Tuesday, July 7, 2009
A Kiss and a Pool Cue
We're in a bar. Playing pool.
The crowd is drinking coffee, a few cans of Coke and a beer or two. It's 2009, so the smokers spill outside now and then.
I bank the two ball perfectly (YEAH!) and it drains into the side pocket. The pressure's on to make another clever shot (well, not necessarily clever, just successful) when the jukebox brings B.J. Thomas into the room. He's Hooked on a Feelin', just like he was in 1969.
I close my eyes and smile. Because a wish I had back in '69 is coming true. I was 15 back then, and when B.J. sang that song, I wished, oh I wished hard, that I had someone to sing it to. The lyrics, "I-I-I, I'm hooked on a feeling', I'm high on believin', that you're in love with me" meant that someone loved me and, at 15, that was oh, so important.
I'm not 15 anymore, but I do have someone who loves me (l love him, too). And he's playing pool with me in bar in Monroe, WA, just north of Seattle. So I sashay over to my husband, Al, and I sing, "I-I-I, I'm hooked on a feeling', I'm high on believin', that you're in love with me." It feels oh, so important.
Soon, B.J. leaves and in walks Freddie Mercury, followed by Jim Morrison and soon Pink Floyd. Fankie Valli pays a visit as well.
It's a memorable night all round.