About the lack of content on this site of late, there’s a good reason, well. it’s a reason at least. The truth is…
I am a broken down never-was writer with a bad knee, no prospects and a following that is dwindling fast. Boy, I sound like a real catch don’t I, ladies? Unfortunately for the female population of cyberspace, I’m taken. Though to be perfectly honest, I’m fairly certain my lovely bride has had enough of my funk.
I just can’t rise above a relentless wave of images and truths. My mind is constantly flooded with visions of my friend, his broken body tossed back and forth across the breadth of the Niagara river like a discarded rag doll, his fate one of his own choosing. I feel the effects of this wave every single day.
So where does that leave me?
Incidentally, I don’t have an answer, I’m actually asking, where does that leave me? Every day I struggle to be the man I remember but that man died with Rockin’ Ronnie Stevens. Now I need to redefine myself, though it’s proving to be a struggle to say the least.
That doesn’t mean the original Hook is completely gone from my being, far from it.
CLUELESS ASIAN GUEST: (Standing in the doorway of his room.) I’ve never done this before, Robert…
THE HOOK: Choose your next words carefully, sir…
CAG: What? I mean I’ve never used a bellman to bring my luggage down before. Is there a charge?
As a bellman I dread that query. A guest that is preoccupied with monetary issues is not a generous guest. But all a bellman can do in a case like this is bear down (no wonder my teeth are being ground to dust) and move forward.
THE HOOK: There’s… no actual charge… sir. Though you can certainly leave a gratuity if you like.
CAG: I don’t have any paper money, and I’m leaving right now. Sorry about that, buddy!
Not as sorry as he was going to be.
THE HOOK: Since we’re on the subject of education, sir, here’s an invaluable tip that will serve you well over the course of your future travels. Always be sure to inform a bellman that you’re planning on not tipping him, and this next part is key… after your bags are safely downstairs and in your vehicle.
THE HOOK: A lot can happen between here and your trunk, sir. Especially in an empty service elevator.
His face told the tale. He realized the potential horror that could be awaiting him. And so I left him there to stew in his own juices as I headed down to the valet deck. With his bags in my care. And his toothbrush.
I’m not done evolving.
But I’m getting there.
See you in the lobby kids…
“Let me give you some advice, kid… it turns out you really can take method acting too far. And never stiff The Hook!”