the storm here is damn near biblical
howlin' forty mile an hour winds hailin' didn't make it out to see "JB Walker and the Cheap Whiskey Band" at the Iron Horse Saloon. (certainly wasn't going to be any bikers out in this shit)
I had a quiet fish stew family dinner
with my emphatic greek step-sister Stephanie
her son Gabe,
her friend Yolan
and her son Lakon.
Yolan is from Grenada
so's her lady's man brother Richie
(oh, he's so handsome, sez Steph)
he's attracted to women with problems,
he'll sleep with you,
help you move,
talk to you about your life
he has many many lady friends
but not so many so good for a long term thing, you know.
I told them about my last two crazy nights
Yolan said all I need is a drum.
then we watched some master storytelling
Huck Finn flick
funny, there's lessons, but no morality cuz all the learnin' is done by sinners marvel-ous mixed messages (I can see why it's banned)