After Art
Still,
air max 90every now and then, you get guys in here asking for Art. I tell them, "No. No Art tonight,"
max shoesbecause it’s the truth, and then these guys usually turn right around and go back the way they came, heads bowed, sometimes,
nike shox but always shaking, and they leave like they’re leaving a funeral, real solemn.
cheap jordansAnd they are, really--even the regulars don’t come around anymore.
When we had Art,
air retro jordanthere was no room here for anything else. If you’re tired of standing around, the rumor went, just pick your feet up. They stood in line out the door,
cheap jordansaround the parking lot and back. They got food at the Starvin’ Marvin’s down the road and had picnics in the street, they had to wait so long. All just to take hold of the harness strapped to Art’s back and have their turn flinging that damn midget as far as they could. We had waitresses too,
nike maxthe biggest waitresses available--six-foot-one the shortest of them. They broke up fights when the bouncers had trouble getting through the crowd, and they had free reign to
nike shoxclock any wise-ass copping a feel. It was easy to scam drinks, then, for then it was too busy for anyone to check up on you: a push here, a slide on the other end.
jordan sneakersA good bartender could clear a couple bills before he even started emptying his jar.
Now
air jordansthere’s supposed to be room in back for a kitchen, a deli, maybe, somewhere to make sandwiches, but these new owners don’t know a thing about running a place like this.
air jordan shoesThe old guy, Sam, sold out long ago. His wife and two daughters left him soon after Art, like they knew things were only going to pot, and Sam, he cracked--put every bit of his money into land, and bought up a long tract outside Palatka. I heard he tried bringing his wife back by promising to build a house,
max 90 but there’s no money to build a house. All he has is land, and he likes to sit back and admire the view.
air maxI hear he’s put up a roof, perched on the ends of two-by-four’s, and there he’s got a cot, a 12-gauge with no ammunition, a tool chest, a rocking chair with a cracked runner, his Rottweiller, Kirkegaard (the dog came with that name),
max shoes matches, lantern, a Coleman cooler and a sink that isn’t connected. I hear he spends his days playing fetch with Kirkegaard, and before throwing out that stick, I hear he looks off into the untamed woods that is his land and thinks of when the dance floor was nothing but a sea of heads topped with waitresses like foam riding over wakes,
max shoeslike mermaids, the people brimming and sweating and clenching their fists, all wanting to get their hands on Art,
air retro jordanwho waited for them in his bright yellow jumpsuit, grinning as if he couldn’t wait to be thrown again...
But you should have seen that little guy fly through the air--turning,
nike sneakersI tell you, turning in the air, spinning around like a bagel, like a goddamn egg bagel on the wing. And everyone wanted a piece of him.
Actually, now that I think about it, there was a boy I met once for five seconds at a Chicago Old Town School of Folk Music Winter Singalong that might have been you.
air max 360 I hated those events: crowded, steamy, smelly affairs where we were given the sheet music to songs no one ever heard of about children in other countries doing humorless, inexplicable things.
jordan air shoesAnd what was the point of singing if we had to read the words as we went? All I cared about was the juice and cookies afterwards, but I was allowed only two when I could easily have eaten many more—I was like the Cookie Monster when I was supposed to be more like Grover, who was sensitive and worried about things, but Grover got on my nerves.
