The Cabazon Dinos or Tuesdays With Abi and the LA Manchild: A Prologue

“Everyone I knew in Harlem seemed to have some sort of dream. I didn’t have any dreams, not really. I didn’t have any dreams for hitting the numbers. I didn’t have any dreams for getting a big car or a fine wardrobe. I bought expensive clothes because it was a fad. It was the thing to do, just to show you had money. I wanted to be a part of what was going on, and this was what was going on. I didn’t have any dreams of becoming anything. All I knew for certain was that I had my fears. I suppose just about everybody else knew the same thing. They had their dreams, though, and I guess that’s what they had over me. As time went by, I was sorry for the people whose dreams were never realized.”

 I was closing the gap, hot on the heels of my own sick version of the American dream on my way to LA. Vegas had been done. What was left really? The Grand Canyon? To experience Texas?

Approaching Cabazon, my helmet was stifling. It narrowed my vision and I needed to see far. It was heavy and threw off my balance. The Dinos were far away.

Somewhere out in the Mojave, cosmic graveyard of the West, lies the Wheel Inn and the dinosaurs from Pee Wee’s Big Adventure. They say that a dream deferred is a dream denied. Well Destiny was calling and I had to pick up the phone; musn’t let Destiny go to voicemail for I am Destiny’s Child.

The dinos are still there, looming large 100 miles East of the sea and the City of Angels. You can still go up inside of them and even peer out from the T-Rex’s mouth like you’ve always dreamed, however the whole lot has been converted into some sort of weird Christian themed dinosaur theme park that uses the great Jurassic beasts to teach creationism. Ironic I know. But it’s all legitimate. I know because I was there. I saw it all. I reached up with my dead hand and signed away the deed to America with my own blood.  

I know you are…but what am I?

What am I?

A dinosaur. 


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