"Ooooooh.......ice..........cream...... " the chic in black leather purred from the table. Her eyes steadied, locked with ours, as we ambled by. We nodded hello's, southern style, and raised our beers. Clink! She didn't blink. She purred. Stretched her legs out, siamese cat style, from under the shadow of the umbrella...
"She likes you, baby" ...I laughed
"She likes you, baby".... he laughed.
Two more steps and we were lost in a sea of bikers. Beer and leather everywhere. No Tequila Sunrises , Bloody Marys, Gin and Tonics.....just a sea of leather boots, stub-nosed, at the best....bottled beers ....and tainted tattoos.
I swam in it. Bask in their Cher and Sam Elliott ambience. They stared at us. Him with his groomed "he's such a nice boy" looks and me, hippiesque and smiling. But there was something Woodstocky here. The way they all bonded together, swayed together, drank together, clanking empty bottles. The way they smiled. The way their laughter rose like smoke rings over the orchestra of revving engines. I liked it.
Hours later we wandered back through the blue-jeaned, black booted crowd, hugging our last beers. She stretched her leg out one more time on our way back..... " ice cream" she whispered.
Pinching my belt loops and leaning in...his words brushed my Sunday afternoon cheek..... "I'm your ice cream man, baby"...
It's Friday.
I'm standing in the drive-way, rolling the crumpled dollar....listening for the rinky dink music..... waiting on the ice cream truck...
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Just about every lind of people is your kind of people sister! Have a good week-end...lots of cold-beer & ice scream if you want!
ILYSVM
beer, bikers and ice cream? i love what you put together. :)
My lake next door is home to a biker festival every year.
Man, the body odor that wafts when the wind blows off the lake...
there is no place you take my mind it doesn't want to be
i feel seduced -and with a whole weekend before me
"to ice cream! in every flavor"
I've been in both ice cream worlds. The latter one is almost a constant now that the weather is nice. Your post just brought back another awesome ice cream memory. Have a great weekend!
I love going to festivals...of all kinds and see the meld of people.
mmmmm, Ice cream sounds good!
What a fun time.
I love biker rallies, and ice cream from a truck too. Good times.
sweetslb....yeah, you gotta love the people, the faces, the noise... You just gotta!
mindy....It just happened! Pretty good cocktail, huh?
scott...I'm sorry. Our bikers are cool! But then, we have free showers at the beach!
she....and with a whole week-end before me, too! Here's to it!
wreckless....I'm glad it brought back good stuff! Clink! To summertime!
bardouble...me too! Especially ones you accidently stumble into!
Anne....so alike! Here's to good times! Let 'em roll.....
jeez, singleton, you can write. the ending was great.
now. i've been thinking. the environment you and skinny describe is very unlike mine. and yet it seems we would/could be effortlessly chatting away over the beer that i don't drink in seconds.
is synchronicity at work? (can't tell you why i'm writing these words..) i get a kick out the the blogs in general but every once in a while i'm wishing for a cup of collective coffee..
:)
:)
Have you any idea how cool you are? Wow.
"We nodded hello's, southern style"..... all in a dream.
I love it. Short and sweet left looking for more. Great stuff!
Y;-) Paddy
KJ....We'll bring the beer, you grab the coffee....Let the endless conversation begin! Hey! Can you Toast with a coffee cup?
Enemy...:) It's the roadtrip that's cool, and the circle......the never ending circle!
paddy...."all in a dream" and you know what? It left me looking for more....It always does... :)
I've never had the pleasure of waiting for the ice cream truck :(
I have been there.
A sea of Harleys.
Revving their engines at sunrise. Not yet having been to sleep.
Beckoning to the brown van, "...come here girls!!! We've got the CSNY playing over here!"
Stumbling out of said van, maybe, I think, 6 hours later. Big smiles. Lots of new friends.
Life is good.
And now I am married and all of that is a distant memoire.
xo
Blue
Only in my dreams... I just wear the harley T-shirts and sweat shirts. :(
HEY! but I got my dreams!! ;)
Singleton,
I tagged you, see my last post. I don't usually do these, I don't like them, but as you will see this worked as a catalyst for my expression this time.
No pressure, if you want, participate, if not, I love you.
Slainte~
Rachelle
Orhan....Then you'll just have to pretend! :)
Blue....A distant memory, but a gift....How awesome is that we can gift wrap our past, tote it from house to house, life to life, and every now and then, untie the ribbons and peek into a smile again! Memories, we gotta always, always make 'em....
Angela Marie....Girl, I live in a dream! If it weren't for those, life would be in black and white way too often!
Rachelle....You tagged me a long time ago, girl, the moment we crossed worlds! I'm sending you prayers of peace today, and love...
Slainte~
Clink~
Dang your post remind me of places and people everytime I read them. There's a Harley Davidson plant outside of KC and I dig going to a bar that someone has put out there next to it. It has a floor that slants and wood exposed walls. Best bar in town. You can order a shot of Jack and a side of van ice cream!
Shit, sponger, next time I go to KC, take me to that bar!
i luved your story, it fluffed alot of sunken memories...
k
:))
yup singleton, i can toast. i ask for cranberry juice and soda water with a twist of lime in a wine glass, please. then i enjoy the feel of the stemware, appreciate the (usually) good folks around me and count my blessings. or then again, sometimes i just take a swig and superficially enjoy myself...
ps i look forward to hearing about chance.
:)
Spongy....There's nothing better than a slanted flooor......It feels good! And it always tilts the right way!
Enemy....Florida, baby, Florida....
karoline....we're making memories! And mermaids love anything that's sunken......
kj....then clink!Toast! Cheers! And there's nothing superflicious about that!
p.s....and you will.....
Pretend, ftw :)
Orhan....and there's an art to that! And it can be a good one!
Wow. Awesome writing. Do you publish, outside of blogging?
Wow, Sing-y. You melt me. Like ice cream. That was hot. The way you bend words. I admire your wire.
katherine....TY, and no, I don't, this is just the ramblings of my everyday ride....My heart is in justgivemepeace....thank you for the kind words!
gawpo....Silly guy! You can't bend words!
That was totally captivating. Thanks.
justacoolcat....LOL! It must be the ice cream!
I just grinned huge reading this. You know the grin...
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