4.5.17



under the vapour of Thelonious Monk it was a hallmark daya realisation  there was nothing else to call it

at the very least theres an uptick in anything hallmarked(he wasnt referring to the company that names days for its benefit: to-day was Lei Day May Day Law Day Loyalty Day Global Love Day – they have a card for every occasion)

every day  is an opportunity



                              when he sat(it was too weighty for his legs) he wasnt thinking of Hallmark
it didnt occur or prevail in his thinking to call to-day a hallmark day  it simply exerted itselfrevealed its prowess
declared itself hallmark  without condition or manipulation for gain

its stunning prowess was the realisation of every day that passed in his life now was  diminishing his opportunities


he laughed darkly 
              he was nearer his expiration date his Sell By:  than his Born-On date:

his marketHAH  share  was diminishing




Jaysus  Thats depressing she said

Mayhaps  Though I prefer to see it as a realisationIt must be something akin to a midlife crisisan Im still waiting  on   mine

I think youdve had it by now if you were

Ouch  Because Im pass midlife   According to actuaries  their valuations solvency and decay

Thats grim

Thats business

Whered you come up with that

Dont know  I read  I guess thats how actuaries sound when they talk

Dont talk like an actuary  Please

Well  you dont like my accents
Yacant keep to one accent You start out Irish and finish a Yid

Yah   I dont know what that is

Its like your singing  a few words a few syllables sound good  then you spin off the road

I like offroad

You do  but you ought to keep it to yourself
Arent you supposed to be encouraging me if you think Im sounding depressed

he smiled

Babe  I know better   Youd stop me coldStomp on my compassion  Youd tell me everyone is responsible for their own happiness

Ohyou know me so well

I do

Yes you do
           It was a realisationthats all  You think other people realise that earlier than me  Assign themselves  Old  Im an old manIm an old woman

I dont know 

Yah  Me neither


I dont think youll ever be old though  Its not in you


No  Its not


         Still its an innarestin realisation


she shook her head  Yes  A realisation



Thanks for not being droll Buckwheat

I love when you call me Buckwheat

I love you




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