Death is Weird, But Life is Weirder
(a remote, wireless blog by laptop/satellite)
I'm in the *Bing* at the moment. The *Bing* is the dance bar where my friend Sunny used to work. And I have just received from mutliple reliable witnesses some immensely relieving yet still troublesome news: Sunny aka LonelyLittleChic is still alive. She was, in fact, in this very bar last night with a guy named John (The Tattoo) Artist. So unless John is tattooing corpses or zombies, Sunny walks alive amongst us. Somewhere.
Here's the eulogy I left on my blog following the unconfirmed report from Your_Conscience that Sunny had died in a tragic traffic accident while moving to Buffalo:
She would always shout “Fire in the Hole!”
Loud above the crowd
To set another shot up. Cuervo. Tequila.
“Fire in the Hole”, always as a reverberating expectation.
Fire in the Soul.
My most memorable time with Sunny was spent on the afternoon of
Now comes a report from Your_Conscience that Sunny , aka LonelyLittleChic is gone.
May she be blessed forever.
So what can be said about all of this?
After Your_Conscience announced her death (he spammed widely around Xanga on July
Yet personally tortured to know more, I returned to the dance bar to ask her former co-workers if they had any more details. They knew nothing as they heard "the news" from me for the first time. They would, however, "inquire around" in a fashion that only a fuzzy part of some underworld be's and wannabe's might be familiar with.
Well, they were all in for a shock as Sunny walked in last night with a "report of my death is greatly exagerated" pronouncement. Brandy. the bargirl, and fiance of the owner's son, and Carson, the table girl, both attested to her ongoing blogworthiness (vitality).
So who is the deceiver? Your_Conscience (Real name: Jason) in some psycho love-revenge ploy to hurt or damage his ex-fiance? Sunny's mother in leading Your_Conscience, by his report, into believing she had died? Or did someone's online persona(s) just devise a conspiratorial deceit to take flight into the night?
I have no idea.
But the girls here tonight are delicious.
And I have but one thing to say:
"Hey, Brandy, I'll have one more."
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