The Bass Player

Keith Thomas left the band when they refused to pay him. He headed for New Orleans with all his stuff in the car, and a pint of whiskey on the seat next to him. Somewhere in West Texas, he nodded off. He hit a drain inlet, and his car went straight where the road turns. It turned over and landed in what is, in Texas, the bar ditch. He crawled out the passenger side window, and tried to figure out what to do. “You all right, cowboy?” “I think.” “What do they call you?” “Keith Thomas.” “Know where you are?” “Texas. ” “This is Blue Cat, Texas, and I am Len Williams, Chief of