{"id":15510,"date":"2000-12-03T15:50:22","date_gmt":"2000-12-03T20:50:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15510"},"modified":"2025-02-27T12:04:40","modified_gmt":"2025-02-27T17:04:40","slug":"the-golden-saloon-by-robin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15510","title":{"rendered":"A Moving Tale #2 – The Golden Saloon (by Robin)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary:\u00a0\u00a0<\/strong>How to cure a broken heart.<\/p>\n

Rating:\u00a0 M\u00a0 (2,380 words)<\/p>\n

Author’s Note:<\/strong> \u00a0The REALLY Losts are satires of the series written with much affection, eye rolling,\u00a0\u00a0and winks. \u00a0And can be somewhat risque’.<\/em><\/p>\n

A Moving Tale Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n

A Moving Tale<\/a>
\nThe Golden Saloon<\/a><\/p>\n

The Golden Saloon
\n<\/strong>A REALLY Lost Episode<\/strong>
\n<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It was a half hour after midnight in the Golden Saloon. Joe Cartwright was shaken and drowning his sorrow in whiskey at the bar. It wasn\u2019t easy to lose another girlfriend and Le Noir was special.<\/p>\n

Doc Martin number one (the chunky guy with the weak chin who asked Julia Bulette to help out when Tourista swept through Virginia City) was there having a drink with Doc Martin 2 (the tall skinny one with the moustache) and Doc Martin 3 (the one with the white hair) and keeping an eye on Joe. It was no fun having to pronounce another Cartwright girlfriend dead. This was the seventh one in the last 3 months, eight if you count the flash back telling the story of how Ben Cartwright met Hoss\u2019 mommy in IKEA.<\/p>\n

“Doctor, Doctor, Doctor!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dYes!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dYes!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve got to help me – I just can’t stop my hands shaking!” said Mr. Tarjay, owner of the mercantile. He had worked late trying to balance the account book. Now that Adam Cartwright had come up with that recycling the burlap bag thing, it took him an extra two hours to close up.<\/p>\n

“Do you drink a lot, Mr. Tarjay?” asked Doc Martin number one.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, do you drink a lot?\u201d asked Doc Martin number two.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you?\u201d the third Doc Martin asked eyeing Tarjay.<\/p>\n

“Not really – I spill most of it!” said Mr. Tarjay.<\/p>\n

**********<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, Hoss Cartwright strolled into the place. The saloon was noisy and terribly crowded with cowhands, miners and a visiting troop of mimes who were causing a lot of trouble. A five piece jazz band was playing not-yet-invented jazz. There was a trumpet player, a clarinetist, a drummer and a young singer, Frank Sinatra.<\/p>\n

Hoss knew about his beloved brother Joe\u2019s latest broken heart and immediately came to watch over his little brother after picking up some snacks at Tarjay\u2019s. Hoss had loaded up the buckboard with Pepperidge Farm Tahoe cookies, jerky, pulque, sheep dip, cow chips and tootsie rolls, then headed over to the Golden Saloon to check up on Little Joe.<\/p>\n

It was going to be the last trip into town Hoss would be able to make for the next few weeks so he needed lots of grub. Hoss had pulled the shortest nose hair when Pa was divvying up chores. He found that was in charge of painting the entire barn and had bet Adam a thousand dollars and his entire collection of not-yet-invented Elvis records and his stuffed Winnie the Pooh doll that he could finish the entire job in less than two weeks while Adam, Joe, Pa and most of the hands were on the naugahide round up and celebrating at the Star Trek Convention in Vegas. Logical Adam, a fan of Mr. Spock, liked being the best looking guy at geeky events like Star Trek conventions and picking up needy women in spandex and velour. Joe had kept in touch with his pal Bones McCoy over the years and hadn\u2019t seen him since the \u201cRide the Wind\u201d. Ben was hoping to go for a quiet moonlight dinner with Nurse Chapel but only Hoss knew about that.<\/p>\n

Hoss sat down at one of the tables opposite the jazz band and ordered a beer and some Buffalo wings and a platter of ptcha. (Note from Prof. F Sheets, noted Bonanza scholar from back east U.: Ptcha is garlicky calf\u2019s foot jellyaspic made by boiling calves’ feet until the natural gelatin is extracted. The liquid is strained, then combined spices and refrigerated until set. Calf’s-foot jelly was once thought to be a restorative for invalids. Adam lived on ptcha for three months after he ruptured his uvula hauling Kane across the desert during the \u201cCrucible\u201d).<\/p>\n

Hoss looked around the Golden saloon. Sure enough, it was an amazingly pretty glittery place. Everything was shiny and metallic gold. Even the saloon girls wore dresses made from shiny gold satin and decorated with gold beads and gold sequins and sparkles. The girls wore gold ribbons and feathers in their bouffant teased-up 1960s-looking hair too.<\/p>\n

A sultry sexy saloon siren named Sonia, wearing shimmery satin, seductively sashayed over to sweet sincere shy Hoss. Sexy Sonia seductively leaned against Hoss and softly said, \u201cThis is your lucky night, handsome. I\u2019ve got a special game for you. I\u2019ll do absolutely anything you want, Sweetie, for $300, as long as you can say it in three words.\u201d<\/p>\n

Hoss immediately turned bright red. This is the most gorgeous woman he ever met and she was making him an amazingly amazing offer to him. \u201cYou want ME?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSure! So, cowboy\u2026 anything you want if you can say it in three words.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything?\u201d Hoss turned even redder and started sweating nervously. \u201cIn three words?\u201d Sweat dripped off his forehead and pooled in his arm pits, staining his leather vest that Hoss had worn since Season Two.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything!\u201d the voluptuous saloon girl in gold lame said, blowing in his ear. \u201cWhatever you want, Big Boy!\u201d She batted her eyelashes at Hoss and blew kisses at him.<\/p>\n

Hoss fanned himself with his hat and licked his lips. This gorgeous girl would do anything he wanted for three hundred dollars as long as he could say it in three words. He closed his eyes trying to picture exactly what he wanted this appealing woman to do and tried to figure out just the three words to describe the exciting deed. His brothers would never believe what he was going to do with a willing woman.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything, big boy!\u201d she repeated, rubbing her hand on his cheek.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything?\u201d Then Hoss replied, \u201cHey, why not?\u201d It was a sure fire thing. Hoss pulled his wallet out of his pocket, and one at a time counted out three hundred-dollar bills on the table, and said, slowly, \u201cPaint\u2026the\u2026barn.\u201d<\/p>\n

**********<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Golden Saloon, Roy Coffee and his deputy Clem came into the bar to check out the new place.<\/p>\n

They saw Little Joe drinking his 43rd<\/sup> beer, trying to drown his sorrow for his latest deceased girlfriend, Le Noir. Poor adorable Little Joe was snookered. His green eyes were rolling around in his head like the ball in a roulette wheel.<\/p>\n

\u201dYou had better head home, son,\u201d advised Roy, shouting above the band. \u201cGo home, Joe!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah!\u201d agreed Clem. \u201cBefore I have to run you in, Joe!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dYou can\u2019t run me in!\u201d Joe got to his feet, swaying like a willow in a typhoon (which is what hurricanes are called in the Pacific). Joe said, \u201cI can hold my beer!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure?\u201d Roy said. He tapped Joe with a feather that had fallen off a passing ostrich that had just come to the Virginia City Camel Races.<\/p>\n

Then Joe passed out flat on the icky sticky, shtunky but shiny golden floor. Hoss, who had finished his arrangements for barn painting with the saloon girl, scooped him up, walked out of the Golden Saloon and threw Joe across Cochise and they headed for the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n

Next, Roy and Clem looked across the Golden Saloon. \u201cLook!\u201d said Clem. Roy saw a stranger walk into the Golden Saloon. The stranger had a wooden peg-leg, a hook for a hand, and black patch over his eye. Soon he was throwing down whiskey as if it was well water or not-yet-invented Kool-Aid.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe better check that feller out, Clem,\u201d Roy said walking across the saloon.<\/p>\n

\u201cHowdy, stranger. I am Roy Coffee. I\u2019m the sheriff here in Virginia City. And this is my deputy Clem Foster. \u201cWe ain\u2019t looking for no trouble here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHowdy,\u201d said the stranger to the sheriff. \u201cAnd I ain\u2019t looking for trouble neither.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you doing here in town?\u201d Roy asked the stranger.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m a pirate.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dA pirate? What brings you to Virginia City?\u201d Roy asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m on a vacation while my ship gets fixed up in San Francisco. I\u2019m headed to Vegas for the Star Trek Convention.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dStar Trek Convention? You don\u2019t look much like a Star Trek Fan,\u201d said Clem.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m really not much of a fan but I do have a lovely wedding gift for Mr. Sulu. A not-yet-invented toaster oven,\u201d said the stranger. There was a gaily wrapped gift on the floor near his peg leg. \u201cMy name is Pete.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dPirate Pete?\u201d Roy and Clem said in unison. Roy and Clem were amazed to see a pirate in Nevada Territory. The last time there was a pirate in town, the guy claimed to be Jean Lafitte. This pirate had a wooden peg-leg, a hook for a hand, and patch over his eye.<\/p>\n

Unable to resist, Roy Coffee asked, “How’d you end up with a peg-leg, Pete?”<\/p>\n

“Well\u2026.I was swept overboard during a fierce storm,” said the pirate taking another drink. “And a bloody shark bit off me whole darn leg!”<\/p>\n

“Holy cow!” said Clem, shaking in his boots. He still had nightmares about not-yet-filmed \u201cJaws\u201d, and when the Cartwright boys got wind of it, they drove him crazy sneaking up on him and humming the theme of the movie until he screamed like a little girl. Once Little Joe even freaked him out in the public bath house by floating a not-yet-invented plastic shark fin in Clem’s bubble bath. Clem ran naked down C Street for half a mile before he tripped over a pile of manure. It took Clem months to live that down.<\/p>\n

“What about the hook? How’d you get that?” asked Roy.<\/p>\n

“Me crew and I were boarding an enemy ship, a fierce sword battle ensued. One of them cut me darn arm!” said the pirate taking another drink.<\/p>\n

“Absolutely incredible!” gasped the deputy.<\/p>\n

“And the eye patch, tell me how you got that?” asked Roy Coffee.<\/p>\n

“A bloody seagull dropping fell into me eye,” replied the pirate.<\/p>\n

\u201cPoo poo in your eye? Poo poo in your eye? Poo poo in your eye?\u201d gasped the three Doc Martins shuddering at the idea. \u201cGROSS! Gross, Gross!\u201d<\/p>\n

“Umm, you lost your eye to a seagull dropping?” asked the sheriff. It took a lot of gross stuff to shake up Roy Coffee. Unlike Clem, he was a tough guy.<\/p>\n

Embarrassed, the pirate answered \u201cNo sir. Not from the poop. It was me first day with the hook.”<\/p>\n

**********<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Two hours later, Hoss and Little Joe finally goes home. Joe was completely drunk that night. He lurched through the front door, crashed into the side board and fell down on his adorable face. His father, who was just about to head out to hunt for him, exclaimed \u201cLittle Joe! \u201c<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Hoss scooped his inebriated brother off the floor with the handy drunk scoop that Hop Sing had leaning against the kitchen wall. It was sort of like a huge spatula and came in handy during prom season and after the death of the various doomed girl friends the Cartwrights hooked up with. Hoss helped Joe to his feet. Adam, who had been sitting in Ben\u2019s LaZboy lounger reading the not-yet-written sequel to the not-yet-written \u201cGone with the Wind\u201d and picturing himself as Rhett Butler, took the hat off Joe\u2019s head and hung it up. Joe staggered towards the stairs, tripping over the coffee table and knocking over the bowl of wax apples there that Adam had placed trying to trick Hoss.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Joe got up and was met by his scowling father, who was most definitely not happy. “Joseph! You went into Virginia City to pick up the new not-yet-invented DVD player to play the German DVDs of Bonanza because the REAL ones will never come out in the US and Adam got me the German ones for my birthday on not-yet-invented EBay and now it is almost dawn! Where have you been all night?” Ben demanded.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t jump on him, Pa,\u201d Hoss gently explains. \u201cLe Noir Schmidt died in the last episode and Joe is still all upset.<\/p>\n

\u201dI had a few drinky winkies, Pa!\u201d Joe grinned, barfing on his father\u2019s boots.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHe went to that new saloon to drown his sorrows,\u201d Adam added. \u201cAfter all, isn\u2019t that sort of a family tradition?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dThe new saloon?\u201d Ben asked as Adam valiantly mopped up his father\u2019s boots.<\/p>\n

“It\u2019s a fantastic new saloon, Pa,” Hoss said staggering up the stairs carrying unconscious Joe. “The Golden Saloon. Everything there is golden. It’s got huge golden doors, a golden floor, the works – hell, even the urinal’s gold!”<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cGo to bed, all of you. We\u2019ll discuss this in the morning,\u201d Ben ordered Hoss, whose head was filled with dreams of winning the bet he had with Adam.<\/p>\n

\u201cGolden Saloon!\u201d Ben Cartwright grumbled. \u201cHoss has to be exaggerating!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cWhy don\u2019t we ask Roy after Le Noir\u2019s funeral tomorrow?\u201d Adam suggested as he helped his father put the coffee table, apples and DVD\u2019s back in order.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The next day after yet another dead girlfriend\u2019s brief yet sad funeral, Adam and Ben strolled into Roy\u2019s office “Is there a new place in town called the Golden Saloon?” he asks the sheriff.<\/p>\n

“Yes there is,” Roy answered.<\/p>\n

“Does it have huge golden doors?”<\/p>\n

“Sure does.”<\/p>\n

“Does it have golden floors?”<\/p>\n

“Most certainly do.” Clem nodded. \u201cShiny gold!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cHoss said the gals wear golden dresses,\u201d Adam said. \u201cIs that so?\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cThey do\u2026 most of the time exceptin\u2019 when they are earning $300.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam looked nervously at his father. Ben said \u201cAnd then what are they wearing then?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201dPainter\u2019s overalls,\u201d said Roy.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201cAnd a cap,\u201d added Clem. \u201cThey always wear caps. They don\u2019t want no paint in their hair.\u201d<\/p>\n

Both Adam & Ben breathed a sigh of relief. They sure didn\u2019t want any saloon gals to get paint in their hair.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Just then, the bartender and one of the musicians from the Golden Saloon walked into the sheriff\u2019s office. They intended to register a complaint but seeing that the sheriff and his deputy were engaged in an intent conversation with a silver haired rancher and a handsome, younger cowboy dressed in black, the bartender and musician waited by the door.<\/p>\n

“What about golden urinals?\u201d Ben asked. \u201cThis morning, my son Hoss insisted there were golden urinals in the Golden Saloon.\u201d<\/p>\n

There’s a long pause, the bartender turned to the musician and said, “Hey, Bob, I think I got a lead on the guy that peed in your saxophone last night!”<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

*****End*****<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tags: \u00a0<\/strong>tongue-in-cheek<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

<\/g><\/svg><\/i> \"Loading\"<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Summary:\u00a0\u00a0How to cure a broken heart.<\/p>\n

Rating:\u00a0 M\u00a0 (2,380 words)<\/p>\n

A Moving Tale Series, links to all stories of this series included.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":44,"featured_media":14367,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"template-full-width-post.php","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,690],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15510","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-humor","category-ma-rated","wpcat-4-id","wpcat-690-id"],"a3_pvc":{"activated":true,"total_views":903,"today_views":0},"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":15575,"url":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15575","url_meta":{"origin":15510,"position":0},"title":"Fondue Too (by Robin)","author":"profrobinw","date":"December 4, 2003","format":false,"excerpt":"Summary:\u00a0 The sequel to Marie, My Fondue. Rating:\u00a0 T\u00a0 (935 words) Fondue Series, links to all the stories within the series are included.","rel":"","context":"In "Drama"","block_context":{"text":"Drama","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?cat=23"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":15582,"url":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15582","url_meta":{"origin":15510,"position":1},"title":"The Chickens (by Robin)","author":"profrobinw","date":"April 5, 2004","format":false,"excerpt":"Summary:\u00a0 A squawking tale about a shipment of chicken for Hop Sing. Rating:\u00a0 T\u00a0 (1,850 words)","rel":"","context":"In "Drama"","block_context":{"text":"Drama","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?cat=23"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":15509,"url":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15509","url_meta":{"origin":15510,"position":2},"title":"A Moving Tale #1 (by Robin)","author":"profrobinw","date":"December 3, 2000","format":false,"excerpt":"Summary:\u00a0\u00a0There's no reason, but a story to send any woman's heart a-fluttering. Rating:\u00a0 M\u00a0 (3,040 words) A Moving Tale Series, links to all stories of this series included.","rel":"","context":"In "Humor"","block_context":{"text":"Humor","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?cat=4"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":15541,"url":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=15541","url_meta":{"origin":15510,"position":3},"title":"Kilt While Traveling (by Robin)","author":"profrobinw","date":"July 4, 2003","format":false,"excerpt":"Summary:\u00a0\u00a0What happens when a Scotsman arrives in Virginia City after months of traveling. Rating:\u00a0 T\u00a0 (2,460 words)","rel":"","context":"In "Drama"","block_context":{"text":"Drama","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?cat=23"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/ARLE-e1497282889671.png?fit=570%2C416&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":1774,"url":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=1774","url_meta":{"origin":15510,"position":4},"title":"Clothes Make the Man (by Cheaux)","author":"Cheaux","date":"April 20, 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Summary: \u00a0Does a man's sartorial splendor have any bearing on events in his life? \u00a0 Rated: \u00a0K -- \u00a0WC \u00a0600","rel":"","context":"In "Humor"","block_context":{"text":"Humor","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?cat=4"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/bonanza13.jpg?fit=300%2C270&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":5487,"url":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5487","url_meta":{"origin":15510,"position":5},"title":"The Ugly Duckling (by deansgirl)","author":"deansgirl","date":"May 1, 2006","format":false,"excerpt":"Summary: \u00a0Margaret Roberts was always the ugly Roberts daughter--the quiet one who could never find a boyfriend.\u00a0 But the the doctor told her she was dying and she decided to have some fun before it happened. Rated: K+ (6,215 words)","rel":"","context":"In "Drama"","block_context":{"text":"Drama","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?cat=23"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]}],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15510","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/44"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15510"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15510\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/14367"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15510"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15510"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15510"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}