Happy New Year II

[Guest guest]

Yo Chris,

 

> Happy New Years Butch

 

Thankee mucho .. hope you had a gud'un.

 

> Both you and Bade be good, and y'all both watch breaking those hearts

>

 

She does that fer'shur .. you know her. Little gal is a fox and a half

and knows it. ;-p

 

Took the little gals down to the Papsi bar at 1630 .. Yeliz (the little

gal that read your palm and your coffee cup), Bade and the maid/cook who

you also met. Took my flakey, knucklehead accountant .. Oktay .. cause

its the only time in the year I talk to him. ;-p Also .. took a little

gal who is 16 years old .. sent by a high school to do apprenticeship

with my company 3 days a week. They still have such programs in Turkey

and its better than classroom in many ways as they get real-life work

experience.

 

Anyway .. Bade was on the wagon cause she was gonna prowl later .. and

the maid doesn't drink cause she has never tasted alcohol. But Oktay

and the other little gals started swigging beer fast cause the gals got

to get home early and Oktay doesn't get a kichen pass all that often so

he didn't wanna spoil it. Got funny after a while and they started to

wave arms and crap and we only dumped three glasses of beer on the table

the whole time .. told the waiter the table leg was shakey so fill it up

again on the house. ;-p

 

They all left around 1930 and I headed back to the office to work a bit

cause I planned to return to Papsi around midnight or so. But I didn't

get back there till a half hour after 2003 came in. Walked in and a lot

of folks were doing a type of folk dance that men can dance with men or

women with women or men and women together .. but its normally two who

perform it. Lots of leg bending and arms outstretched and hand movement

and such .. any of you who say Zorba the Greek know what I mean cause it

is much like that.

 

So .. Sedat, the owner, grabs me and says I gotta dance. Hell, at that

time I was stone sober so I told him I gotta have a beer or two first.

He tells the bartender to gimme 4 fingers of Jack Daniels .. and he does

and I knock it out and then sit down with a cold Efes. About 5 or 10

minutes later .. the professional Belly Dancer came in. Watched her do

things that normal human folks can't do and by the time she done gone

I'm ready to dance By Gawd .. and dance I did for the next hour or two.

 

Wasn't hard to do cause in that particular dance they were doing, though

there is no contact with the partner .. its still a very exotic and in

fact, erotic dance when purty Turkish gals whut took Oriental Dancing

(what some call Belly Dancing) in High School Gym Class anyhow is doing

the dancing .. and it dang sho'nuf wasn't no shortage of purty Turkish

wimmens there all decked out to win beauty contests like the one done

whut took Miss World a couple of weeks ago and then the one did whut

took #2 in the Miss Europe contest last week. ;-p

 

So .. we ate Finger Borek and sausages and fried taters and this and

that meze and drank champagne and beer and Jack Daniels and Raki and

whatever happened to come to mind next. Good thing about Turkish bars

is that mens don't hit on wimmens whut ain't with them .. matters not if

they're drunk or sober .. it ain't done. And that keeps me real calm

and saves skin on my knuckles cause I don't like that nohow.

 

After the Papsi closed around 3:30 I went around the corner to an

Iskembicisi and had a bowl of Tripe Soup .. lots of vinegar, lemon,

garlic and sumac in it .. larp'in good and gar-an-teed to knock out a

hangover afore it comes around.

 

Hit the sack around 4:30 and got up around noon. This morning I can say

that my head was fine .. and my legs were a bit tired. It ain't like I

do such dances every day .. more like 2-3 times a year.

 

No I'm still a Suthran traditionalist enough to know that if'n I don't

git the rite vittles on New Year its gonna be a tough year ahead. So I

had me a can of Black Eye Peas set back .. but it ain't easy to get no

Hawg Jawls over here so I had to compromise a bit .. with a can of Spam.

Don't laugh y'all .. that's called field expediency. ;-p

 

Anyhow .. I ain't never been one for planning whut most folks would call

a decent meal. I eat most of my meals outside and when I do cook, I do

what I like and them whut thinks it don't go together ain't watched real

good when I shovel it in cause it all goes together good and to the same

place it goes and leaves me smiling afterwards.

 

Today I had my Black Eyed Peas, my small can of Spam, boiled up some

Brussel Sprouts and then swamped them in a bowl with Extra-Virgin Olive

Oil, had a small can of Niblets corn and a big old fat and thick ripe

red sweet pepper .. topped off with a buncha black and green olives and

a slab of sorta mature Kasar cheese. Larping good it was too.

 

So .. hoping y'all had a gud'un too .. :-P

 

> *Hugs*

> Chris (list mom)

> http://www.alittleolfactory.com

 

Y'all keep smiling, Butch :-D http://www.AV-AT.com

 

> Also .. wanna say its been nice tawking with all y'all this year

> and I wish the best to you and yours for the coming year. :-P

>

> Regards and keep smiling, Butch http://www.AV-AT.com

>

> PS: As I hit the Send Button .. it is EXACTLY 4:18 PM here.