Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

6 - Of sightseeing and napping Stopping near Black Point on the other side of Jamestown Island, we got out and waited for Bear to arrive. Although part of our trip on the Colonial Parkway had offered vistas of rolling woodlands, after College Creek, the landscape became more low and level along the ...

5 - A wonderful night and beautiful morning There we were, ten of us now crowded into my motel room. Just as we were departing Bear's suite, the phone rang. It was Winnie calling his room letting him know that business had slowed down to two customers and she was getting off early. Bear would wait f...

On those rare occasions I dare to enter our local Walmart the thought of Dr. Jane Goodall doing a documentary there bounces around in my skull. She could give the shoppers and associates cute little pet names while closely studying their behavior.

4 - Smoked up "What do you have there?" I asked Bear while somewhat concerned that he would plop down what looked to be hard drugs upon the motel table right in front of people we really didn't know. Tapping my shoulder he motioned me over to by the bathroom door. "It's smack." he whispered. "Excuse...

I've already one pension coming ere soon, but another would be great.

Thanks for the info!

3 - The King of Williamsburg "Are those people with you?" the waitress asked as she came to take our order. "I hope not." was my reply while watching the madness unfurl like a circus banner. Both Mitch and Woo were certifiably insane as the former kept clear of Vietnam because of his condition while...

Interesting read, but not so deep that this reader is stumbling around in the dark.

I liked it.

Same holds true with potato salad. At picnics and other dining events I find myself lying for the sake of being polite when approached and asked - "So what do you think of the potato salad?"

I fantasize about beating them senseless with a big wooden serving spoon.

2- Taking in the night life The Ramada Inn's lounge was half full upon our arrival. Our cab driver recommended this spot. Telling us of live bands, rock-n-roll music, dancing and chicks, we agreed on his suggestion. By this time I was higher than a buzzard riding a thermal and from the looks of both...

1 - Barbarians in the gates "We could have been down in Nags Head by now checking out the chicks." Mack dryly stated as he finished rolling up a joint. Looking over the tops of his gold rimmed glasses, he passed it to me and added: "But no, you had to choose Billy's burg instead. Just what the fuck ...

All those years that have passed on by Oh how the strange times are ever changing Seemingly surviving them all, by staying high Existing in my state of lower evolution Around me swirls a cultural revolution Perpetual change as life spins much too fast Those I've left behind, never saying farewell Ra...

While sitting in the hotel restaurant enjoying a hardy breakfast of tow over easy eggs, sausage, hash browns, grits and biscuits I mused about my free roll in the hay with a motor lodge lounge prostitute. Cindy was quite a dish and floated my boat to some degree so to speak. Upon awakening, she was ...

Well thanks Doreen. The accounts of a misspent youth. Outside the fog was so thick we could only see several feet in any direction. I barely felt the cool moisture upon my face, but noticed tiny droplets cluster onto our date's big fluffed out hairdos. This had them hastily pulling us along by the h...

While I broke up a rather sticky greenish-purplish bud, Whitey poured us what remained of our mescal, worm and all. "Not drinking your usual brand, Skid?" I inquired as he had not opened a Budweiser since our arrival atop Afton Mountain. "Just taking a break from the norm." he replied which had me r...