Omar In The Bar - Episode 2

Omar encounters his sexual past

100 Words - Hungover Escape

 

Spencer tried to look around but he couldn’t #move his hungover head. The ceiling looked familiar. Something was cooking. It didn’t smell good. Hungarian goulash! The ceiling and how he came to be under it returned to his memory. With all his might he stood up and ran.

He made it out the front door but the gate was locked. It was tall but he thought he could make it over. He was halfway up when she discovered he was missing.

“Spencer, where are you?” She yelled with friendly menace.

The bullet hit him just before he hit the ground.

100 Words - Space Rabies

 Smiley never actually wanted to go to space, but he wanted everything else in an astronaut’s life. The Corvette. The wife with the big big hair. Even the getting spun around on the centrifuge. All the fun stuff, with none of that being infected with space rabies stuff.

Smiley based most of his life on the late-night movies he watched. Science fiction, horror, Swedish detectives and hot rod babes were the source of his understanding of the world. Oh, and the Bowery Boys. He really loved the Bowery boys. Maybe that’s where he went wrong. Those gosh darn Bowery Boys.

100 Words - Fabric Knowledge

Working in the designer fabric warehouse left me with knowledge uncommon among my friends. However, my ability to identify the color periwinkle never got me anything but blank stares. Not an effective pickup line in dive bars.

So much of what I’ve collected knowledge-wise seems like useless trivia. Like a detective novel, I save every bit of information in case it becomes useful later. Waiting for the next sunrise to bring some gestalt of my hoarded data. It will all make sense. It will have purpose. Periwinkle, racing apexes and the history of Spain will combine into an intellectual Nirvana.

100 Words - Sand

Last night I dug a drunken hole in the sand, just deep enough to keep the wind off me. It was late, I was lost and didn’t care anymore. I woke to a sunrise over the ocean. I laid there for over an hour, paralyzed by the beauty. 

As the blinding late faded though, the ocean became green. The sand turned out to be a sand trap on a golf course. I was relieved. I don’t live anywhere near an ocean, but there is a golf course just down the street. Hoping that’s where I am. Which way is East?

Omar The First

Who is Omar? Listen, and he will tell you. This is the first step in Omar's journey.

100 Words - Fear

 

Due to unforeseen circumstances there was a beautiful young woman sitting next to me at the bar. She was smiling and talking to me. She wasn’t a meth head. She wasn’t a hooker. Just a strange woman who seemed to like me. Freaked me out, so I left.

Yes, me, George. The guy who always complains about being alone, when presented with a romantic opportunity, ran for the hills. Look, she was way out of my league. What did she want from me? What can I offer such a woman? How could she love a loser like me? Like me?