“Two eggs, over easy? More coffee honey?”
The waitress was middle-aged. She had curlers on. And late fifties, early sixties glasses. You know the kind? Tear-shaped with fake diamonds. A cigarette was dangling from her too-red lips. “Want more coffee honey?”
“Honey?” I blinked. Nothing. Closed my eyes. Opened them. I was back in the 21st century at Lori’s Diner on Powell and Sutter. San Francisco’s secret gate to the Twilight Zone. No curlers on the waitress’ hair in this time-slot.
Breakfast (Two eggs, over easy, please) at Lori’s is to go back in time, fifty, sixty years.
Did Marilyn ever play “The creature from the black lagoon”? (This one is for Kim). Did you?
His master’s voice…
The gravity defying “Blomb” (Blonde-bomb) shell is probably Jayne Mansfield. The brunette could well be Jane Russell. Don’t ask the gentleman on the right, he simply doesn’t know where (not) to look.
I must have blinked again. Back to 2016.
“Go to sleep.” A flight to freedom.
A young and lovely Natalie Wood.
I paid my check. Blinked and walked out on the street:
Thank God. I was back on my good old Frisco street. July 1962!
Edith the Editor’s note: we have lost contact with the Captain and crew of Equinoxio. This post only just arrived by a time capsule. It seems there is no Internet in 1962. (How can anyone possibly believe that?) We will keep you apprised of the situation.