Kabuki Flamenco's blog: "Rants from the lunatic Fringe"

"Yo Tom, I need a ride home. Fuck'n, Jessie and Laurie, left without me." "Alright, Let me see what I can do." Tom, yelled back across the throng of people squeezed into his living room. 20 minutes later...Tom finds Koy, sitting in the dark in the front porch on the couch by himself, looking out the window. "Brooklyn, This is Koy." Tom, announces..."Alright man, she's leaving, and she said she would drop you off. So, she's all yours." "Kool, Thx. I appreciate it." "Don't thank me...thank her. I aint the one who has to drive ya. Hell, I can hardly see straight, anyway." Koy gets up from the couch, looks at Brooklyn and says, "Thx...I didnt wanna get stuck here...and seriously, I do appreciate it." "No problem. Are you ready to go, then?", Broklyn replied "Yeah...I been ready. Let's go." They both head outside...while Koy follows Brooklyn to her car. "So, how do you know, Tom?" Koy asked "He used to date my friend, Kara...a while back. He called me up, the other night and said he was having a lil get together over at his place, and that I should come over and check it out. I wasnt sure I even wanted to come though. He's a little crazy", She said in an amused kind of way. Brooklyn pops the locks on her car and they both get inside. "It aint him that's crazy." Koy said, "Well, maybe a little. It's his pop who's crazy. His dad just sits upstairs in his bedroom hibernating all the time with a Beer-Meister getting completely smashed. Like two weeks ago, I was over there...and his pop came running down the stairs like a nut, swinging one of those world war II, samuri swords. He was like, "You Goddamn sun-na-mah bitches, get outta my house. I'll kill you mudder fukas." Dood, it was nuts. everyone went running outside. Tom and his dad are like wrestling around in the kitchen, knocking shit over. The girls are all freaking out. And all of us guys, are just laughing and cheering the Dad on. Now, that was crazy." "That's too much drama for me. I'm glad I wasnt there. I almost wasnt going to come over tonight. It was boring anyway. Soooo, where do you live?" "You know where Clark's Industrial Glass, is? Near the Auto Mall?" "Ummm, I know where the Auto mall is...That's on Passyunk Ave, right?" "yeah...exactly..after you get on passyunk...and pass the Auto Mall..Clark's is like 4 lights down on the left hand side. Just make a left, when we get there...and then, I'm like 3 streets down the block." "Ok, that doesnt sound hard" Brooklyn replied. "Nah, it's real easy. So, is your name really, Brooklyn?" "Why wouldnt it be?" "I dunno, people always make up some weird ass pseudo names and shit. I met some dude tonight. I was like, "what's your name?" He told me it was, Kit-kat. I rolled my eyes. I was like, "dude, what's your real name?" He said, "Kit-Kat" I said..What's your mom and dad call ya..aint no way they call you some shit like Kit-Kat. What's your real name? He said, "Pat" I jus kinda snickered and was like, "Dude,...I'll call ya, Pat." Kit-kat, my ass, ya know?" "Well, Brooklyn is what it says on my birth certifcate, Just dont shorten it or abbreviate it. I hate that. Just simple ole', Brooklyn. That shouldnt be too hard, for a smart guy like you." She jokingly said. Koy just gave her a wispy smile and a nod. "Ok, there's Clark's...So make a left here." "How far down is it? What's the address?" "Like 3 streets down, 386 Gibson Road. I'm on the left hand side" "Ok, I think we're here. That's yours right?", Brooklyn asked while pointing to the house. "Yeap, That's me. So, I notice you smoke Marlboro lights. I aint got no smokes on me. Ya mind, if I get one of yours?" "Sure, take as many as ya want." Brooklyn said while passing Koy over her pack of Marlboros. "Is that a fact? I just may have to take you up on that. Ok, I'm gonna take 3. Is that cool?" "Yeah, hun, it's fine" Koy slides Brooklyn back her cigerrettes and says, "So, am I gonna see you again?" "Well, You hang out at Tom's and I know where ya live, So, I guess I know where to find ya." "Do ya see yourself trying to find me?" "Ya never know" Brooklyn giggled back. "Riiiiight" Koy said, as he rolled his eyes and opened up the car door. "Alright Hun, its been a long night...So go get yourself some sleep. You look like you need it. Or maybe a cold shower." Brooklyn teasingly remarked. Koy took one last stare at Brooklyn before he closed the Car door, wrinkled his brow, and said, "Uh huh, Anyway, Thanks for the ride. Drive safe." Koy watched as the car puttered off down the road untill it was jus a blur. He went inside the house and marched up to his bedroom. With a loud thud he plopped onto his bed and thought to himself, all he had to remember Brooklyn by were the 3 smokes he took from her...and with that...he reached into his front pant pocket pulled out a book of matches and lit one of the cigerrettes...he closed his eyes...took a deep inhale and thought...The End