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Please be at least 18 years old if you are going to read like an adult.
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Pauley's ain't PC and for d*mn sure not intended for the faint of heart; or for those too young to swear that would otherwise get the soap treatment if they did. It's meant to be controversial, but benign for a reason; that being because life happens and we react, relate and navigate as we try to make sense of it all.
Have an open mind and a sense of humor, even if slightly twisted; you may enjoy the literary ride; though you may also get the sudden urge to want to wash your own eyes out with soap.
Press Play On Video To Soundtrack The Text Below. Begin Reading When The Music Starts. Watch Again To Begin Gleaning The Slate, Where If You Want A Clean One, You Got To Glean To Clean....
Have you ever had a daydream so real that you couldn't help but get in to it?
One day I thought of a man that didn't exist to forget another that I wonder if he even did; and why his memory lingered for so long in my mind.
Sadness is a truth, but madness is more expression of an exaggerated kind; but in between there is a compromise for the genuine fondness there once was.
It's a matter of deciding which one you are. Are you the pinball or the pinball machine?
Before it became surreal as a sunset at dawn, I replayed 'scenes' from this daydream in the quiet moments when I was alone. It kept me company but also it made me wonder what, and whom, was out there that I have yet to discover.
It became a matter of wishful 'what-if's' that challenged the dissatisfaction of what I have known. In this daydream I got to experience something I haven't before. I actually fell in love with someone and I didn't fall on my a** while going through it.
I named my dream guy "Mikey" that was short for "Michael Anthony Duncan" 37 years old divorced single dad and 'Average Joe.' He's named after an Archangel that understood the reasoning behind all this. I imagined him as a good man that was also figuring out his place in the world.
I was happy in my make-believing where I wasn't mistreated and there was no question that I was loved. This stems from heartache experienced when I wasn't. It changed and I was overcome with grief, because I imagined "Mikey" dying, leaving me his widow.
I'm not embarrassed to admit I imagined a fairy tale where I got married and was content. We even owned our own little business.
I remember that evening clearly.
I put on my driver cap, cuffed up jeans, wallet chain, black leather MC, and scuffed up boots. I didn't look like a girl again. There was a reason for that under a night sky.
I went to the local gas station that has a 7/Eleven now, and bought my usual pack of smokes and my eyes glistened. Being a regular, the employees noticed I was upset. I walked to Tenno off 1st street and Soto that's not there anymore; to have a beer to toast a man that never lived. I raised my pint glass and tapped the rim.
I then wandered around my new town of Boyle Heights and I continued past the point of "Mikey" dying. I imagined a friend of his, "Jacob" that also mourned him. That's the memory bringing me back to life. Too bad I couldn't help out his when he was in distress.
The irony infliction of parallels and pockets to weave like Charlotte interpreting what one "Doc" said while f*cked up in his head.
"Jacob" kept me company while I took the long way home, as there was made-up conversation again about values and short comings. And before I knew it, the daydream continued in to a new chapter that spoke from the heart.
Then the daydream evolved in to an 'Adult After School Special' that could be many things except for light reading.
Inspired by 1990's "Degrassi Jr. and High School", "21 Jump Street", "Breakfast Club", "Sixteen Candles", "The Outsiders", "Stand By Me", "Girl: Interrupted", "Valley Girl", "Fools Rush In", "Mi Familia", "Swingers", "The Sweetest Thing", "M*A*S*H", "Bringing Out The Dead", "Cheers", and more.
I imagined a pack of close friends that hung out at a slop chute called
"The Iron Horseshoe Tavern"
that was known also by a 'speak-easy' name
"Pauley's Tavern and Pool Hall".
Some of "The Regulars" are known as "Pauley's Retarded Children"
because the majority of them don't act their age when drunk or sober....
(Read carefully what 'retarded' means and think about why it became an insult.)
....if growing up was mandatory; they represented what I seen was fact.
Many that have grown up, still had questions about what they are supposed to do, and where in life are they supposed to be. There would still be moments of confused reasoning because life wasn't making sense, or it was too much and overwhelming; and they acted out in frustration.
It felt like teen angst had been prolonged though with more privileges, but still with misconduct and tomfoolery that more often than not, was tongue in cheek. So the daydream continued and as I thought about it, I figured I could run with it.
What did I have to lose?
This is the least to know and well if you like to read or just happen to have some goof off time, take a gander, it's good for the goose too!
(Pause or Hurry To Sing Along With The Next Part Starting With The Drums)
"In a rose tattoo, in a rose tattoo, I got your name written here in a rose tattoo. In a rose tattoo, in a rose tattoo, with pride I'll wear it to the grave for you. In a rose tattoo, in a rose tattoo, I got your name written here in a rose tattoo. In a rose tattoo, in a rose tattoo; signed and sealed in blood...."
"I would die for you."
Dedicated To My Children Monkee Ch'ez and Batgrrrl
"Until We Are Reunited"
The Face That Launched An Entire Armada, My Son Monkee Ch'ez says to "Read On."
"Are you up late at night, unable to sleep; with a beer or cup of coffee, does your restless mind beg to be appeased? Please see how it was kept trippy with what a healing heart has gleaned. It is just a story told in the hopes for another chance to get the slate cleaned....
And after it's wiped down, so much new space was found. But the Clowns still have more to teach like Robin and Sebastian. "Lest We Forget" it helps to read yourself asleep and wake up with a new day to try over again."
~Rev. Mother L.G. Flores~
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And yes, Pauley's hosts 'Sober Sunday' support group meetings for those that ended up in 'The Tank' from over doing it the night before. Or for those that dig 'The Virgin Sacrifice' drink menu so much, it's worth volunteering to be the designated driver.
May the Universe bless ye with good karma for getting the drunks home safe. It's greatly appreciated. Thank you!