WWW.GDMARTIST.COM/GDM 's (Down the Rabbit Hole) A day in the life is BIZARRE AND HYSTERICAL as it tears your heart apart!!!!
The journey begins when he was removed from his home at age 15, found himself in a runaway shelter, various group homes and on the streets. Arriving in New York City in the 1980s where he was bar boy at the notorious 9th Circle Bar and at the original Uncle Charlie's! Drug Dealers, Prostitutes and Drag Queens in this tell all, line the world that taught him about life.
The weekend came and went. David and Adam helped me move.
They got to see George's house but no one was there. George, Bill and Freddie had
all gone somewhere together. My new keys would be hidden in a flowerpot around
the side of the house.
David pulls up next to the curb and Adam and I step out.
Adam and I walk around the side of the house to find the keys as David starts
dragging all my things up the front walk to the door. I didn’t have much to
move so it took David no time at all.
The flowerpot and the keys were easy to find. Right on the
side of the house where George said they would be. “Easy and quick,” I said
turning to Adam. “Come look at the pool.” I said grabbing Adam’s elbow and dragging
him towards the back yard. We stumble up to the fence and look over. “Wow,” is
Adam's reply at the sight of the pool. Strange though, the pool was on. Water
was foaming at the top, while we could hear the pump working. Looking at each other
and then back at the pool Adam said, “I thought you said they weren’t home.” without
looking at me.
That’s what I thought.” I replied. “Maybe they are away for
a little while?” I asked
“Maybe,” Adam hissed, as if we were in a Horror Movie and we
had just discovered the true secret of the house. “Maybe the house comes to
life when someone gets hurt.” Adam whispered under his breath.
Adam and I had just watched Burnt Offerings with Karen
Black. He was sure that the plot to kill me and steal my soul, was alive and
well at the House of George. Or at least that’s what he kept telling me.
“I could use a little help!” David yells making us both
jump. He is now standing behind us, clearly irritated. “I thought you left me
to do all the work.”
Turn the key in the door and once were in the house we are
completely alone……except for that fucking, swearing parrot. “Faggot’s! Faggot’s!”
It screamed at us.
It was a quick and ferocious move. Not only from Joe’s house
to The House of George but life started humming. There was a new fire in me. I
felt that I needed a change. I felt that I needed to create a list of things
that I needed to do. 1. I felt that I needed a car, 2. I needed to get a degree
and 3. I had to change my life.
David helped me with getting the car. He also took me to The
Sage College of Albany on new Scotland Avenue in Albany. I knew what I wanted
to be. I was going to be an actor and get an acting degree. It was going to be
part time, so I wouldn’t be overwhelmed. We applied, I got accepted, signed up
for classes and purchased my materials.
Then I moved my waiter shift at Denny’s to the graveyard
To be continued……
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