Thread: JTM Check Your Bags and Your Brain (Attn: anyone)

JTM wakes up from his house yet again. He goes to get a beer from the fridge admiring his clean house for a change and that no one has bothered him for awhile. He walks into his clean living room, admiring the set up of his TV and Barbie still drinking her coke on the table.

“Finally I get some peace and quiet for a change. Glad I don’t have any pressing matters to do either.”

He grabs the remote, placing his beer on the table, clicking the TV on.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBcADQziQWY

He watches the funky colors on his screen like it’s another malk video trying to draw him into the “mist” yet again. The beat pulls him closer to watching more of the video.

So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah

“Shit!!!!!!”

He covers his eyes from the sun popping on the video about to ash him.

“Why didn’t you warn me about that Barbie, or were you too busy getting a tan!!!!

A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah

California, I'm fine

Somebody check my brain

California's all right

Somebody check my brain

The song gets to the chorus of California!!!!!! and his light bulb finally pops on.

“Fuck!!!! I have to get there…dammit!!!! I knew I forgot something!!! Shit!!! Shit!!! Shit!!!”

He starts to gather up some things for his trip, his usual JTM gear, messing up the bedroom somewhat, but doing his best non folded cramming, shoving what he can into Walmart bags that he acquired from a People magazine delivery and numerous beer runs. The TV is still on blaring the song out all the while..

I walk these streets, I creep and I fall, oh yeah

When she sang I answered the call, oh yeah

California, I'm fine somebody check my brain

California's all right somebody check my brain
Aaaaah tears have filled my bones

Aaaaah years expended gone

He drags the stuff out past the kitchen into the living room looking like he’s really screwed up this time, then he notices a suitcase to put his stuff in. He takes the Walmart bags and throws them in the suitcase.

“Fuck!!!! Don, Renata, and D’Angelo are gonna kill me!!!! Way to screw this one up JTM!!! I’d rather have Maddelena screaming at me than deal with this shit. She’ll prob. bitch about me leaving anyways.”

The vid still plays in the background as he’s looking around for more things to take with him. He walks back to the kitchen.

“Damn!!! I almost forgot this.”

He grabs a six pack and puts it in the suitcase, stuffing a couple of beers in his jacket for the road.

“Ah, much better.”

The TV continues playing as he’s getting more stuff packed and ready to be loaded into Otto’s clunker car. He goes to the garage quickly shoving his things in the trunk of the car watching the shocks on the car bob up and down. He slams the trunk down somewhat hurriedly checking his strength at the last possible moment.

I hung my guns and put em away, oh yeah

The trick of the trade, and by the way, oh yeah

California, I'm fine somebody check my brain

California's all right somebody check my brain

He goes back into the house to double check if he forgot anything. He then sees Barbie on the table and grabs her up. Just as he’s about to head out, he hears a motorcycle pull up in the driveway. Shortly after, there is a knock on the door.

“Fuck!!!! Now who the fuck is bugging me!!!!”

He unlocks the deadbolts, opening the door seeing a brand new motorcycle in his driveway first that definitely catches his eye, completely ignoring the guy standing there with a package for JTM. He sizes up the guy looking a lil pissed at the interruption.

“Yeah, what the fuck you want?”

The guy hands him two things, keys to the motorcycle and a first class airline ticket to California, which JTM takes and quickly inspects with a look of “oh fuck” on his face. The guy keeps his hand out waiting for a tip. JTM quickly starts patting himself down trying to get some cash. He hands him the Barbie so he can find the money faster.

“Here, hold her, and don’t try to cop a feel now.”

The guy looks at him confused, but holds the Barbie. JTM rummages a bit pulling out a beer from his jacket.

“Here hold this too.”

The man looks at him funny now that he has a beer and a Barbie. JTM finally finds the cash and gives the man a considerable tip.

“Here ya go pal. And here’s an added bonus….Don’t shit where you sleep!!!!”

He takes the Barbie back from him letting the man have the beer.

“Can you do me a favor too. Tell the Don I won’t let him down, show him the beer so he knows you’ve made contact with me, put him at ease you know. I take it, the bike’s mine too huh? Another gift from the Don….rock on. Fucker knows his bikes.”

The guy nods, still wondering what the hell he walked into, still not saying a word to JTM.

“Cool. Now a bit advice for ya. pal. Don’t drink and drive, and if you’re in the back of the cab, make damn sure the windows down. You can go now.”

The guy nods with a weird look on his face staggering off JTM’s property calling up a cab for pickup on the hooker corner. JTM shuts the door as he walks away. The video continues.

Aaaah tears have filled my bones

aaaah years expended gone

“Good. Wonder titties Kharma might service the guy for all his trouble…who knows?”

He chuckles setting the Barbie back down on the table near her coke and then walks back to Otto’s trunk, pops it and pulls out the suitcase. He shuts the trunk ignoring the clunker car’s bobbing. He drags the suitcase back into the living room. He sets the suitcase down, going to the fridge and gets a replacement beer to put back into his jacket.

“Hmmmmm….have I forgotten anything?”

He scratches his head and the sees he put Barbie down and quickly grabs her and her coke placing them gently in the jacket for safekeeping. He sees the video finish out with these words repeated over and over again till they fade out.

Check my brain, check my brain ...

He grabs the remote and clicks the TV off. He then pulls out his cell sending texts to Maddelena, Kalie, Otto, and all the Giovannis.


Maddelena, Kalie – “Heading out on urgent biz tonight. Leaving the city. Please don’t be mad at me about this. I have to do it. Be back in time for the parties I hope. Maybe you could check up on my place if you have the time? See you when I get back. Buzz me if you need to. We can talk details later.”

Otto - “Heading out on urgent biz. Leaving the city. Be back in time for the parties I hope. Maybe you could check up on my place if you have the time? See you when I get back. Buzz me if you need to. You car is in my garage safe and sound. Just keep practicing that swing till I get back k.”

The Gios- “On my way now. Buzz me if you need too. JTM is gone.”

Then after he sends the pertinent texts out, he grabs the suitcase, opening the door and locking the deadbolts behind him walking to the motorcycle, strapping the suitcase down tightly, forgetting that’s what the saddlebags were for. He gets on the bike and sets out for his next destination waiting to see if anyone contacts him soon.