.Grover = Coke. He can Fly. Nuff said. I guess the same could be said 'bout angel dust. So on and on went the debate.Satan's on again/ off again chicka was the daughter of a dentist. We referred to him as Dr. Dave. And the good Dr. liked the leaf, if you know what I mean. If you don't, listen to Black Sabbath's "Paranoia". The opening to "Sweet Leaf" says it all.Back in the those days I used to drive a VW Bus. Half a camper really, except I didn't have the pop top. That van has been to more place then me. Satan was always driving to one show or another. In return I got to drive his GTI. Fun car that one, but I digress. Eventually JT, Satan, Dr. Dave, his daughter, and I make our way to my van for a little tune up, before the heavy drinking commences.This is where I am going to stop. Just so you know, that Dr. Dave jumped out of the van shouting, "I am a dentist!", and the cops asked us to go back into the bar, instead of hanging out in my VW.Next time, if your lucky, I will tell you about the time me and an old Navy pal almost drowned a man.
Incidentally, Cannon's closed it's doors on my birthday (June 5) this year. Good times.
Dig this then get back to me.
If I was going to identify with anyone in that skit, it would be the professor (Yes that's Tom Kenny, the voice of Spongebob Squarepants).Hindsight being 20/20, I love my past. Really it was the friends who made those memories great. Case in point. I was at a bar in Allentown with 2 buddies of mine. Satan (my wifes' nickname for him, It's Pete Fleming Jr.) and John Tunney (everyone but me and his parents called him JT, not Brother JT, but another one).Satan's girlfriend shows up at the bar.Before I forget, the bar was Cannon's (9th and Liberty St.) and we usually sat at the "Corner of Sarcasm". The "Corner" was at the end of the bar. Debates raged till all hours. Heavy topics like;What drug do all of the characters from Sesame Street portray?Oscar the Grouch = Heroin addict. He lives in a garbage can for Christ sake. Big Bird = LSD user. He was the only one who could see Mr. Snuffleupagus. Bonus points if you can tell me his first name. No cheating with Google now. Cookie Monster = Pot. Seriously, did you ever see how much he can eat? It's obscene.Grover = Coke. He can Fly. Nuff said. I guess the same could be said 'bout angel dust. So on and on went the debate.Satan's on again/ off again chicka was the daughter of a dentist. We referred to him as Dr. Dave. And the good Dr. liked the leaf, if you know what I mean. If you don't, listen to Black Sabbath's "Paranoia". The opening to "Sweet Leaf" says it all.Back in the those days I used to drive a VW Bus. Half a camper really, except I didn't have the pop top. That van has been to more place then me. Satan was always driving to one show or another. In return I got to drive his GTI. Fun car that one, but I digress. Eventually JT, Satan, Dr. Dave, his daughter, and I make our way to my van for a little tune up, before the heavy drinking commences.This is where I am going to stop. Just so you know, that Dr. Dave jumped out of the van shouting, "I am a dentist!", and the cops asked us to go back into the bar, instead of hanging out in my VW.Next time, if your lucky, I will tell you about the time me and an old Navy pal almost drowned a man.
Incidentally, Cannon's closed it's doors on my birthday (June 5) this year. Good times.
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