2019 … 1116 … Cali the Slut in #2

Last night … technically night before last since it’s now midnight:37 … I came up the stairs at the Silver King to find a packed house … room … listening to Auld Lang Syne … love ya’ll … so I crossed the room and found the Room 4 bar with but three barstools deserted so I sat on the stool right inside the door … you know the one … and ordered a Johnny Walker Red on the rocks … I could hear Kathy and Timothy just fine … I sipped my Scotch … two women came into the tiny bar … a third soon followed … ‘My son married her daughter.’ I heard one say … one of those first two who came in …

And then Cali came in … she sashayed, if you ask me … stepped right into the middle of the other three women standing there … and I just watched … she sniffed around … one woman and then another and then sashayed back out again into the … I thought … familiar hands … arms … of one of her humans … but he wasn’t! … That third lady who showed up in the bar and revealed her age … well, she was.

Then Cali came over and just stood there with those big brown eyes looking up at me that said ‘Touch me. … Just touch me. … ‘ and I did … I kneaded the skin on her back … One of her humans pointed out that she didn’t have her bra on and I kneaded the harder … I stopped … Cali wasn’t satisfied …

One of Cali’s humans kept trying to get her to go into #2 that was right behind where the band was set up and the human would come back out and … within moments … seconds … Cali would follow …

I’m pretty sure that when I left she was still wandering around offering herself to anyone who would touch her … ‘Touch me. Just touch me.’ she cried … The Slut!

Fast forward to tonight … Martha and I parked by City Park where the garbage cans used to be and walked around to the Grand to listen to Maha Via … many, many people on the bar side … cacophany … Even after we found places over in front of the bandstand we still couldn’t hear them well … People are rude!

Strolled back down Main and through Grassy Park and out upon the Gulch where we heard the melodious voices of friends Mark and Kari and John and Barry and Ritchie … The Last Call Band … infiltrating all the other sounds on the Gulch … and we went in and listened to the rest of that set … These guys make the party …

But this is supposed to be about Cali the Slut in #2.

So tonight, … (well last night, technically. See above.) … after an hour or so listening to Last Call, we strolled on up to the Silver King where John Beach and friends … I’m actually embarrassed right now that I don’t know their names… but anyway they were on break and we all chatted … and then they played, John Beach on piano and vocals and his nameless friend on harp … an exquisite blend of instrumentation and vocality …

And then Cali came in and flaunted her wares and I said ‘There you are you big slut.’ and her human whom, I’m quite sure, recognized me from last night sat down on the other side of Martha and Cali roamed about the room offering herself to any human who would just touch her … She stepped up to one after another and waited … not insistant … just waited … until that person touched her … ‘Touch Me!’ … she seemed to scream …

And then the evening was over … John Beach and friend stopped playing and we left …

And Cali followed her humans into #2 … Good Night, Cali … Sweet Dreams