It just happened. I was working in a bar, and in my free time, reading a book by Carlos Castaneda, "The Power of Silence", where Don Juan kept hitting Carlos in his "Assemblage Point", in the book, but it was not clear on where exactly that assemblage point is. So, anyway, this musician on one lateSaturday night was fighting with another Musician on the stage, and I had to stop it, so I walked up and hit him right where his head and neck joined.
He went down right away, and I actually thought for a moment I might have killed him. By the time he got back up, I had already fled to the kitchen and hid behind the sink and the knives.
He came in and looked right at me, then turned around and got a beer from the fridge. Days later he calls and asked why he had bruises on his neck. Then he finally comes back on Thursday and looks me in the eye and tells me, "Somebody hit me in the BACK of the head!" (Uh oh)
I tried to look very sorry, but later I couldn't stop laughing... I still can't.
2007-07-25
11:25:04
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