About a week ago, I ventured back to Johnny V's for the third time in a fortnight -- I think, officially re-christening me as a regular (after five years, or a bit more, apart) -- and prior to leaving, the host (who has been pulling third-shifts there since '98 or so) asked who it was with whom I used to eat there all the time. I explained, Oh, Dave T-----; taller fella, about 6'5", swarthy... Heard he likes to take in Landmark Lanes now, not so much for the rolling, as the hooch.
The host replied, Yeah, and I think I have seen 'im in here a few times, still. And I just said, Say hello for me sometime, if-when you see him around....
Additionally, I inquired about a coupla waitresses who worked there a bit ago -- say, end of '01 -- and with whom I had gone to high-school. Courtney (shares her last name with a pop-punker, but presumably not relatedly) and Alison (shares her name with a favorite of classical music heads and Nazis, but probably not related either). The host noted that Courtney didn't work at Johnny V's anymore, but didn't know to what she was getting up, only that she still lived just down the street at her ma's. Meanwhile, Alison...
The host's precise words were, She was always a little goofy -- this shocked the shit out of me to learn -- but when her mom died, she kind of lost it.
Now, it never would have crossed my mind, in high-school, to have thought, You know, I am "eccentric" (to be kind), and my friends are interesting types, but Alison, she crazy. It just wouldn't have gone. Sure, she was TALL, so kind of gangly, and she liked the rock music (Foo Fighters, anyway; I remember encountering her and one of the Swan girls at the FF/that dog. show at the Riverside, March '06) and probably the weed, but was she goofy..?
Maybe if-when stoned. But, what potter isn't, at such time as when smoking?
The news-opinion from the host just really hit me then. The things you learn, years later... Makes me take another view of high-school, that's for sure.
Though, I am still pissed that I went to the only high-school in the country that wouldn't let peoples go to Prom stag. What was Ronald Bieri smoking?... Oh, yeah, that's right -- cock. He was smoking cock.
The host replied, Yeah, and I think I have seen 'im in here a few times, still. And I just said, Say hello for me sometime, if-when you see him around....
Additionally, I inquired about a coupla waitresses who worked there a bit ago -- say, end of '01 -- and with whom I had gone to high-school. Courtney (shares her last name with a pop-punker, but presumably not relatedly) and Alison (shares her name with a favorite of classical music heads and Nazis, but probably not related either). The host noted that Courtney didn't work at Johnny V's anymore, but didn't know to what she was getting up, only that she still lived just down the street at her ma's. Meanwhile, Alison...
The host's precise words were, She was always a little goofy -- this shocked the shit out of me to learn -- but when her mom died, she kind of lost it.
Now, it never would have crossed my mind, in high-school, to have thought, You know, I am "eccentric" (to be kind), and my friends are interesting types, but Alison, she crazy. It just wouldn't have gone. Sure, she was TALL, so kind of gangly, and she liked the rock music (Foo Fighters, anyway; I remember encountering her and one of the Swan girls at the FF/that dog. show at the Riverside, March '06) and probably the weed, but was she goofy..?
Maybe if-when stoned. But, what potter isn't, at such time as when smoking?
The news-opinion from the host just really hit me then. The things you learn, years later... Makes me take another view of high-school, that's for sure.
Though, I am still pissed that I went to the only high-school in the country that wouldn't let peoples go to Prom stag. What was Ronald Bieri smoking?... Oh, yeah, that's right -- cock. He was smoking cock.