Christmas break and twelve days at the Chili Parlor in Austin. Tom Waits met me at the door by throwing an eight ball at me. Waits never seems to change, the bartender and the waitresses seem to live with his antics.
After I picked up the eight ball and put it back on the pool table, he welcomed me with a profantity laced greeting.
I asked "Tom are you ever going to grow up?"
Tom responded with his always quick wit, “Well, it's either kiss me or kill me, that's how I see it.”
It's good to be home.
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