sitting in a sawed off lawn chair in the garage with the sun poking through. having a beer in a Wheel Fanatyk cup reminding me of Ric. take a photo, fluff it up with a filter and send it to Ric. then he puts it on a postcard and sends it back in the full set full circle round trip return circuit out and back dinger.
In the 80s my mom got Breakfast Club on VHS at the video store, probably more than once. I definitely watched it more than once. With a pen and paper in hand I paused the VCR and rewound it until I had this scene down. In a short while I had it memorized.
To this day you might find me reciting it, once in a while, here or there, when I’m reminded of it, talking to myself, soliloquizing, rolling around the U-district, or grinding up the hill to get home…
Stupid
Worthless
No good
Goddamn
Freeloading
Son of bitch
Retarded
Big mouth
Know it all
Asshole
Jerk
you forgot
Ugly
Lazy and
Disrespectful…
As a kid my grandma would sometimes bust out a poem she memorized in school. A poem she still had stored in her brain, word for word, 50 or 60 years later. She could recite Rudyard Kipling’s