For a week Babs and I have been talking about going outside to see the lunar eclipse...Counting down the days..finally the big day comes and it's so cloudy out, you can't see a star more less the moon getting lunared..So we have pretty much decided that we weren't going to see much ...then Babs calls and said she saw a sliver of the moon right before the cloud covered it again..What the fuck...I'll go and see what I can see....Directly outside my apt. is the parking lot and to the right is the townhouse apts with a nice size field behind it..since Claudette's apt light is shining right in my eye, I decide to meander over to the field out of the light and try and find the moon...As most of you know I have a damaged nerve in my back which causes me to have slow motor skills in my right leg most of the time..When my brain tells my right leg to take a step, this is what it hears sometimes."briaceksleha;zzwllll999kllmwatchit mother fucker she's going down"...followed by "huh?"Followed by "ohhhhhhh fuck."...
I didn't actually fall down this time, but I'm sure that any one looking out their window would swear that Jackie is back on the sauce, as I know I looked like I was drunk out there, staggering around, looking up at the sky..Turning in circles with my hand up to block the damn light from Claudette's..
"What do you think she's doing out there?..." "Hell, I don't know...but I'm not going out there to find out. Remember the last time she was drunk?" "Please, I don't want to talk about it."..."Should have known not to talk smack about the Cowboys. You still have the scar from that?" "I SAID I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT."
I never did see the damn moon...But my reputation is still intact.