WHERE DID YOU RING
IN THE NEW YEAR?
One miserable bunch of matches on the table -
this funny guy told me that's his best pick-up
line ever, but it only works until like February
first. I said, 'Yeah, people forget quickly.'
Anyone worth their mettle wouldn't remember
anyway where they were on New Year's Eve.
'I was having too much of a good time to watch
time good.' Oh, man, what a wasted bunch.
Through the side door come five or six bikers - the
real kind, not the fakes. It used to get like this too, at
Red Rocks on the westside - late at night, little contests
set up with guys at the door - who's wearing what support
shirts, and who's riding what. A real bunch of dicks.
They move onto the front of the bar, and just take it over.
Drinking Budweiser over and over. I watch the biggest guy
complaining, there's no room for his elbows. A cop parks
out front, but nobody cares. Nobody cares at all.