On a Night with Old Friends (part 1)

I met up with a fellow of mine to see the new music school he had recently opened for the "used up" youth to revitalize the spirit of rock and roll within. The facilities, although in their infancy had a certain undeniable magic to them. An office building with the hints of a soul, imagine that? After I got to see each practice room and the 1000 seat theater that was at his disposal, I congratulated him and we went to the Irish Bank.

There was a vacant booth that looked like it could have been a gutted confessional. There was a sewing desk between the worn velvet benches on either side. We discussed being in love and the power that it holds over us. We discussed where we were headed in the general sense that applies to those of us who take the opportunity of fate as an adventure undeniable. As it stands, we will have to do nothing short of our best to endure and hopefully persevere long enough to look back with the smile of a man who knows he went "all in" on himself. After a beer, a shot of whiskey, and a vodka tonic for me, we headed down Castro way to meet up with another friend of ours who had texted us regarding his impending whereabouts....

TO BE CONCLUDED... STAY TUNED!!!!