The Transporter Couch

The only reason I didn’t, in fact, haul Chuck into the street and fuck him up is that there were many witnesses and should it come to it I would be liable in both criminal and civil suits and there’s no way I’m gonna give this man TIME or MONEY for my GRIEF. That’s why I’m venting here.

I’ll fix Chuck’s lunch MY way, don’t you worry.

Back in the day, Art and I were walking down some downtown Santa Fe street, maybe Galisteo, and some guy got in our faces and said “man pull me out a beer.” And we didn’t have any beer. This guy was just drunk and beligerent. And I could feel the vibe off Art and he could most likely feel the vibe off me. We just wanted to basically take this guy out. Leave him a bloody mess for the cops to deal with. And the urge itched at us but our generally docile natures compelled us to walk away.

So instead,of beating him up, we just walked inside this bar, knowing the doorman would deal with it. This was a happy accident because I ran into Cheryl Norris, whom I hadn’t seen since high school. But that’s not the point.

The point is that sometimes when I want to do something on the spur of the moment but I’m shy or hesitant, I remember that fucker telling the two nicest most decent guys on the planet to “pull me out a beer” and I just get in my “fuck you” mode.

I’m not angry about this. Just describing what motivates me, at specific times.

When I was first planning to work on this site with Brian, I was on a walk. I haven’t found any playing cards in months. There was a time in my life when I would find at least one a week, and sometimes several in a day. This walk revealed two cards.

The first, the Five of Diamonds was face up on a patch of grass next to the road. The ace of clubs was face up in the gutter several blocks away. One end of it was frozen in the mud and didn’t make it out.

I don’t believe that the odd things I find mean much, but they get me thinking. I’m still thinking about this one. It’s too simple to divide the two cards into the two contributors here. I’m trying to find another meaning.