{"id":1841,"date":"2008-09-12T12:52:55","date_gmt":"2008-09-12T17:52:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=1841"},"modified":"2008-09-12T07:54:06","modified_gmt":"2008-09-12T12:54:06","slug":"it-was-twenty-years-ago-today-part-mmm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=1841","title":{"rendered":"It Was Twenty Years Ago Today, Part XCII"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was Monday, September 12, 1988.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d been settled into the new digs, over in Swede Hollow, for almost two weeks.<\/p>\n<p>It was pretty friggin&#8217; awful.  Wyatt was&#8230;well, Wyatt, only moreso.  More women.  More booze.  More ugly scenes; Teresa had this unfortunate knack of catching Wyatt with other women, lately.  It&#8217;d always boil into a huge fight, with screaming and smashing things.<\/p>\n<p>I tried to spend most of my days out and about the city &#8211; biking, walking, whatever, just to stay out of the house until it was time to come home, clean up and get to whatever bar I was working.  There was some good news, there, anyway; I&#8217;d gotten a bit of a raise, and they were putting me in some other bars.  Not necessarily &#8220;better&#8221; bars, but other ones, bars that, unlike Jams and City Limits, I wasn&#8217;t bored stiff with yet.  At least, not individually.  All the bars were more or less the same; Silks in Woodbury, Mingles in Brooklyn Park, Websters in Bloomington, Shooters in North Saint Paul, the White Bear Inn in White Bear, Whispers in Minnetonka, J.P. McPicklesh***ers in Burnsville&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;oh, wait.  That was from <em>The Onion, <\/em>as a spoof of that same kind of dismal bar with its atmosphere of contrived fun covering a veneer of Bergmanesque emotional barrenness.<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;m getting ahead of myself.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway &#8211; lots of bars.  The sleazy DJ service loved me because they could put me into any kind of bar &#8211; R&#8217;nB, rock, biker, country, boring, what have you.  So I went into <em>all <\/em>of them.<\/p>\n<p>My other solace?  Maybe, just maybe, getting my radio career back.<\/p>\n<p>I called Charlie, at WMCA in New York.  &#8220;Yeah, I like your tape!&#8221;, he said &#8211; five words that almost stopped my heart.  &#8220;Y&#8217;know &#8211; it&#8217;d be great if you could stop by in New York sometime.  We might have a need coming up, and I&#8217;d like to talk with you about it&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><em>Go to New York?<\/em>, I thought.  <em>That&#8217;s crazy.  I can&#8217;t afford that.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I think I might actually <em>be <\/em>coming out to New York fairly soon on&#8230;other business&#8221;, I vamped.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Good&#8221;, said Charlie.  &#8220;Tell you what &#8211; keep me posted.  I&#8217;d love to meet&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>I hung up, and started looking for cheap airfare.  As it happens, I&#8217;d never booked an airline ticket before.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was Monday, September 12, 1988. I&#8217;d been settled into the new digs, over in Swede Hollow, for almost two weeks. It was pretty friggin&#8217; awful. Wyatt was&#8230;well, Wyatt, only moreso. More women. More booze. More ugly scenes; Teresa had this unfortunate knack of catching Wyatt with other women, lately. It&#8217;d always boil into a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1841","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-twenty-years-ago-today"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1841","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1841"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1841\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1841"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1841"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1841"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}