it was a sleepy new year's...

it was a sleepy new year's eve afternoon in my old shoe (worn, less comfy than it used to be, almost never seen in public)sinkhole of depravity...perky semi-attractive bargirl, festooned with holiday lights, pretzels on the bar, and a highly suspicious and wisely ignored mini-buffet against the back wall...all the usual too familiar suspects were in the house..the buxom asian who lets it all hang out on stage and noted for price gouging in the back, a skittish waif who looks passable from afar in the semi-darkness then ages twenty years up close on the tip prowl, the supreme house BJ queen who was a sensation a year ago when she burst onto the scene enthusiastic and thin...now as beat, dour and fat as any over-worked swallower...finally (and thank god there's almost always one) a most personable and attractive girl @ thirty who performed a low keyed and sensual set on stage and displayed a positively warm and human disposition on the go-round-as she practiced the ancient and mostly lost art of the barside crawl...sort of a jennifer tilley look without the wackiness...she had my undivided attention and gratitude for being the only creature between me and a complete wash-out-just like that old whore of a year-2012. here's hoping the New One belies its unlucky number and looks up for us all-saints and sinners alike.