12:54 not 12:24 he was doing that a lot of late flipping numbers around or upside down 

he might have been distressed if he hadnt long ago given up on believing what his eyes told him

                                                                                                     Thats not a photograph photo-illustrations are not photographstheyre manipulations Call them what they are unreal not be seen in the living-breathing worldthe real world blandly the editor told him it was a photograph first he called him a liar then a cunt then he reaffirmed his name and telephone number saying hed be happy to tell him to his face if he wanted to name the place  then he hung up      

these days he trusted his earshis sense of hearing trusted the inflection of voicestheir timbre enunciation their professed sincerity implied innocence   

since more and more people were playing games these days their inherent aplomb overt assuredness revealed more than they meantmore often revealing their ploy they wouldnt call it lying a ploy is a lie it isnt straight forth if someone couldnt be honest with him he had no room in his life for them Go try an convince someone else Im not swallowing it

no he wasnt perfect

he wasnt beyond this kind of prejudice

anif he bid adieu to someone who was being honest  well then he made a mistake  but he wasnt going to worry it it was water over a fall a second chance would be dishonest no matter how honest the mistake 

he admitted times were different however admitting it wasnt to suggest he was happy with current circumstances or the argument That was then this is now You better come aroundwalk in the light of reality

Yahright  Ill cum  You can blow me who didnt like a blowjobsdidnt like head he loved giving women headrisking a broken nose his was broken three times

sometimes late in the evening hed get up from watching a film or writing to take a leak 

he didnt bother with the light

he honed in like a bat played off his familiarity with the bathroom figured his toilet hadnt gotten up on its own two hindlegs and hid giggling in a corner or that someone had stealthilysurreptitiously entered his housekilled the waterunbolted and stolen away with the bowl and tank

he was confidence it stood fast  yawning

there was no reason the toilet didnt yawn

it was his househe didnt have to make allowances for womenwhich wasnt to say he wouldnt if necessary  he wasnt a caveman although the thought was appealing

he couldnt see it

rare blind faith

he pissed

             gargle gargle gargle  a few shakes   he was relieved relieved by the honesty of inanimate objects

things he could depend on

0029,  Saturday,  13  10. 18

1402,  Ywosday,  18  12. 18