RestRoom – Chuck the Blogger Guy

I’ll watch the bag. You go pee.

After celebrating Christmas with the In-laws on the mainland. Wife and I were sitting in the waiting area at the San Francisco airport or SFO. Waiting on our plane to depart going back to Honolulu to our island home. Then a distinguished swarthy looking middle eastern man in a nice gray tailored suit andContinue reading “I’ll watch the bag. You go pee.”

The hidden refuge for Okie meditation.

Okie Haiku. The house of The outside. Hole most deep. Tissues of Sears. Charles

Only five-cents for a bottle of dark deliciousness.

The big red machine. It was big as a Frigidaire refrigerator. But with one exception. It wasn’t white like the one in my mom’s kitchen. It was a bit bigger but very red. Often found outside on the curbing around a gas station. And scribed across its front in large white lettering was ‘CokeOfCola.’ TheContinue reading “Only five-cents for a bottle of dark deliciousness.”