Lida Rose was playing in the background in a honky tonk style from the upright piano in the corner. Ezra liked to come to this place to get the feel of his granddad's joint where neighbors were often joined by strangers of questionable character. As he voiced the words in his head, Ezra noticed a different beer tap cap and walked closer to read it. Unbelievable! It was Old Rasputin, a treat he hadn't tasted since his return from his Peace Corps assignment years ago. Before he could catch the barkeep's eye, the song from the piano changed to Shuffle Off to Buffalo which was the Bobby Maxwell version Ezra listened to when he lost his virginity to Chloe Joseph's mom. She used to play old 45s and sit on her porch in short shorts teasing all the teenage boys. Ezra took the pint in front of him and closed his eyes while he took the first sip and magically he was back on that porch, but Mrs. Joseph looked just like Jane Russell and as she took his hand to walk him into her parlor, a roaring sound from the outside snapped his attention from this daydream as the roar got louder and louder. Everyone's head faced the front window as the street was suddenly filling up with rushing water - lots of it. It was a tsunami and it was real. Or maybe it was just a video on youtube. Yeah, that's what it was - a clip of the water overtaking Sumatra. I had to make this a fantasy because the real destruction in Japan is too hard to see knowing how many lives are going to be lost or affected. Sorry, but it's where my mind is today. No attempt at a clever close, either.