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gallagher Inner circle 1168 Posts |
When not sitting in a parking lot somewhere,
or Café; contemplating the 'next' Show, the 'last' Show, or the coffee; Monika and I live in in tiny village in the middle of nowhere. The funny thing about 'nowhere' is, it always lays between 'somewhere'(!). Sö, when folks are heading from 'someplace', ...to 'somewhere', and need a place to sleep,.... they often stop..., in "the middle of nowhere". The past winter, an old compagnion, driving from Copenhagen, 300 km's north of 'nowhere'; homeward bound to Heidelberg,.. 300 km's south..... knocked on our door... seeking refuge. ,....hoping for a bath, a hot meal, some stories, songs, jokes, laughs, .....Compagnionship. "Can I stay the night? I'll be driving in the morning." ,three days later, he left. It was winter. Slippery Mike. An old-school One-man-Band. In his prime, he'd played,.. but REALLY played(!) 42 instruments,..! more or less at once(!). Sometimes it was awful(!). Sometimes it was magical,... He never stayed in one town, more then three days(!). ,..he understood his welcome. After a couple evenings of trading tales, showing one-another newspaper clippings, photographs of ourselves,... our heart's pride(!); he turned quiet, and showed me this. He was honestly, sincerely, warm about this. It made me feel good, as well. I thought I'd share it,... to fellow 'lovers of the lane'. http://youtu.be/hQq_I3GO1g8 It made me proud to know him,.. share my bread with him. I agree with his thought. hope you guys take a peek,,. maybe enjoy a bit,.. I'll tell a couple of stories about him, in a few days. (some stories are 'funny',..20 years after they happened,...) For now,. I've to practise,.. good weather tomorrow, Monika's hot,... I'm hanging a bit,..... uuuuhhh. gallagher |
Nala Nosmoht Special user Surrey,B.C. Canada, 641 Posts |
Thank you for sharing that Gallagher, let me know if you ever write a book!
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gallagher Inner circle 1168 Posts |
Hey Nala,
thanks for reading. hey buddy, the way I see it, your book is due first! You never did tell us where you polished your Benson Bowls, so fine(!),.. or where you worked out that Miser's Dream!!,..? I think you're sitting on some tales, waiting to be waggled! hey, have a good Spring. Keep trodding the broadwalk. ,.and greet Ling-Ling for me. gallagher |
writeall Special user Midland, Michigan 930 Posts |
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On Apr 15, 2016, Nala Nosmoht wrote: A very tall and very narrow book. I once went back and found his first posts on the forum. There was a short evolution from... a lot... of ellipses... to the present style. |
gallagher Inner circle 1168 Posts |
Slippery Mike,...two tales.
About thirty-some-odds years ago, if one was panning for gold, Heidelberg was the hole to grube. Like all gold barrs, it was well guarded. The Police and City Officials, were not only mean, ornery, and toothless(!); they were fast(!), never slept,... and clever. Being the bright bulb I am, I typed myself up an 'Official Permission of Exception'. Pressed a Greek 2-Drachma coin, dipped in ink, firmly on the bottom, to 'notorize' the document. As the first Police stopped me, I smiled, showed my 'Permission of Exception'.,,, they studied it carefully,.. one said to the other, "Gosh, I didn't know 'Heidelberg' was spelt with a 'u'. ('Heidelburg'). And isn't it amazing, our city motto is written in Greek,.. backwards, and upside down!" {spelling was never my strength.} ['brave' but 'stupid' doesn't bring one far.] That was a Thursday night. Come Sunday, after spending only two days in jail, I was surprised to have a visitor! Slippery Mike. I was so happy to see ANYBODY(!),.. man,...what a collegue! He lived in Michealstadt, about thirty kilometers up the road, and had read about me in the "Rhein-Neckar Zeitung". "Straßenmmusiker mit falsche Noten und falsche Papiere." ,..."yeah, they had a nice foto of you, though!" gee. thanks. "Anyways. I came by, because I was thinking: you're going to be sitting put here, for a while. And I thought to myself. I thought to myself,..: Can I borrow your car?" (Friends are true Friends, when they are there,.. in times of need. ,...even if the 'needs' are their own!) . . , ! . , . ß. . , . . . . . .. .. .. . . . . . . . . . ö. ö. Another time, our spagettis tangled, in Düsseldorf. We both had a couple of knock-your-socks-off days! (When you make sö much, you need your socks as bags for all your coins(!)) In the Düsseldorfer Old-town, there is a street, with hundreds of pubs,.. door on door, open to the street, table on table,... literally hundreds! They call it, "the longest bar in the world"! True. We met at the first two stools we found free, and began passing compliments, stories of glories, legends of love, drinking beer,.. and speculating WHEN hemmorhoids would be finally cured. We were feeling good. {In Düsseldorf, they drink their beer out of 7oz. glasses(!), nothing taller,..your beer's always fresh!} After a couple of hours, Mike stood and said, "I'm calling it a night. I'll pick up the tab, grab you a last beer, and head back to my waggon." Patted me on the shoulder, smiled, and walked over to the man on the pump. They held up to two tabs. Mike smiled at me. Nodded his head. Gave me the thumbs-up.,.. I smiled back. Nodded.,..and gave him an 'O-K- doekay' sign. The bartender, smiled and nodded, as well. Mike came back, dropped a beer off,.. patted my shoulder again,.. and said, "Enjoy it mate." I did. When I finished, I took my little glass back to the bartender; wished him a "Good night",.. he wished me one, as well,.... then said, "All together, that comes to 82 D-marks." "What"! "....twelve beers. four whiskeys. And your friend said to give me a ten Mark tipp." ,...a ten Mark tipp(!),.. ,with my money,...! I wore one sock home. [we met the next day, on the Streets. he was laughing so hard, his pants almost fell down. he told me, "If it makes you feel any better, I slept TERRIBLY last night." "Guilty conscience?", I asked? "No. I was giggling and kickeling so hard, the tamberine on my one-man-band jingled and rattled all night!"] Slippery Mike. ,twenty years later,.. such stories are kinda funny,.. "Whiskey stories", my grandfather used call them. "...the ripen and warm you more, as they age." gallagher |
D. Yoder Veteran user 376 Posts |
Your stories are a fun read. I would like to meet Slippery Mike someday. I think I know a few people who must be related to him, or at least they see the world in similar ways.
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