Sleazy Eight

Can you imagine a road dawg’s rite of passage includes staying a seedy motel. Well I did and boy was I on alert. I see a police officer at a fast food drive thru. I ask “how’s this place? You know it’s bad when someone answer with a question.  “How long you stayin?” One night “oh you’ll be okay” this place is known for dope according to the officer  That’s just great I was going to lay out by the pool and read. Got a little reassurance from desk clerk who was counting out a mountain of change telling a  guest holding a cardboard sign “You’re short again I’ll cover the rest”.  But the piece de resistance happened when  this gal looks in to offer her company not knowing I was in the room. She saw the legs of the driver and decided that door left ajar was an invitation.   Man this is some crazy joint.  I could handle the homeboy veterano on his bike circling his territory riding in between the 53 foot long trucks staring hard when I was getting a drink. It was the gal that scared me because she  partially entered the room until she heard a bellowed “NO”. All I’m thinking is “man I am losing my edge” situations like these didn’t scare me as much as before,  now I just wanna get some shut  eye and in the morning get the hell out of the Easy Eight.

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Back In The Truck

Back in the truck and feels awkward but going to San Jose, Milpitas and San Francisco might help.The home where lawyers are roommates  or if you have rent control from the way way back you’re getting off cheap.  I loved it when both my grandmother and sister lived there at the same time and  I used every opportunity to visit.  I especially loved Chinatown where if you accidentally drop your groceries on the bus and oranges roll out you may not get them back. Or Louie dim sum on Pacific and Stockton where the  Chinese have a saying “a little dirt don’t hurt” so I’m staring at the cat with her litter lying on the bottom shelf as I order “Er bao  and sum mai” . If you can’t live in a building maybe you can scale it like a french dude did in little Italy  I watched it on TV and then went outside to see 5 helicopters hovering around a building near the Transamerica one with  cops on the roof waiting  to arrest him.  My grandmother lived above an erotica exotica bakery  “south of the slot” in the Tenderloin district.  The warmth and aroma were a bonus but the things they created with shredded coconut made it difficult for me to ask if the did a regular sheet cake for my Gma-s birthday.  “Sure” thank goodness.  San Franciscans are snobby, I would be too if I lived in Nob Hill or North Beach.  I thought paying a 50.00 dollar room tax per day at the Fairmont was a little too much. So I’ll visit for the day and   play some poker either at the Oaks Room or Garden State in San Bruno. Who am I kidding I gotta work.

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Don’t Be Bold

wpid-20140510_181717.jpg I find pleasure in writing about life out here but last night was different.  The driver looking out of window before retiring said “No” I asked what was that? “Lot lizard” some one soliciting. I felt a deep heart tug. It was very cold outside and late and I asked myself “how bad must things be that a female could muster up courage to knock on a window of someone she has never met and then proceed to be intimate with that person”.  I chose not to cry but to write and tell her if I could, she doesn’t have to be so brazen  and try to get her drug of choice some other way some other day. To me she is not a lot lizard. Although I can’t save you I want you to know I care.  It’s in my prayers that I will ask that you’d not be so bold.

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Handle This

Once you get a CB the next order of affairs is obtaining a handle. Bandit was Burt Reynolds and Snowman was the Jerry Reed character’s in the movie Smoky And The Bandit. So can you imagine how I felt when the driver said my handle should be “Hot Flash” he was all excited that he came up with that one, like he won an award or something. What is this gal to do?True I am having hot flashes but do I wanna announce that to the world. Then I thought well it’s kinda funny yet sexy at least to me. I reluctantly agreed. As a commoner is Knighted I was bestowed the handle as deemed appropriate by a old salty road dawg. I can hardly wait oh lucky me.

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A Mix Bag.

1414592979513-1580271235Given that Halloween is coming, here is a mixed bag of goodies from yesterday.  Taxi to Sam’s town Casino in Shreveport 25.00 bucks each way. No five cent keno or omaha or even limit poker…bummer oh well. Then to the cafe to eat. Our waiter is from Beijing “yes I’m going to blow him away with my newly learn Mandarin” I asked for “Nemung bing shui” lemon water.  I get a big “huh?” I received my dish he asks “how is it ?” I reply “Kekuo” (delicious) “too cold?” “No its delicious”. Well I better hit the tapes again. Upon return home to the Petro truck stop we buy some water and the tv is on world series  San Francisco Giants vs KC Royals  and small talk ensued. I ask the tall nice gentleman at counter “Who ya For? ” “Kansas I guess they haven’t won” I pipe in trying to let the locals know this fender bender knows a thing or two. “Ya 29 years” he says he knows people in KC “so Ya I’ll pick the Royals” I said the only person I know in Kansas City is Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Everybody laughs because it’s late and we are all tired but more likely my faux pas. I know I know Kansas City Missouri and the state of Kansas ARE two different places. Oh well note to self. I just liked that everyone was laughing.

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Sleazy Eight

Can you imagine a road dawg’s rite of passage includes staying a seedy motel. Well I did and boy was I on alert. I see a police officer at a fast food drive thru. I ask “how’s this place? You know it’s bad when someone answer with a question.  “How long you stayin?” One night “oh you’ll be okay” this place is known for dope according to the officer  That’s just great I was going to lay out by the pool and read. Got a little reassurance from desk clerk who was counting out a mountain of change telling a  guest holding a cardboard sign “You’re short again I’ll cover the rest”.  But the piece de resistance happened when  this gal looks in to offer her company not knowing I was in the room. She saw the legs of the driver and decided that door left ajar was an invitation.   Man this is some crazy joint.  I could handle the homeboy veterano on his bike circling his territory riding in between the 53 foot long trucks staring hard when I was getting a drink. It was the gal that scared me because she  partially entered the room until she heard a bellowed “NO”. All I’m thinking is “man I am losing my edge” situations like these didn’t scare me as much as before,  now I just wanna get some shut  eye and in the morning get the hell out of the Easy Eight.

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4 Days

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The number of days it takes to get from one coast to another. Not bad although there are guys who do it less time, two and a half or 3 days and they brag about it. I just wanna be safe and what’s the rush. The road is where I do a lot of thinking the deep soulful kind. I pair this with cabin fever which presents itself in many ways some I’m not proud of. I will pick a small fight hoping the slim adrenaline rush gets us an extra seventy to a hundred miles closer and more awake or how many states will this fly travel thru before he/she flies out or dies?  Plus this time  we have  the CB which just made its debut thank goodness.  Finally leaving for Florida tomorrow. Or as the Cubana say “Flor rida”.

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