Liquid sunshine topples down from the sky as I walk the trek up hill that leads to home, one of many I've had in my life, though this is Ma's place. Mom's is a place that will always feel like home no matter where I've been. Reading Scott's text message informing me that he fell off the wagon sent my mind back to an event that occured 18 years ago.
I had been a 24 y/o cutie pie. I was having an affair with the surgeon I worked with at the time, a short, fat Iranian guy 28 years my senior, but damn he was intelligent and one of the funniest motherfuckers I've ever met. He took me down to Rosarita Beach in Mexico in what would have been the summer of 1989. Along with us came a couple friends of his, both MD's, both Iranian, and both with much younger girlfriends.
Well they borrowed their friend's van for the trip and once we got there Mike's friend Bijan got this off road truck right. It had been raining the day before, so it was muddy where Bijan was driving, off road in the middle of nowhere. Bijan and his girl were up front, Mike and I were in the middle, and the other guy whose name I can't recall and his girl were riding on the tailgate. We were all drunk and stoned on pot and codeine feeling no pain.
Bijan was driving like a maniac, there were bumps and small mud hills all over the place, and sure as shit, just as I feared, Bijan deliberately took a muddy bump much too fast and off fell his friend from the truck's tailgate. Goddamn was that guy pissed off. He did a semi flip in the air, fell face first into the mud and when he got back up, his face and beard were covered with mud, save for 2 eye holes.
He was cursing like a drunken sailor with 4 mothers and 10 wives in Farsi waving his fist in the air at Bijan. Mike later told me Bijan's friend had said in Farsi what a fucking asshole Bijan was because he did what he did on purpose. Bijan denied it, but he was full of mischief. The drunk Dr's behaved like a bunch of 18 y/o frat boys on holiday. lol. I love the irony of the memory cause his drunk ass literally fell off the wagon and it hurt. (Would of hurt a hell of a lot more had he not been so drunk i bet)
So whenever I hear the phrase, "he fell off the wagon," the image of a drunk, pissed off, Iranian Dr. covered in mud from head to toe, save for 2 muddy eye holes, waving his fist in the air, cursing LOUDLY in Farsi comes to mind.
Smile at the memory. Sad sigh for Scott. Falling off the wagon hurts.
I had been a 24 y/o cutie pie. I was having an affair with the surgeon I worked with at the time, a short, fat Iranian guy 28 years my senior, but damn he was intelligent and one of the funniest motherfuckers I've ever met. He took me down to Rosarita Beach in Mexico in what would have been the summer of 1989. Along with us came a couple friends of his, both MD's, both Iranian, and both with much younger girlfriends.
Well they borrowed their friend's van for the trip and once we got there Mike's friend Bijan got this off road truck right. It had been raining the day before, so it was muddy where Bijan was driving, off road in the middle of nowhere. Bijan and his girl were up front, Mike and I were in the middle, and the other guy whose name I can't recall and his girl were riding on the tailgate. We were all drunk and stoned on pot and codeine feeling no pain.
Bijan was driving like a maniac, there were bumps and small mud hills all over the place, and sure as shit, just as I feared, Bijan deliberately took a muddy bump much too fast and off fell his friend from the truck's tailgate. Goddamn was that guy pissed off. He did a semi flip in the air, fell face first into the mud and when he got back up, his face and beard were covered with mud, save for 2 eye holes.
He was cursing like a drunken sailor with 4 mothers and 10 wives in Farsi waving his fist in the air at Bijan. Mike later told me Bijan's friend had said in Farsi what a fucking asshole Bijan was because he did what he did on purpose. Bijan denied it, but he was full of mischief. The drunk Dr's behaved like a bunch of 18 y/o frat boys on holiday. lol. I love the irony of the memory cause his drunk ass literally fell off the wagon and it hurt. (Would of hurt a hell of a lot more had he not been so drunk i bet)
So whenever I hear the phrase, "he fell off the wagon," the image of a drunk, pissed off, Iranian Dr. covered in mud from head to toe, save for 2 muddy eye holes, waving his fist in the air, cursing LOUDLY in Farsi comes to mind.
Smile at the memory. Sad sigh for Scott. Falling off the wagon hurts.
