August 2nd, 2008

We have left the Rock, and have two days to relax before we set up at the next venue. The Inn was full where Rye and Ginger stayed along with Illa, their long time travelling companion.

Medicine Man usually takes a room at the local university. Cheap rates, food on site, wireless access in the cafeteria. Only it’s a dorm room. And there was only a double left.

This means that I am sharing a room with a man, and, sorry, Warrior Woman, not in a slutty way, although I acknowledge your efforts to pimp me out.

I find Medicine Man to be very interesting in various ways. Very soft spoken, this comes from his Ojibway heritage. Half Italian explains his love of the food.

His mother married his best friend when he was a teenager. He left for the bad streets and bright city lights because he couldn’t handle it. And really? Who could? Then began what he calls his “colourful life”.

A lot of his personal friends are strippers, dominatrices, and women generally associated with the sex trade. It seems he has experience in the field. He became deeply entrenched in “The Life”.

For three years, he slept with a gun under his pillow because he opted out of the shady underworld that connected the Hell’s Angels to the Italian organization. (His father was the Italian connection)

I asked him why he stopped (with the gun sleeping thing). He says that now he doesn’t care.

I wondered if that was why he drove the way he did.

He was offended that I thought his driving was bad.

Half Indian. I asked if he subscribed to the theory that “Today is a good day to die”. And? Was he fixing to take me with him?

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9 Responses to “Medicine Man”

Ree Says:

I had this same conversation with Mr. Hot today. “You know, you’re the driver that you scream at every time you hit the expressway.”

He claims that it’s just the fact that he watches too much auto racing.

Rees last blog post..August? Huh?

warriorwoman Says:

And I expected a hot steamy affair.

why is it that you disappoint??

warriorwomans last blog post..meme time

teeni Says:

You are a brave woman.

I hope you are feeling better.

lceel Says:

My goodnes. You’re in a no win situation. Shame on you if you do. Same on you if you don’t. Of course, if the guy’s a total dork, we understand.

lceels last blog post..The Kid lives on and on and on

Marie in Maine Says:

Yeah, my husband tends to drift over to the right while driving. Or sometimes he’ll go to pass someone on the highway and realize at the last minute that someone is passing on the left. I think cars should come with a Valium patch on the passenger seat, as a feature. I’d pay extra for that.

Old Knudsen Says:

After a while of living with the threat of death you shrug and say “whatever” if its God’s will then so be it when yer number is up its up. Maybe hes just a bad driver.

Old Knudsens last blog post..In Step With Old Knudsen

Krissa Says:

Well, kudos to you for finding an interesting individual to pass time with!
Almost makes the near death experiences worthwhile, huh? ;)

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Marti Says:

Oh wow. Crazy drivers. I ahem drive VERY well. Depending upon who you ask. In my defense I have never been in an accident when I was driving nor have I gotten a ticket.
I hope that he is careful with you in the car!!!!!!

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