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March 28, 2010

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"Follicle to Fundament" It’s time to drink our rations up To lullabies which fill our cup — Jeannie C. Riley “Backside of Dallas” PLUS John Diamond Tribute to Lux Interior

Follicle to Fundament

I’m not James Bond or

Jimmy Beard,

But I know what to drink with weird;

There was a list which I was sent,

From follicle to fundament:

White or red?

Your meal’s still dead;

Just get fed,

And go to bed.

Chardonnay with fish filet?

Chops with Vosne Romanee?

Whether to drink old or young?

(Rampling or Christensen?)

When I drink there is no doubt,

I place my order and make it stout:

Guinness and a Jameson—

What was it that you called me, then?

Cape buffalo, lion, antelope,

I’d even order for the Pope;

ChristBlood singing in a chalice,

Sweet red wine drunk without malice.

In to Bourbon’s slurried well,

Amber pours and secrets tell

Of intermittent deprivations,

And mean slags pouring thin potations.

I know a spot to sup with chums,

With demis, mags and jeroboams;

To start, How about an aperitif?

Kir? Why not? But, make it brief;

And should you want a postprandial,

The green stuff’s good after a while:

Absinthe makes the tart grow fond;

La Fee Verte waves her magic wand;

And if there is no place to go,

We’ll stay inside with Veuve Clicquot;

Coffee, grappa, chocolate cake —

The last request that waiter’s take:

It’s time to drink our rations up

To lullabies which fill our cup.

you ain't no punk, you punk.

you wanna talk about the real junk?

Ann cannot comprehend my celebratory mourning as I chicken cluck around the house wearing nothing but black rubber shorts (I’m as fat as Lux was thin, but it is the thought that counts).

I took the news hard, much harder than a man just months away from the big 50 should.

My judo, opiate-infused singing rants grating her nerves like Surfin' Matt Wilson’s uncapped nails on an abandoned blackboard.

Her threats have not stopped my 24-hour serenade of but three tunes sung on heavy rotation, “The Rebel Johnny Yuma,”

“Let Your Pussy Do the Dog,” and my totally jump’n rendition of

Jeannie C. Riley

“Backside of Dallas”

A tenth grade education won't get you  
No kinda job here in big D
hunger pains and prides are things
that just don't go hand in hand for long

And on the back side of Dallas  A hungry small town girl can't find a home 

On the back side of Dallas nervously she takes another pill

 On the back side of Dallas tonight like other nights 

She drinks her fill

well you can't dig me you can't dig nothin'.

do you want the real thing, or are you just talkin'?

do you understand?

I'm your garbageman.

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La Prisonnière Dream sequence PLUS 'Habana'

The easiest way to blow through, what must be the terminal destination for fratboys and girls, (where this is an appallingly worse place than anything I've ever seen) and onto Cubana Air and that treacherous Russian plane; (the last smoking) immediately bellowing steam/exhaust: both, silent, non-toxic, co-medically-cold air, welcomed on this little hour hot-hop in summer to the illegal, prohibited isle of communist Castro's, and, of course, to his proud Habana Airport.

And so we did touch down and were finally free: free to not have our passport stamped, free to kill chickens for Santeria rituals, free to be cigar smoking, morning-rum and Cuban coffee drinkers, on this, the only communist holdout in the Western hemisphere.

The rest is mostly what one does on regular holiday, except for everything squalid, disorganized, beautiful and preserved by UNESCO: this ruined old Columbus pearl-town; remembered by my inclination to suck up all cultures as a dying man does air--mojitas and depraved Kipling-boys taking us to where we shouldn't have been.

And then she says, 'I'm pregnant.' And it's crying time on the clean tiles of the famous hotel bathroom; and I actually gave my rental car to that guy we met in Parque Centrale, so he could take his girl on a real date in a real car; and it was parked out front in the morning for she and I to leave.

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