Happy Friday rather happy reggae Friday
the fella looked
perplexedbemused confused he would have guessed him to be younger than
himself though physically not up to
stripe dropped the ball as if there was
nothing to be hadnothing to chase he
wore a heavy braided gold chain around his neck maybe
thats what he chased Huh? Reggae Friday? Never heard that.
You know what its beauty is
Beauty?
Yes
I don’t, feel like I walked into
a joke . .
.
. Hendrix
Hendrix?
Along the watchtower there are
many here among us who feel that Life is but a joke but thats getting away from the beauty of
this
I’m lost.
Happy Friday segues nicely into happy new year man
Ah. yes, happy New Year.
Thank you you believe its Nineteen
No, I can’t.
Came pretty quickhuh
Quick isn’t the word, it’s
surreal. I remember when I was a kid I thought Twentytwenty was the future.
As a matter of fact . . . I
thought I’d be dead . .
.
. You got time
Thanks! he wasnt amused guys game crawled on its belly
Frankly I suppose it comes down
to . .
. . The
glass? Halfempty, halffull . .
. . Or the glass isnt . .
.
. You know, my old man said that wasn’t the question.
No
No. My old man was a physicist.
He’d say that it wasn’t a matter of the glass being either half-empty or half-full.
He said the damn glass wasn’t big enough.
1909, Friday,
4 1. 19
1803, Sunday,
6 1. 19
