Monday, May 6, 2013

A Conversation With Just One Jar (Broke Black Prophet, Forty-Seven Years Old, Near Salvation) January, 2013

Well, lookie here!  Company!  What brings you round these parts?  Just surfin, you say?  That's good, real good! So glad you came and visited.  Really!  I ain't one to shine you on.  No!  I'm speakin truths.  And when I tell you I am so glad you have come to see me, you best believe that would be the truth.

So what can I interest you with?  Oh, I'm sorry, bad manners.  Would you like anything to drink or eat?  Drink, you say?  Got it right here for you.  Big Wave Golden Ale by Kona Brewery, that's in Hawaii.  You already knew? So you are my type of people, beer drinkers.  Now, you know now I'm so delighted to have you come visit my humble abode!  For real!  Well I just bought this six pack from the store just a couple of minutes before you arrived. 

Go head, sit down.  Take a load off.  Been a long day like Mondays usually are.  You agree? Just look at chew, I hope you are telling me the truth because you saying all the right things for me to be friends with you.  Really?  Damn straight, really.  You know it's not too common to meet common folks like we surely are. 

So where you from?  From all ovah, you say?  Well that's just fine by me. Like my Daddy used to say, "Everybody is just everybody."  I always liked when he said that.  You like it too?  Well we are going to get along just fine.  Just fine indeed.  Hold on, let me pour that in a glass for you.  The bottles just fine?  Naw, indulge me a wee bit, let me pour it in this Mason jar, it'll taste better.  Now, go head...see.  I told yah.

Why am I drinking mine out of the bottle, you ask?  Well, I only have one jar.  And you are my company!

(to be continued)

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