Married Doc...

One could tell, as the eyes roamed the bar--the stares, the looks-- then the interesting smiles accompanied by the nods...I was out drowning the stress of my days in Ricky Coconut Rum & Coke...nearby was Garfi, chatting up with the golden oldies as usual...My external was ever present but my mind was a thousand miles away unconcerned with the going-ons in the tiny hole in the wall where one goes through the weekday to escape into surrounding comfortable for our proclivity...during the week the bar is infiltrated with men with vows...mature types...cruise ship patrons and then the springle of singles on the look out one-night-stands...on these nights...it's more lounge music...not blaring at all...just enough for you to know that it creates atmosphere as you can actually understand patrons as they talked to you without having to shout...tonight though was a tribute to Roberta Flack, Aretha Franklin, Patti Labelle, Etta James, Diana Ross, Gladys Knight and Natalie Cole...

As "Tradewinds of our Times" filled the space, it seemed as if most everyone was in sync with this song...bringing back memories of times spent...it was then Doc decided to actually begin the mack down...on me...of all people...did I say he was married...well he's married with children...I had no intentions of being labelled in court documents as a co-respondent in divorce court...no matter how good and sexy he looked...I did entertained him for a spell...a brotha had good conversation...of course he's one of those men...that hit on the side...until the freshness has worned off...then off to the races for new derriere...for me he's one I class...as in...another time, another place...although on a scale of temptation of one to ten...he's an eight...muscles, brawn, brain, conversation...but married!


QUOTE OF THE DAY
"If I had my life to live over... I'd dare to make more mistakes next time." - Nadine Stair