{"id":514,"date":"2006-07-16T17:18:00","date_gmt":"2006-07-16T17:18:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/wordpress\/?p=514"},"modified":"2006-07-16T17:18:00","modified_gmt":"2006-07-16T17:18:00","slug":"sunday-update-sad-story-70s-videos-and-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/2006\/07\/16\/sunday-update-sad-story-70s-videos-and-more\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday update: Sad story, &#8217;70s videos, and more"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This one&#8217;s going to start off on sad note, sorry.<\/p>\n<p>One night a few years ago, on a Saturday night I had plans to meet up with some friends at Raiford&#8217;s.  As many of you know, I like to dress up when I go there, and I selected a baby blue leisure suit to wear, along with disco medallion and platform shoes.  As I walked down the Main Street Mall, one of the local homeless guys called out to me.  &#8220;Dude!  That suit is bad-ass, man.  Where did you get that suit?  You lookin&#8217; <span style=\"font-style:italic;\">sharp<\/span>, bro.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>From that point on I&#8217;d usually see him a few times a week.  He&#8217;d often be sitting on the bench in front of Family Dollar, or I&#8217;d see him walking around on Main Street or Second Street.  &#8220;Suit man!&#8221; he&#8217;d call out to me.  He rarely asked for money &#8211; maybe one time out of 10.  Usually he just wanted to talk.<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;d see me walking down Main on a Friday night and call out, &#8220;Suit man!  How come you ain&#8217;t got the suit on?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;d see me walking down Main at 10:00 on a Tuesday morning and call out, &#8220;Suit man!  How come you ain&#8217;t got the suit on?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Last summer, my friends called and said, &#8220;Hey, we&#8217;re thinking about going to Raiford&#8217;s Friday night.  Want to go?&#8221;  Of course I said yes &#8211; doesn&#8217;t take much convincing to get me to Raiford&#8217;s.  I was excited.  Finally, the guy would get to see me in the suit.  That would make his day.<\/p>\n<p>Walking around that week, I saw him on his usual bench.  &#8220;Look for me Friday night,&#8221; I told him.  &#8220;I&#8217;m going to have the suit on!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>That Friday, I walked around all over downtown with that suit on looking for him.  People thought I was out of my mind.  Why was I wandering around in a blue leisure suit?  Finally I found him.  &#8220;Suit man!&#8221; he said.  &#8220;Lookin&#8217; sharp!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>A few months later, he disappeared.  To tell the truth, I didn&#8217;t even notice.  There were other homeless guys sitting on that bench.<\/p>\n<p>So last night about 11, I went out, heading toward Blues City to see The Dempseys.  As I walked down the Main Street Mall, a guy in a wheelchair rolled up to me.  I started to walk away, since I didn&#8217;t recognize him and figured he was there to ask for money.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hey man!  Hey!  Remember me?  You know me!&#8221;  It took me a minute&#8230; he didn&#8217;t look like any of the guys in wheelchairs I had seen downtown before.  Then he said, &#8220;Where&#8217;s the suit, man?&#8221;  And I realized it was <span style=\"font-style:italic;\">him<\/span>.  &#8220;Yeah, man, they cut my legs off, diabetes, you know, so I&#8217;m in a chair now.&#8221;  Wow.  I had seen him walking around for years, and how his legs were gone.  And yet, he still had the same smile on his face.  He hadn&#8217;t changed a bit except for the legs.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I&#8217;ll take a Tuesday morning off work sometime soon and put the baby blue leisure suit and walk around downtown, just for him.  So what if the rest of the city thinks I&#8217;ve lost my mind.<\/p>\n<p>Okay&#8230; on to happier things&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I went and saw The Dempseys last night.  They had a great crowd&#8230; there were several girls dancing their hearts out in front of the stage.  One of them had a tube top on but it stayed up.  Blast!<\/p>\n<p>In between sets I went over and sat at the bar at George Paul&#8217;s Last Call and watched TV, and saw a commercial for a DVD set that looked really cool.  It&#8217;s called <a href=\"http:\/\/www.midnightspecial.com\">The Midnight Special<\/a>, and it&#8217;s performances from a TV show of the same name that ran from 1972 to 1981.  There are videos from bands of all genres of that era &#8211; Elton John, Ray Charles, Blondie, the Bee Gees, Aerosmith, etc.  Looks like a fun DVD set.<\/p>\n<p>So now it&#8217;s Sunday.  I just posted my <a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.commercialappeal.com\/deal\/\">Deal of the Week<\/a> on my Commercial Appeal blog.  Here are the plans for the day:<\/p>\n<p>11 AM &#8211; 2 PM:  Sit at Sleep Out&#8217;s and drink<br \/>2 PM &#8211; 5 PM:  Sit at Sleep Out&#8217;s and drink<br \/>5 PM &#8211; 9 PM:  Sit at Sleep Out&#8217;s and drink<\/p>\n<p>As you can tell, I have a full day planned.  After 9 I may do something different, like go to the Flying Saucer and drink.  And see the waitresses.<\/p>\n<p>I would like to extend my compliments to NTN Trivia, provider of the video crack that keeps my ass glued to the chair at Sleep Out&#8217;s all day.  They used to interrupt the regularly scheduled trivia with a game called &#8220;Raceday,&#8221; having to do with the week&#8217;s NASCAR race.  Now I&#8217;m sure <a href=\"http:\/\/memphischarly.blogspot.com\">Charly<\/a> would do well at that game, but could we have a non-redneck trivia option too?  BOOGITY, BOOGITY, BOOGITY, LET&#8217;S GO RACIN&#8217;, BOY!  So anyway, just now, Raceday was about to come on, when a new screen came on.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Vote for what you want to play next &#8211; (1) Raceday or (2) Countdown.&#8221;  Countdown is the normal trivia game.  Needless to say, the bar voted 100% for Countdown.  Goodbye, Raceday!<\/p>\n<p>And hello, champagne.  Time to put the laptop up and get this party started.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This one&#8217;s going to start off on sad note, sorry. One night a few years ago, on a Saturday night I had plans to meet up with some friends at Raiford&#8217;s. As many of you know, I like to dress up when I go there, and I selected a baby blue leisure suit to wear, &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/2006\/07\/16\/sunday-update-sad-story-70s-videos-and-more\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Sunday update: Sad story, &#8217;70s videos, and more&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/514"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=514"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/514\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=514"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=514"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulryburn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=514"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}<!-- WP Super Cache is installed but broken. 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