The Neighbors Think I’m Crazy…Notes from the Rooftop

A Friday night and I’m home on my roof top, beer between my knees and watching the clouds roll in like muddy water. My thoughts are with Joe, and getting a tattoo and Jay’s interview. He’s thrown all his chips into this and I wish I could reassure him this isn’t the last chance.

God knows how many times I have thought the fork in the road would make or break me.

Silly of me, it just makes the scenery a little different.

The smell of a grill is teasing me. I picture spatulas pressing impatiently against flattened patties of grade C “meat,” droplets of fat dripping into the coals causing flames to tickle the underbelly of beef. My mouth waters, my beer is warm. I smile.

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2 Responses to The Neighbors Think I’m Crazy…Notes from the Rooftop

  1. Flamingo Jo says:

    I’d like you to write an entry about each of the characters in this drawing – especially the meat head with the flat top.

  2. Heather says:

    I don’t think you give yourself enough credit! You’re a great writer and very inspiring! I did want to tell you that you don’t have to worry about Joe… I take good care of him! 🙂 Keep writing and sharing, as we LOVE reading!

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