She walks into the bar and seems out of place. She has a designer bag strapped across her shoulder and matching shoes. Her clothing did not come from any discount store and maybe were custom made. But all this wealth is not something she flaunts. She has an amazing natural beauty that outshines any label she could wear.
She smiles at the bartender and goes to a booth near the back. All she is there for is a beer and a chance to sing some karaoke. This is her once a month drug. The music, the beer and the audience all fuel the memories of lost chances. She gave it all up when he asker her to marry him. In return she has gotten so much, but still longs for things she used to have.
She takes the last drink of her beer setting a tip on the table and starts to head for home. Another night of downhome fun sure beats the solitude she lives every day up on the hill.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – flaunt
He stumbled and his friend Dave said, “Have a nice trip, see you next fall” and started laughing, loudly. Dave was always loud and thought he was funny. Tim knew it was mostly all really bad jokes though.
Tim told Dave, “Thanks, I am ok. I appreciate your concern” in a very sarcastic tone. It went unnoticed though. Dave just kept walking and said, “How long ago did the party start?”
“It was supposed to start at 8 o’clock. Relax, we will still be some of the first people there,” said Tim.
“I am planning on getting toasted. Don’t let me do anything too stupid,” Dave said with a laugh.
Tim said. “Just so long as you aren’t stupid enough to join the guys in tripping out. I guess Erik had a really bad trip at the last party,”
Dave rolled his eyes and said, “I won’t do anything (hopefully) that would jeopardize my trip to Florida next week. And getting way out there might get me in trouble. I only want a good beer buzzl”
Tim grabbed Dave’s shoulder and pointed to the house ahead, “This is the place Dave.”
Dave rubbed his hands together and said, “Onward, I need a beer!”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – trip
There once was a man named Ted
Who had a routine for going to bed
He would drink a cold beer
Then his thoughts he’d clear
And his head would soon feel like lead
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – routine
I need a beer…
Tonight I more or less
Just give up,
So give me a beer
It’s my brain I want to fry.
Too much stress
Has my head spinning –
Maybe if I drown it
The motion will slow
The voices will quiet
And the madness will calm.
It has been beyond
A long day with chaos
And I feel so helpless
So I surrender to my limits.
It’s time for a beer
And a good night of sleep.