February 5, 2013
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The Daily News
1 I’m already over the Niners’ stuff.
2 I have a saloon to run.
3 It is now into the six p.m. yesterday.
4 I am a walking dichotomy.
5 I am over the Niners’ stuff, and yet it keeps coming back and to haunt me.
6 But like most of you, I’m over it.
7 I’m now into the sunset hour of yesterday.
8 I’m listening to some Allman Brothers and trying to enjoy Bonnie and Clyde, this weird film from WAY back-in-the-day.
9 Yay.
10 The Niners’s stuff still haunts me because the stupid media won’t stop with their relentless pursuit of all that happened.
11 <yawn>
12 Dude it happened. Get over it.
13 I tend to like what is going on now.
14 The trouble is, nothing really is.
15 Honestly, the entire Niner thing is all about this: that was not an ending, it was a beginning.
16 I’m proud of my Niners, and nobody will ever convince me otherwise.
17 It was just so bizarre.
18 Instead, I’m sitting here the night before swaying to some old music and some old movie.
19 It is sunset. I’m with my puppy Phoebe who is around a hundred-fifty in dog years.
20 She’s my pal.
21 She’s Charley, and Steinbeckian, if there is such a word.
22 It”s quiet.
23 It’s somewhat reflective.
24 It’s about as bizarre as that game.
25 I must move silently into the present.
26 Which is now.
27 Nobody is home.
28 Well, nobody except me and Charley.
29 Bonnie is now reading this horrible poem to Clyde.
30 In the kitchen the Allman Brothers are playing Desdemona, an awesome blues tune. It’s blasting out of my iPod.
31 My computer just went into CAPS LOCK, one of the most irritating inventions in the history of computers.
32 The outrageously soulful Desdemona continues to rock my early eve.
33 I’m still bereaving.
34 But I trying desperately to keep from saying to myself “Don’t Stop Bereaving.”
35 Sorry.
36 I swear to you.
37 Yesterday I got in there and taught the kids. I came prepared, and delivered the goods.
38 It’s now into the six p.m. Unusual time for me to be doing this. I prefer my insomniacal three a.m. I just got buzzed on my made-up adjective. Hey. Computer. It’s my DN, so I can make up any word I want.
39 I’m already over the Niner stuff. Honestly.
40 The dog is barking at nothing.
41 Next year, Niners’ fans.
42 Don’t stop.
43 The dog is barking at nothing outside. That’s her second round of barking.
44 Niners’ fans: it is just the beginning.
45 Don’t stop bereaving. At least for one more day. It tore my heart out. I feel like something was stolen from me. So you have at least one more day of bereaving.
46 But more important, don’t stop believing.
47 Enough of this.
48 I have a saloon to run.
49 I’m over it.
50 Sort of.
51 I gottago.
52 Nah. I’m over it.
53 Enjoy today.
54 Put everything in perspective, and let us all move forward.
55 I kept it pretty low key yesterday. I had to. I had to go in and throw the kitchen sink at my students. It was obvious which ones were Niners’ fans. They sported their stuff proudly. At the end of each period, I put on Fleetwood Mac’s Landslide from their awesome live album The Dance.
56 They all gathered their backpacks, zipped things up, stood by the door, and I said, “I want to dedicate this song to all the Niners’ fans out there.”
57 Each period, during Lindsay Buckingham’s classic solo, the bell rang, and they soldiered out. My heart bled for the kids wearing their stuff, because other kids were in their faces, but they stood proudly. That stuff is tough enough on an adult, let alone a high school kid.
58 They remained faithful and they stood tall. Landslide worked perfectly. Some of them needed prompting.
59 I said, “This is the song that was played in the Super Bowl commercial that featured the guy hugging his horse.” They lit up. “Oh yeah!!!” they smiled.
60 Well I’ve been afraid of changes ‘cuz I built my life around you.
61 Time makes you bolder; children get older and I’m getting older too.
62 I’m getting older too.
63 Soldiers.
64 I gottago. But first I gotta get out of CAPS LOCK once again. Useless invention.
65 See you again.
66 Peace.
~H~
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