Sunday, August 13, 2006

A Land Shark's Tale--part the second


The heat (told Land Shark) of late summer is a heavy and oppressive thing. It does not hold the promise of freedom and adventure of those first few warm days in early June. The city holds the heat like a vile tea cosy and brews a stinking broth of acrid humanity trapped in the close confines of despair and petty aggression. I leave the relative safety of my office and head west along 49th toward The Bishop's Taint, a seedy bar on the outskirts of the garment district frequented by old haberdashers and disgraced lawmen. The Bishop has the two things most cherished by a private detective; a foul blended scotch and information. I needed them both and it didn't matter which I got first. Why? Murder, that's why. Three fish in as many days in various states of decay found floating in the east bay. An old trout found belly up after a domestic spat. Two young cods decide to head to the lower east side looking for some of the hard stuff and end up getting fried...signs of assault and battery. It never changes in the city, life is cheaper than laughs. I enter The Bishop through the tradesman's entrance so as not to cause undue arousal. To my surprise the main bar is almost empty. Harold Sham, the daytime bartender, has his back to me as he cleans his glassware with a filth encrusted rag. An old drunk slouches in his stupor, taking long sips through rotted teeth from a stained glass of slow suicide. He doesn't know I'm there. Well, in fairness, he doesn't know what day it is or what planet he is on. He doesn't know he's alive, and well, maybe he's not. Not any kind of alive that you or I could understand, or recognize, or want. I hate and fear him more than you could know. How tenuous is my grip. How much more heat and dirt and murder and whisky can I take before I am there beside him, or instead of him. Maybe all he is waiting for is me to take his place. I need to shake these thoughts from my mind and remember that I am here for a reason, two actually. I try to smile and call to Sham's still turned back, "A double Old Sheep Shagger on the rocks my good man." Sham turns and looks into my forced grin. "Christing Fuck a shark!!!!!" he screams as his glass shatters on the hardwood. "Oh my shitting Jesus run for your lives!!!!!!!" he continues as he bolts through the front door and out into the late summer heat. I turn and see the old drunk wink as he takes a sip from his filthy glass.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

fascinating, really. I read, and read and get no where. I'm desperately trying to figure out who you are, what makes you tick... you suck me in and then leave me hanging. shame on you. you are hiding behind your blog. come out, come out, whereever you are!! I found your blog on "ymmmy's" comments. I was drawn in by your picture... mezmerized, in fact. don't let me down.

Green Fish said...

Wow...thank you very much. I'm glad you like it. The tag line says it all really..."a timid creative outlet". A chance to be other characters for a bit and be weird just for the sheer enjoyment of it. As for hiding behind my blog...I never really thought about it like that. It spend 99% of my time in the real world and only a few hours a week in the Gravy. Thanks for your kind comments and stay tuned......

Anonymous said...

I don't 100% think you are hiding behind your blog, I actually just wanted to see what your response would be. I am very intrigued by you. You remind a little of friends I had in high-school (but I know from your age, you are not one of them - I am a few years younger than you). And, just for the record, even if you were hiding, you are more than entitled. Some, like "yummy" bear all on thier blog. Others, like you, nothing real. Reading "yummy" amuses me, because I know her. But you amuse me because I don't know you, but am very curious about you. Like I said, you sucked me in. "You had me at "hello"". Keep on bloggin' baby!

Green Fish said...

I'll keep bloggin' away until I cease to be amusing. I started this thing to amuse myself and a couple of friends, but it is honestly gratifying to see that others are getting a smile out of it as well.....thanks again.