Welcome to June, and welcome to the bar at No Facilities. Each week, David and I show up during Cheryl's shift and try to make sense of Linda G. Hill's Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, while we enjoy an adult beverage and solve the problems most authorities overlook. Today's prompt is an interesting one,

"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is 'yarn.' Use it any way you'd like. Enjoy!"

It might be hard to enjoy this one, but we're up for a challenge.

If we were having a beer, you'd try to save me some embarrassment.

"Hi Cheryl. I guess I'm early."

"You are a bit early, Dan, but I can still serve you. David is coming, right?"

"Yeah, I'm sure he will be here, it's my day to buy."

"Those are wonderful words, Dan, I love hearing that. I'm sorry I am a little behind my time, as Cratchit would say."

"Would you like your usual collection, David?"

"Yes please, Cheryl, and could you give me a napkin? Dan has something clinging to his shirt."

"What, what's clinging to me? Is it alive? Is it moving?"

"Relax my young friend. It's a rather large heap of, I suspect, cat hair."

"MuMu hair. I was brushing her before I left. I cleaned the brush and I thought I tossed that in the trash."

"Perhaps static electricity caused it to attach itself to you."

"Thanks for removing it, David. I'd buy you a drink, but I already did."

"That's a formidable clump of hair, Dan, I mean, you could spin that into yarn – how often do you brush that cat?"

"Not often enough, according to her, but, frankly, I've lost count."

"Here's your John Howell's Bourbon, David, and your cherries, seltzer and a glass of ice."

"Thanks Cheryl. What do you think, does Dan brush MuMu often enough?"

"Some cats can't get enough. Some don't like to be brushed. MuMu seems to be a special case. Remember when we had Teagan's party and MuMu changed the words to Hullaba Lulu?"

"Yes, that was fun – ♫ You can bring Pearl, she's a darn nice girl. But please brush MuMu."

"It seemed like a good song for her."

"Maybe she could create a playlist for you, Dan."

"Come again, Cheryl."

"I was just thinking, there must be other songs that could be adapted for MuMu. How about ♫ Brush, brush me do. You know I'd brush you."

"If you had any hair."

"Thanks David, I needed that reminder."

"Sorry, Dan. I couldn't resist. Maybe there's a better song we could adapt."

"Actually, for MuMu, you could go with a different Beatles song. ♫ I want to bite your hand."

"She bites?"

"Yes, David. If I stop brushing her, she bites my hand. It's a gentle bite, but it sends a message."

"Dan."

"Yes Cheryl."

"You like Joni Mitchell, right?"

"I do."

"♫Help me, I think I need some brushing again – When I get that crazy feelin', I know I need brushin' again."

"That's good Cheryl, but I'm not a rambler or a gambler."

"Maybe not, but from MuMu's point of view, you disappear for hours on end."

"I have other things to do, Cheryl. Besides, she sleeps like twenty-two hours a day."

"Dan."

"Yes David."

"I think you need to look at this from MuMu's point of view."

"How's that?"

"Remember Linda Ronstadt ♫ I've been cheated, been mistreated, when will I be brushed?"

"Ok, you guys are very funny. How 'bout we have another round, Cheryl, and maybe an order of wings."

"Coming right up, Dan. Ten or twenty wings?"

"Make it twenty, David looks hungry."

"This was fun, but I worked up an appetite. Thinking of things that rhyme with MuMu is a lot of work."

"Speaking of things that rhyme, and people who work hard, we're going to have a special guest next week."

"Oooh, I like it when we have guests. Who's coming next week, Dan?"

"Robbie Cheadle, and we're going to talk about her poetry books."

"That sounds cool. And, you'll be buying again, right?"

"Yes, David. I'll be buying – just like today."