Friday, December 07, 2007

Drinks That Tastes Like Candy


I still work at Planned Parenthood, and it suits me even if others come and go. I don’t go out much anymore, but when I do, it’s to a bar near my house, a place that Kevin and I went once or twice, called The Blue Goose. Nobody really expected me to quit with all the Looking for Mr. Goodbar activity, and I’m glad to say that I don’t disappoint, but I’m more careful these days. It’s not like I’m looking for the big love, but company can be all right, something to pass the time.

Everyone in the Goose looks beat to hell, a hard-drinking place that doesn’t cater to the upscale crowds that want drinks that taste like candy. When fish fly season comes every June, these insects cover the buildings, so much so that they houses appear to be moving. It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen before, beautiful and repulsive, otherworldly. I went one night and took some leftover food home. When I went to the fridge the next day, one lone fish fly sat on top of the Styrofoam box, clinging from the night before. I wanted the food, but I couldn’t bring myself to eat it. I had to throw the entire thing away.

Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Technique is what you fall back on when you run out of inspiration." Rudolf Nureyev
Cocktail Hour
Drinking documentary suggestion: I Am An Animal

Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Friday!

9 comments:

the walking man said...

And that's a wrap. Great finishing sentence. wonderful novella, ya done good kid kept my rapt attention from front to finish, not an easy thing to do these days.

Congratulations on a story well told.

Peace as always

mark

SCS Mayor Robert Hison said...

Be very careful when exiting the Blue Goose because, as you know, the door is very close to Jefferson auto traffic. It's great to have someone of your talent living and working in our Metro Detroit community, Michelle. I look forward to reading your blog. All the best of the holiday season to you!

Brian in Mpls said...

The problem with being a drunk is that all liquor starts to taste like candy...lol

Charles Gramlich said...

The fish fly description reminds me of the Love bugs here, when they get so thick they get into everything.

I liked the ending. This is a strong piece.

eric1313 said...

Your words are a strong as ever.

Even good company is hard to find, so thank good for the liquor, right?

Herman Northrop Frye said...

Congrats Al Lorenzo! You've advanced the culture of Michigan and beyond so it's only appropriate that the Cultural Center at your Center Campus be named the Dr. Albert Lorenzo Cultural Center. Well done, Al, and happy holidays!

Scott said...

Have you posted this ending (perhaps in a slightly different form) before. I swear I've read the part about throwing out the leftovers because of the fly before.

Am I insane, clairvoyant or right?

Sheila said...

I've been to the Blue Goose twice. It was very much crowded and the dance "floor" is more of a dance "strip"

Sid Abel said...

Hasek's shutout, Zetterberg's hat trick and the Wings' victory over the Minnesota Wild were a great way to take a little of the sting out of the Lions' impending loss to the Dallas Cowboys on Sunday. Go Wings!