130. Barf

It’s all fun and games until somebody gets sick. Then it’s a nickname that torments you into eternity. The embarrassment of earning that title didn’t keep her from being liked by everyone. It took much effort to remember her real name.

129. Rahual MY Cabana Boy

Anyone can call him Rahual. Only one can call him cabana-boy. Energy and alcohol flow from his fingertips like lightening as he launches conversations about final-scores, batting-averages and the middle east. Happily married with children and two jobs. Oh the American-Dream.

128. Porter

A true gentlemen. He liked dining alone. I believe he would pretend his beloved-wife was once again sitting across from him. Longing to be with her again and now he is. I am left tearing up straining manhattans into chilled glasses.

127. Ferme

Leaving family and country to create a better life. 4years away from wife and children can cause loneliness. Believing hard-work erases any indiscretions human desires lead to. Does absence make the heart grow fonder? Or is it outta sight, outta mind?

126. Lori

Her heart would stop if she did. Always moving, busy. First impressions might cause one to surmise the lights are on but (you know the rest)… The opposite is truth. She knows something few others do. Happiness doesn’t require a degree, though she possesses one.

125. One who deals gasoline, cigarettes and conjecture

Creating sad lives for strangers as they fuel-up with gasoline and coffee. She must be terribly unhappy with herself to so freely offer her dark-assumptions free of charge to the next in line. Then I wonder… Am I really any different?