What Happened To...?
(OG): Remember that old 2 Live Crew song "Fuck, Martinez"? You
do?? Wow....I thought I was the only one who remembered that shit.
Anyway, it doesn't have much to do with the subject at hand. Alex Martinez
was part of the group that I hung out with while Andrew and I were
divided...a group made up of Beth Scott, Liz McClain, Paula Piedrahita,
Jill Elphyck, Lynn Stevenson, and Ariel (insert last name here). He was
always picked on for being extremely neurotic and defensive, and nothing
really changed over the years. He would go on to befriend Andrew and grow
an unexplainable dislike for yours truly. He even went so far as to yell
out "FUCK SANTIAGO!" at a Thumper show (Andrew's post-Evergreen band)....a
completely unprovoked act. I never figured out what I did to piss him off,
but I'll always remember him as an insecure kid with an abnormal love for
Nine Inch Nails.
(AX:) Alex was one of Zada's friends when we met. He bailed on her long before I did, not too keen on being chums with a psycho. So it took me a lot longer, so what? Anyway, my friendship with Alex lasted at least another year or two after that. I liked him a lot, really. He was one of those who did his own thing despite what everybody else thought. At times he could be weird, but the same can be said for any of us. We hung out a lot while I lived in Woodstock, but he kind of drifted away after a while. He quit calling me, I quit calling him. That was it.
STATUS:
(OG:) Last seen by this Colombian narrator at the Bridgetown Grill in
Little 5 points early last year, slaving away as a waiter. He never saw me
and the fine-ass date I was with (who took her fine ass out of my life
shortly thereafter). I wonder if he would have yelled out "FUCK SANTIAGO"
then? I wonder if I would have thrown my frijoles negros in his face?
Would they have left scars? I wonder what a frijole based scar would look
like...
Note to self: Go to the Bridgetown Grill tomorrow and find out.
(AX:) Some said Alex went to New York for art school, but I never really knew for sure what happened to him. He definitely never tried to find out where I was, as I did with him. Then there was the famed spotting of him working at Bridgetown. I actually miss him, and would really like to get in touch with the bastard.