The mood

I think what I always have liked about FEATHERS is that it’s the home of “…happily ever after.”
In the early days when ever I went to the bar I would be able to forget my troubles and just live a second life (this was before cyber lives like Farmville and such). The second life was never connected to the first life. Confused? I was at the time. As much as I was a bar star when I woke up in the morning I was just a nobody living for the bar fame.
I don’t mean nobody in a negative way, it was just such a high place that we were on at the bar. No one could touch and everyone wanted to be us. We would walk through the bar and the customers would part and make way for us to go by. Everyone knew us. Hank was cool in one way. He would not let us be photographed or advertize in the magazines. “They know we’re here, why waste the money advertizing?” Hank would remark. At the time I didn’t agree, but people came. We were known for our Monday Dollar Nights, and our exclusive performers and shows. It was the Golden Era of the bar and I don’t say it to down play its popularity today, it’s just missing the people who like the place. I cannot remember ever complaining about the place. I don’t remember customers complaining about the place. Today everyone wants someone from the place not realizing the place is just a place and it’s the people that make it what it is…
Till tomorrow, be kind
I am writing short paragraphs because I am in the middle of midterms and school work. I will return to full stories soon.