Try this on for size.....the coin story begets more stories...
not one to shy away, I thought I'd share some with you...
Here goes:
"Mine came differently then the others that you've spoke of. I asked him where he recieved the Brazilian piece of silver, he mumbled "dog and duck pub, I was joining the FBI"
I've no real idea what this piece means, what I'm to do with it. Nothing, just a drunk guy that was a friend of a friend...it took awhile, but life started to turn around...before you kknow it? It did, right down the shitter. Again. IRS got me 24 k down, I lost it, truly, went totally postal. I threw my wallet at the woman, along with all of my spare change in my pants pocket. She saw the coin ya know? From the guy? Recognized it...picked it off of the desk. "I know this" she preceded to hand me the number of a really excellent tax lawyer. From there, I got out of that mess, quit blaming the rest of the world and fixed my mess. When I tip now? I tip with silver. Don't think that this came from Sawyer, or Robert, but I did get the story. Rock on.
Jon.
3 friends of Robert, original owner of the piece of silver...
(on our way to Vegas, I remembered)
You warned me, in the subtle way that is you, not ot dive into a pool that was void of water
but what am I if not the one person who would do just that very thing?
So battered and bruised I picked up the phone, telling you everything. At the least, you refrained from offering me the "I told you so's" instead, you spent our time reflecting on the could be's...so you...
you gently reminded me of what the goal was in the first place. And we laughed, well, at least until I cried.
You said that I would be alright. "give it time, no one crosses all of the bridges on one go around. " I knew that you were right...though it did nothing to alleviate the pain of a shattered heart. You offered that broad, brilliant grin of yours and said " I know how it is, I'd like to think that its different for people like you and I, but it simply isn't. Though our time has passed, I too am in ownership of many, many regrets...all regarding you...in particular. "
So the time went by, many months in fact before you showed up at my door.
"I don't want to live worrying about tomorrow, or the regrets that yesterday held"
"I'm not quite certain what you mean"
"yes you are, I know you...remember? save the games for him."
"Speaking of, 'him' wasn't it you who pointed out the code between friends?" he laughed ....while I noticed how his muscular body filled the frame of the doorway. He explained how rules were mean to be broken...
"You're over thinking things again"
"can't help it"
"yes you can...now kiss me, lets break us some rules baby girl"
I looked over at him, ah he's so attractive I thought..."Whatcha thinking about?"
"marrying you. Are you sure that you want to do this?"
"Absolutely, luckiest man in the world."
"Why?"
"because in about an hour, you're going to be mine, last name and all. Hey now, you're not getting cold feet are you?"
"Worried about our mutaul friend"
"Ah yeah, he who has no name...well, his loss my gain"
Don't you feel a bit guilty?"
"Not especially, I wouldn't be here if he was a good man, now would I?"
"true"
"love me forever?"
"yes, you?"
"forever started for me the day that I met you baby girl"
"Oh my gosh..we forgot the rings!"
"no, you forgot, I remembered" later that day, she glanced down at her right hand..."Its beautiful...really, I'm glad that you bought us silver, not gold"
"ah not just any silver baby girl...best mans nickle, maid of honors nickle...and mine" tears welled up in her eyes. "you did this for me?"
"no, you did this for us. Don't you remember when you slipped that nickle into my wallet? said it would bring me good luck? well now I realize exactly what that was"
"and?"
"it was you"
William, Kristin
not one to shy away, I thought I'd share some with you...
Here goes:
"Mine came differently then the others that you've spoke of. I asked him where he recieved the Brazilian piece of silver, he mumbled "dog and duck pub, I was joining the FBI"
I've no real idea what this piece means, what I'm to do with it. Nothing, just a drunk guy that was a friend of a friend...it took awhile, but life started to turn around...before you kknow it? It did, right down the shitter. Again. IRS got me 24 k down, I lost it, truly, went totally postal. I threw my wallet at the woman, along with all of my spare change in my pants pocket. She saw the coin ya know? From the guy? Recognized it...picked it off of the desk. "I know this" she preceded to hand me the number of a really excellent tax lawyer. From there, I got out of that mess, quit blaming the rest of the world and fixed my mess. When I tip now? I tip with silver. Don't think that this came from Sawyer, or Robert, but I did get the story. Rock on.
Jon.
3 friends of Robert, original owner of the piece of silver...
(on our way to Vegas, I remembered)
You warned me, in the subtle way that is you, not ot dive into a pool that was void of water
but what am I if not the one person who would do just that very thing?
So battered and bruised I picked up the phone, telling you everything. At the least, you refrained from offering me the "I told you so's" instead, you spent our time reflecting on the could be's...so you...
you gently reminded me of what the goal was in the first place. And we laughed, well, at least until I cried.
You said that I would be alright. "give it time, no one crosses all of the bridges on one go around. " I knew that you were right...though it did nothing to alleviate the pain of a shattered heart. You offered that broad, brilliant grin of yours and said " I know how it is, I'd like to think that its different for people like you and I, but it simply isn't. Though our time has passed, I too am in ownership of many, many regrets...all regarding you...in particular. "
So the time went by, many months in fact before you showed up at my door.
"I don't want to live worrying about tomorrow, or the regrets that yesterday held"
"I'm not quite certain what you mean"
"yes you are, I know you...remember? save the games for him."
"Speaking of, 'him' wasn't it you who pointed out the code between friends?" he laughed ....while I noticed how his muscular body filled the frame of the doorway. He explained how rules were mean to be broken...
"You're over thinking things again"
"can't help it"
"yes you can...now kiss me, lets break us some rules baby girl"
I looked over at him, ah he's so attractive I thought..."Whatcha thinking about?"
"marrying you. Are you sure that you want to do this?"
"Absolutely, luckiest man in the world."
"Why?"
"because in about an hour, you're going to be mine, last name and all. Hey now, you're not getting cold feet are you?"
"Worried about our mutaul friend"
"Ah yeah, he who has no name...well, his loss my gain"
Don't you feel a bit guilty?"
"Not especially, I wouldn't be here if he was a good man, now would I?"
"true"
"love me forever?"
"yes, you?"
"forever started for me the day that I met you baby girl"
"Oh my gosh..we forgot the rings!"
"no, you forgot, I remembered" later that day, she glanced down at her right hand..."Its beautiful...really, I'm glad that you bought us silver, not gold"
"ah not just any silver baby girl...best mans nickle, maid of honors nickle...and mine" tears welled up in her eyes. "you did this for me?"
"no, you did this for us. Don't you remember when you slipped that nickle into my wallet? said it would bring me good luck? well now I realize exactly what that was"
"and?"
"it was you"
William, Kristin
