Tuesday, January 15, 2013


Jazz ~ Cocktails ~ 

The Lush Life ~


Put on your high hats and your high heels. 

High ideals? Hell, they're optional.

But order a high ball.
Or a Mickey Slim, a 1940's fave
of all the swell high rollers.

You're gonna need a brazen belt 
for the New Year's "Cheers" lineup.

It is  Lucky*13  after all.

You'll see.

You'll see.


c o m i n g    c i n e m a t i c a l l y    s o o n


   MICKEY SLIM sauntered in the upscale new cocktail lounge AT THE BIJOU joint and barked out, "The usual".

   The new girl, Evelyn, looked at Shirley who squinted at Doris (who knew nuttin' just comin' outta the chorus). They'd seen Mickey around, were even familiar with the swagger of his saunter, but just weren't up to snuff on how usual his usual was poured out. The guy had a crisp edge none of 'em wanted to see flip over. Somethin' sour must've sloshed the careen of his world. Put it this way - The guy wasn't whistlin' any happy tunes.

   Yikes. What to do? What to do?

 Life is perfect timing. Always is, always will be. Fortunately for the bevy o'beauts behind the bar AT THE BIJOU, Marjorie and Ruby shimmied in their own swish and saved the day. They knew where that maven mixologist Sugar Mae had hid her book o'tricks. "Peachy keen! Here it is - right next to the whiskey sour mix." 

   Shoogs had scrawled copious pink notes on both the regulars and the high rollers' choice of refreshment libations. Shoogs was always sweet to please:

The Mickey Slim for Mickey Slim is a cocktail drink that I predict will have a very short-lived popularity around town. It's a killer, I tell you, a risky killer ~ 

   First you jigger in the Gin

   Then 1 pinch DDT punch. 

   You heard me. Many countries ban this DDT ingredient, 'cause the effects, like absinthe, don't really make any hearts grow fonder. Could have something to do with what an insecticide is set up to do. Then again, Mickey's a dangerous old bugger.

   I add a little ice cold water and plunk in one sugar cube.

   Girls, when you push it towards him on the counter, lean in with all the bouncy cleavage you gots and repeat after me ~ 

   "Here's your poison, Bub."

   Mickey loves drama with his drink. We are AT THE BIJOU after all. And Katie says our shows absolutely must go on!

   At his swanky corner table, Bogey chuckled, "The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind."

   He reminded the girls, and Mickey too, who had glassy eyes and a wide-ass grin, "Katie's looking to run some fine 40's film gems on the Lush Life. Cocktails and swells. Spread the word, will ya?"

   The feller who came in with Sugar plugged his 2-cents worth:

 "Yeah. Tell any Authors ya know worth their salt to spiel their best stuff. Don't order the Mickey Slim though. It ain't worth the gulp."

   Sugar Mae giggled, clung to the blue-eyed guy she came in with and took up her pink pen again. Wrote the submission guidelines: 

Friends of  AT THE BIJOU,


Lush Life Stories
to run through Oscar's Greatest Night
under 1000 words

Absolutely*Kate and Film Crew

   Mickey raised high what was left of his green cocktail, matching a peculiar shade of his face. With good gusto, he mustered his mutter to all gathered at the swanky new cocktail lounge AT THE BIJOU

   "T'anks folks. Can't wait to see dese screen gem shows."


c o m i n g    c i n e m a t i c a l l y    s o o n


You'll see.

You'll see.

It is  Lucky*13  after all.

~  Absolutely*Kate
( sipping scotch, single malt ~ with a splash )

Photo credits:

StepByStep.com  ~ Mickey Slim cocktail
Maltese Falcon ~ Mr Bogart
Sugar Wendy Staley - Mr Sinatra and She
Jazz ~ Absolutely*Kate's collection