Good "I hate the f%@*king Eagles, man!" Saturday Morning, y'all.
Well, ya know, it's one of those pre-programmed stations whose playlist just overplays certain songs and certain groups.
Big Al and I arrived at the counter to the mellow sounds of "Take It To The Limit" to order some coffee. Al always gets a small expresso cappucino. He normally stays only long enough to finish his morning jolt, but today was a bit different.
"Mary, can you change the music. I hate the damn Eagles," I said rather irritably since I hadn't had my first cup yet.
"Dude, exclaimed Big Al, The Big Lebowsky!"
"Hey you mean like the Dude, his Dudeness, Duder, um, the effin El Duderino?"
"Yeh, man, Al said, that line is from the movie,"The Big Lebowsky!"
"Oh man, Mary jumps in and says, I love that movie!"
Next thing you know, we three are recreating our favorite scenes like bowling alley confrontations, the sweater, the rug, the Dude's penchant for a white Russians... stuff like that.
Al and I got our coffees, sat down and for another twenty minutes or so, we're mixing the movie with other subjects like the finer points of welding (Big Al's a metal sculptor) and my Air Force paintings in the Pentagon.(I had just received my new copy of ASAA's "Aero Brush" magazine and brought it along to read.)
His cappucino finished, Al gingerly extracts himself from the leather sofa and as he heads for the door, Al turns and stops, smiles and points to the heavens and says, "I hate the f%@**king Eagles"... Ha!
"Take It Easy" was playing on the radio.
No cups, yet...
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