Saturday, January 3, 2009

A lifelong reality becomes a dream

"Want to buy a cookie?"
~ The German Guy who owned The Donut Shoppe


It's here. Finally technology and fate are making the famous Moonpie Chronicles available to the world. With all new "Where are they now?" segments and shit like that.

10 comments:

  1. Eldorado High school was the starting point in all of this. The school produced movie directors, musicians and big business owners. Then there were guys like me, a free spirit turned loose in the land of enchantment.I was a new guy in school but I soon learned that there were alot of new guys whos parents ended up in Albuquerque for a variety of reasons.More later on my meeting Rick and the journey of 33 years that has now brought you to the Moonpie. Stand by for a ride that you will not soon forget.

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  2. Gun shots and bong hits weren't the only thing happening in Albuquerque in 1975. A little program called Monty Pythons Flying Circus was on the BBC and Rick had actually became a member of the fan club early on. I was jealous of the cool 8x10 b&w photos he had to prove this. While ditching class, we would go to the strip shopping center next door, buy a paper from England and read the classifieds for swinger roommates while eating a dougnut. Everyday the German behind the counter was trying to push his "cookies". "Want to buy a cookie?". "two chocolate glazed," Rick would say as we scrammbled together our change to pay the $0.72 for two doughnuts. Aside from Panama red and chocolate, our enthusiasum for Monty Python was unequaled. Other kids in the hall would look at Rick and I as if we were crazy when one of us would say something stupid like, "Do you in fact have any cheese here at all?". They didn't get the joke until 2 years later. Rick and I chose the doughnut shop to hang out instead of the arcade because every 45 minutes the arcaded got busted by the then vice principle Mr. Coffee who would corral all the long haired, hip-hugging, bell-bottom wearers back to the school. "What do you think of my new necklace?", I asked Rick. "It's carved like a big claw with some kind of inlay." "Oh, yeh, cool. Hey look, this apartment in Dorchester is only about $400.00 a month". I let the necklace slip through my fingers and fall back to my t-shirt and went back to watching the cars pass by on Montgomery Blvd. "Want a refill on the coffee?", Rick asked. "I'm good, let's go," and I stood to leave. "I bet we could get a job in England if......" Ricks voice trailed off, " it's just I'm awfully fond of dogs...."

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  3. Wow. A big time realtor now days. He looks pretty good for having to deal with the likes of us for so many years.

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  4. I know. When I think of some of the things he hassled me about... in retrospect, I'm lucky he didn't just kick may ass on general principles. (Hah! No pun intended) (Cuz, it's like, he was the PrinciPAL and he would... ummm. you know.. kick my ass on princiPLEs..and.... yeah. Hah.)

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  5. Huh? OK. Wait. What the... DUDE! Jesus!!

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  6. There is a picture of Rick that I took one day leaving the doughnut shop on our way back to class. Rick is walking down the sidewalk trying to find some paper in his back pocket that he needs for class. The look on his face is so funny. His face is like "where the fuck is that......" Rick, the man with 'the fool inside'.

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  7. Yes, that photo will be posted soon.

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  8. Oh wow...Coffee was assistant principal at Manzano when I went there.

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  9. Really? Who was the guy at Sandia? Seems like he retired after you graduated and became a realtor or something.

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