Chaely Sleeps Forever

Some really funny shit happened while I was working downtown in Detroit at the River Days festival this weekend.  One group, the Charlie Wheeler Band, asked me to pass out their CD’s to people who looked like they were enjoying the show.  I had 200 so I was giving them away pretty indiscriminantly.  I gave one to a man who was sitting in front of the sound booth, alone, with a cooler full of Coors Light.  He stood up as I approached to hand it to him and as his movements disturbed the air I noticed a slightly spoiled smell.  Oops - homeless guy!  As I was realizing my mistake we had this conversation…

Guy: Who’s this?

Me: The band that’s on stage right now.  They’re free.

Guy: Oh!  You know, I’m a homeless guy.

Me: Yeah?

Guy: Yeah, see I was living in this parking garage and I thought things were going pretty well.  My buddy was holding onto my boom box for a while.

Me: Uh huh?

Guy: So see, he gave it back to me but I’m not sure it works.  I think he broke it or somethin. I know the cassette player works, but I only have a Cher CD and that never really motivated me to try and see if it will play.

Me: Oh… cool.  Are you going to try it now?

Guy: HELL YEAH I AM!  WOOOOOOOOOOOO!