Walking to my Dinner; a ramble in 20 minutes or less by John S. Berry kinda the second as I was named partially after my dad’s dad and the middle part…well that swishy middle name came from my pa’s friend who died in Vietnam. On with the show!!!
New plan is not so much derailed but maybe up on one wheel, kind of like coaxing a car on fumes or driving on a semi flat tire to get air at the filling station. I need to shed some beef (thanks for that phrase John Candy) and decided after my visit home it would be a good time to. May get a bike but gotta wait til' payday. Tonight I took one of my good old fashioned space cadet walks. I realized almost home that I have been going on these walks since the 7th grade. I used to walk up to these hills (more like lumps) and just sit up there and enjoy the breeze and think about writing projects, girls and what it all means. I am not sure if it is sad or a truth of endurance that 20 plus years later I still don’t have a good answer for ya. Well the only thing I can tell is I still like girls and breezes.
Tonight I walked thru what felt like the barrio with a dash of the south, which was evident in the town home that was kind of run down and on one side a family from Mexico and the other side white blonder haired people. The kids were playing and all seemed right, later I had the thought that it could be trouble down the road when the kids grow up to be teens and fall in love then break up.
I am still fairly new in these parts so I am still getting a feel for it all. There are similarities to KS. And people do seem a tad nicer. So what I alluded to earlier was I am trying to walk more and eat less. I did so so today but kind of blew it this evening. I have decided to try and implement a few new rules in my life:
1. If I am going to go somewhere to eat IE bad food I will have to walk there and order a small amount. Maybe I am a soda and burger junky and maybe this is a plan akin to methadone.
2. I am trying to cut down on asking what is wrong and also need to cut out the phrase “It’s funny …” and also “It’s odd that…”
3. If I do watch mindless TV I will watch with a notepad to draw during commercials or parts of show or jot down notes or work on poems.
So there are some points for life that have been brewing and I decided to jot em' down in 20 minutes, I should have added the goal as well to write something each day. So what I saw on the walk:
1. From a distance a girl watering a tiny front lawn, she looked amazing and just oozed sex. I felt uncomfortable on some level and as she set the sprinkler she cupped her ass cheeks and surveyed the lawn…oh she knew (see car washing scene in Cool Hand Luke).
2. A car stopped and waited for me to get close to them and asked where Pine Street Bar was, uh it is the building behind you. The gal was big and looked like she had put her make up on with a shotgun. The guy kind of squirrelly. I saw them stop and undid my latch on my pack and reached in hoping if I was going to be fucked with they would think I might have something in there like a weapon or anything other than comics and Penal Colony paperback. Oh me such a flair for the dramatic.
3. As I was almost home a dog kept yipping behind me and I heard the owner say “we don’t know him, no sweetie.” They eventually caught up with me and it was a couple with a tiny black dog and her man looked and sounded like a burnt out Spike Jonze. He was carrying a case of Natural Light beer and as she started talking to me and said her dog really wanted to greet me she started adjusting her ass and pulling at her shorts. I wondered what the rest of their night would be like; would they drink all that beer and pass out with the Olympics on the TV with the sound down?
4. Oh and last one time is almost up as I was crossing I waited and a car roared up and blew thru the stop sign and he scowled and honked as he did it. He had a fuck the world face on for sure.
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