Saturday, June 2, 2018

Belinda's Cafe - by Charlie Macias



She was good at writing little notes to herself. She was good at making lists. To-Do lists mostly. And sometimes things on the lists actually got done!

She had prepped and listed for all that needed to get done for the gathering. Cooking, baking, and cleaning the place.

All were enjoying themselves so she felt happy.

(Alternate dark ending)

What did and didn’t get done? Let’s take a look at her list! Got done: make cake, make soup, wash utensils. What didn’t get done: meet new people, stop living in an imaginary world, get out of the house once in a while.

New item on her checklist? “Don’t call Charlie an insensitive jerk-off.”

Sunday, February 18, 2018

Threesome – by Charlie Macias


1.   The talk was......decent.   It didn't break any barriers. It didn't invoke revolution. Some people described it as staid and proper. Many just walked on by. Now it has been institutionalized and many folk enjoy decent conversation. Or, as the millennials say: decent convo.

2.   Seattle cannot hear you. Heck, even Portland shrugs its shoulders. You DID conjure up something the other night, though. Too bad you can’t remember it. So we seek out the gods for help. Too bad you don’t believe in god. It’s that misty, rainy, wet weather that messes with my good vibes going north.


3.   And suddenly there were two. Out of the blue. Let’s just say that I woke myself up real fast! Yes, it was unreal. But the possibility had not come about for a long time. What to do? “What to do??????” Idiot. Nothing’s going to happen. You had that stupid smile on your face the whole time. Yet it was this wonderful thing coming out of nowhere, coming on the start of a crappy day. What a stupid smile.

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Are We Calm Yet? -by Charlie Macias


Are we calm yet?
No.
Are we calm yet?
I don't know when things will get calm again.
Are we calm yet?
No, but I just want to taste it.
I know it will be so good.
Are we calm yet?
What?! Did I throw away most of the people in my life?!!
Are we calm yet?
Give me a map with directions and I'll work to get there!
Are we calm yet?
You kidding me or something?
Are we calm yet?
In this order: quiet, peace, contentment.
Are we calm yet?
Sigh.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

An American Girl - by Charlie Macias


Chicka-ha! And she fell down when I explained. It was an avalanche of good tide. The ones that were single didn't thrill me, but the other eight were gems. An early rap struck me strange, but it slowly grew on me. There were two mystery girls at the time. I walked out into the rain.

Monday, February 29, 2016

A Silly One for February 29 – by Charlie Macias


February 29th doesn’t come around very often so I put together a quick one to celebrate. It’s silly and makes no sense, but what the heck!

Yes, the story takes place on a ship—
Bingo, bang-o, bunco
The cow jumped over the moon
I was maybe mesmerized
But it happened way too soon

The shoes, the shoes!  Thank you!
You’re looking pretty hot yourself
Needed to be holding you
But I got thrown into the kelp!

Ok, so in Doris’ painting it looks like the young woman is in a lily pond NOT necessarily in kelp. 
That’s what happens when you do a quick one. Yep, blame me.


The lily pond theme would go better with a tribute to L.A.’s Echo Park (known for its lily pond). But there are already so many parks—and not a lot of February 29s. Ok, thanks for reading. Everybody back to work! Hi to March 1st

(Please note: no people, kelp nor cows were hurt in this silliness)

Thursday, December 10, 2015

The December Dream – by Charlie Macias



She and I had a typical nutty conversation at lunch. She was my colleague at work and this was a usual routine. The topics went all over the place. We came to talk about dreams. I was given a dream challenge.

I remarked that I could never remember my dreams. I could remember dreaming, but not the content. She suggested that I will myself to remember my next dream. Each night this week I should give myself a little suggestion as I go to sleep: I will remember tonight’s dream. I was to do it every night until I actually dreamed.

So I gave it a go.

That first night was rough. I was not able to fall asleep. I tossed and turned. I remember looking at the clock and it was 2 AM.

Then I fell asleep.

I must have because I awoke to the morning light. And I could remember my dream! Half-awake, I smiled.

The dream I had concerned someone’s December birthday - a young woman’s birthday. It was a sad occasion since most of her friends and family forgot it. You see, between Thanksgiving, Xmas and New Year’s everyone is so busy. A birthday that falls in December just doesn’t get the same attention as one earlier in the year.

The dream was weird because it was like I was looking into this woman’s world, but not participating. Yet I felt her sadness at being forgotten and I felt bad for her.

I woke up and smiled that I remembered my dream, but I was not so happy that it was a sad dream.

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Anemone Anyone? – by Charlie Macias


All the expert chefs and restaurant owners told me it was time to move on. So I picked a new spot to start over, shipped my stuff ahead and went on a little side trip. I thought back on the fateful meeting. All the usual faces were there. Most of them sitting there, hands folded on the table looking like they just ate something  sour, couldn’t smile even if you’d told them they’d just won the lottery.

They asked for fresh new ideas. I ran with my shrimp enchiladas proposal. It was just something that came to me in a dream I once had.  They didn’t react. They just sat there. What?!! Did they want me to jump on the table and dance a jig for them?!!  I wanted to shake them. Wake up, this is a good idea!!!

I got lost on my little side trip. I thought I was pretty good at navigating the territory. I must have done some wandering.  I thought I was circling back to my original location, but not quite. Fortunately, I ran into some nice folks that set me on the correct path.

They were a couple that ran a spa and tourist center. They had escaped the rat race and purchased a spot to share with visitors their love of the reef, the squid and the octopus. I sat with them at lunch one day and told them part of my story. I mentioned my enchiladas. They said I could come back sometime and try it out on them. If they liked it maybe they’d add it to their menu.


It was no guarantee, but at least they were willing to give me a chance.