It used to be the only place to have a drink in Podunkville was the Town Tavern. Now there's the American Legion. I guess the veterans can go there and get wasted to forget the war they fought. I don't know if there were any vets there last night. I can't believe I was there myself. Podunkville is about 20 miles miles from Kansas City. It bad enough to have to drive that far in good weather but the snow on the roads have barely been plowed. I could go to Justus Drugstore for a tasty concoction or a nice glass of wine but they are not cheap. Since I'm practically broke I can't be going there often.
Well, my mother invited me to go to the Drugstore with her. "But I'm only buying you tea." I wanted something stronger than that so I brought some cash. And I lucked out. My equally bored neighbor (unemployed/living with elderly parents) was there with her two sons who were visiting for the holidays. She asked if she could buy us a drink. Great! I got some yummy infused vodka drink and talked to her charming sons, mostly about Tony Bourdain, our idol.
I was also killing time until a couple of other old high school friends called me. Jeff, who lives in Sacramento, and Jamie, who lives in St. Louis were both back for the holidays. Jamie wanted to play pool at the American Legion. He said it's 'the place' to go in Podunkville. The place to go? So if I want to see other inebriated high school friends this where I would find them.
They pick me up at the Drugstore and off we go. I didn't think of music. If I had thought I probably would have been more hesitant about going. I can't stand country music. Before I got my drink I heard the Clash. "Wow! Thank you, Jamie" He knew I'd appreciate that. So at various times to keep my sanity, I had to shove some red neck aside to play some Ramones, Springsteen, Hendrix, and the Beastie Boys on the jute box.
Oh we played pool.Unfortunately for Jeff, I had to be his partner. But considering I haven't played in 15 years, I didn't think I did so badly. And as far as seeing anyone I knew, I only recognized one. The pounds and wrinkles made it difficult to figure out the others.
As you read in my Nuisance story there are corrupt cops in this area. I swear there must be one for every residence and they are bored. I will not let Jeff and Jamie drive back to Blue Springs, an hour away. "There's plenty of room at my mother's house." I don't want to go to jail again and I don't want them to either.
Will I go back to the American Legion? Although there was music I liked and I could refine my pool playing, unless Jamie or Jeff come back to town before I leave I doubt it.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
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