4 old men

A Story by SEA LOVE

4 Old Men
Current mood: amused

Aroma Cafe, April 20, 2006
4 old men smoking their brains out. I thought "oh f**k", as I walked through their cloud past them. They are kind of loud, not annoying.
Billie Holiday is playing, one of them points it out and describes what the song is about. It's called forbidden fruit. I don't hear it's reason, I think its about a black guy.
They talk about Cher and how well she has done for herself, and Madonna.
They are probably in their 60's. Accents, Italian or German. Not real strong. Some French. Regular guys, T-shirts, sweatshirts, glasses. Thet look healthy, I'll bet they still work.
Everything they talk about is nice. Strawberry festival, garlic festival. One says, "They have chocolate covered garlic!" The other adds in, "They have garlic ice cream." One of them has a grandson who is "4 today, I mean 5."
These guys are cool.
Some girl walks in. One of the guys knows her dog and calls to it, "Molly!" She leaves.
One of them is going to Paris.
Should I go smoke with them?
My breakfast is here. I'd better take a picture of it and send it to Jaimie, she hates that.
One guy had a club. He had belly dancers there. He said belly dancing was Egyptian.
Ahhhh! The guy who talks a lot was born and raised in Palestine!
Birds. They eat my taters.
Some stupid couple to my right talk of how to change this place. F**k heads. They smoke too. Pigs. Actually I think he may own this place. Oops.