Gut Rumbles
 

January 29, 2007

Cat wisdom

Originally published December 27, 2004

If you meet my friend Catfish, you'll have an immediate reaction: You'll either like him right away, or you'll hang back with an eye on running for the door because you think he's the craziest sumbitch you ever saw. Either reaction is the correct one.

I remember the bonfire in Daffin Park. They stopped doing that on New Year's Eve sometime in the early 60s, when some asshole shot off a bottle rocket, hit a three year-old girl in the face, and put out one of her eyes. I learned a lesson that night: One asshole can ruin EVERYBODY'S party.

this post may offend some people, but if you've got a bitch, sent it to Cat and not me. He's blogging about Savannah and everything he says is true. His recollections are filtered through brown whiskey, but sometimes those are the best ones. He can tell some stories.

And he doesn't have to make that shit up.

Comments

These old posts of Rob's brings back a lot of memories. Last weekend I went to Willy's party and Dave, Rob's brother, was there, I had to look three times to make sure it was not Rob. They both look the same, Cat

Posted by: Catfish on January 29, 2007 05:53 PM

I could see the resemblence when I met Dave, but, man... he looked like he was maybe mid-forties then.
If that...

How's he doing?
(And, how YOU doin'?)

Posted by: Stevie on January 30, 2007 01:26 AM
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