“What cable provider do you have?” She was tall, slender, dark, and very beautiful.
“I beg your pardon.” I was too enamored with her beauty to hear her words.
“Your cable provider. Or, don’t you have one?” Continue reading
What a night I’ve had. I just got home. And I’m glad to be here, even if I won’t be staying long. It all started yesterday because Jerry’s Bad Ass Barber Shop was closed. Who ever heard of a barber shop being closed on Wednesday?
I’m just passing through the area again, and I’ve been by Jerry’s a few times, but I never thought about checking the hours of operation at an honest to goodness barber shop. You don’t come across too many of those anymore. Being a fairly old guy, I’ve been in a few barber shops in my life. Now, I’m talking about an actual barber shop and not some fancy hair salon where some squirrelly guy runs off at the mouth while snipping a few hairs, and then tries to talk you into letting him put goop on your head to cover up his mistakes. Keep that in mind. All the actual barber shops, like Little Joe’s, Buena Vista, and Cedar City Cutters, have alway been closed on Sunday and Monday. Hours of operation have been ten to six, or thereabouts. The only time any of them have been closed on Wednesday has been when the barber was on vacation, and you always knew that well in advance. Typically it was around the start of hunting season or a weeklong fishing derby, things like that. Continue reading
Let’s pretend that I’m from Missouri. Any city in that state will do. Frankly, I like Joplin. It has a nice ring to the name. It might be that thing I’ve got for Janis Joplin, but whatever. You know, Jefferson City, St. Louis, or even Springfield will do. It really doesn’t matter. Just so long as it’s not Branson. That city is just too busy for the likes of me. Continue reading
