"Garbage cans aren't the safest places to hide stuff, at least not around here."
Jimmy seemed to take losing his mini ice box in stride. He said Gracie wouldn't let him in the bar, "she bein' mean to me today for no reason." When Jimmy followed me through the door Gracie screamed "Out"!
"He's with me."
Gracie gave me a hard look. Sergio was sitting in the corner next to the window talking to Ruben. Jimmy wanted some aspirin because he said he had a bad headache. When Street Jimmy asked for a beer and some chips Gracie screamed , "no". When Jimmy turned to me for help I said, "I'll tell you what , if you proclaim that you're giving your soul to the devil I'll get you a beer and chips." Jimmy thought hard for a moment and then reluctantly said in a barely audible voice, "I gives my soul to the devil."
"I can't hear you."
After some further hesitation Jimmy said in a louder voice, "I gives my soul to the devil."
Sergio let out a yelp, "I heard that, you're fucked Jimmy, God ain't gonna let you in heaven now."
After I gave Jimmy his beer and chips he said to Sergio, "I didn't really mean it."
"Bullshit," Sergio answered , "you can't take your soul back from the devil once you give it. You're in deep shit."
Jimmy insisted he was just kidding. He did, however, say his headache had disapeared.
I told him that Satan was a good move for him. "Satan always wins when he goes head to head with Jesus. And look , your headache disappeared as soon as you gave the devil your soul."
Jimmy appeared perplexed. "I said it but I didn't mean it."
Ruben shook his massive head sternly and told Jimmy, "you can't take it back. God's going to fuck you up good."
While we were having this conversation Juke Box Joe, the Hansen Brothers, Hardware Joe, and Officer Bill came in. They'd just had lunch at Gene and Georgetti's ; they were celebrating Juke Box's 62 birthday. They all agreed that Street Jimmy was forever doomed.
I made it over to Red Orchid at five to seven. All of the actors were assembled at a big table except for Lance, who was going to read the part of Blago. He arrived a few minutes later. I couldn't have hoped for a better first reading . Everyone was good, and Lance was outstanding. The actor that read Marky was also remarkable. After the reading we all came over to the bar and had a few drinks.
This morning Street Jimmy was waiting for me outside the bar. He's quite a sight in his oversized black leather coat and matching leather and fur hat. He said he needed a dollar so he could get some breakfast at McDonold's . "I needs a cheese, bacon an' sausage breakfast sandwich."
"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
Jimmy nodded, "sure 'nuff is. Las' night some big mutha fucka be hustlin' out front an' I told Hawkeye and Mike and they tol' me we both should leave, an' so I gots a stick and then Hawkeye tol' me not to hit the dude so I said I do it with my bare hands but then I remember you tol' me not to be fightin' in front of the lounge so's I didn' hit him. But Hawkeye's been bein' mean to me for no reason."
I gave Jimmy a dollar and told him to have a nice breakfast.
When Faggypants arrived he said he had a marvelous sushi lunch down the street yesterday afternoon.
"I heard. Tobi said she saw you there when she went home."
"I had the box lunch. It was great. Salmon and a bunch of other stuff and I brought my own wine, and with tip the whole thing only came to twenty dollars. I was the only person there."
When I told Faggypants that I can't shake being tired all the time he said he's been tired too. "I think everybody's got the same thing."
When Gracie arrived I told her to move her car around because I got a ticket for changing my neighborhood parking sticker from a seven to a nine and I noticed she got a ticket too. "You bring heat down on me by being so obvious."
This made Gracie laugh, "you're blaming me for your ticket?"
Gracie laughed again.