17.5.21

 
he thought hed play the scenario in its traditional sense not that it was correct he was sure the sides swapped but as long as he kept things traditional he knew he wouldnt throw his buddy too far off 
                                                                                      he didnt wander well off the beaten path                           

as a matter of fact he was very Jeffersonian according to Gospel of Jefferson

Rejecting all organs of information therefore but my senses . . . They evidence realities; and there are enough of these for all the purposes of life, without plunging into the fathomless abyss of dreams & phantasms (which suggests Jefferson had them and they were vivid enough to catch his eyehis attention). I am satisfied, and sufficiently occupied with the things which are, without tormenting (?) or troubling (?) myself about those which may indeed be, but of which I have no evidence. 

he leaned heavily on unevidenced things 
                                           they appealed to him


Follow me now

You always think I have a hard time following y . .
. . Yado

I don’t.

Christ half the time you look like a deer caught in the headlights ya work too hard trying to keep up rationalising the unexpected rather than letting it flow over ya  flights of fancy of fantasy 
                                                                            Ya realise Ive begun this storypremise twice already Im hoping three times a charm

Give me a moment. You understand you come on gangbusters. A lot of people uncomfortable with others in their face.

Are you uncomfortable weve known each other thirty years

Ill tell you, even thirty years later you overwhelm me.
                                                        But you can’t help yourself.
No  I cant help you 


Lets try it again shall we 
                           Going traditional so I don throw you off the mark

Okay. Okay. Traditional.

Eminently traditional 
                       Guys are slob
I’m not a slob.

he rolled his eyes he continued to insist he wasnt a slob
                                                            Im not talking about you Im generalising

Ya remember we entered this foray about me making my bed every morn . .
. . Every morning? I don’t make my bed every morning.

he was sure his sigh was louder in his head than out of his mouth
                                                                      I do Lets segue If you had a date in the evening would you make your bed in the morningmaybe fresh sheets

What are my chances?

YARE GETTING LAID

I am? Definitely.

Okay then I wake every morning thinking Im going to get laid that night  Better

Do you really?

No 
      No Ive just made my bed every morning since I quit sharing a one with my brother as a matter of fact when I married I made the bed Ive always made my bed

So weve established having a made bed or an unmade bed  Okay

Okay. I follow.

his enthusiasm was bleeding out his coals were cooling 
                                                          Do me a favour now  follow an no more interruptions for explanations Q and A can follow if you can remember your questions

A guy invites a girl over to his place who he met at a bar 
                                                           he has no art on the walls no books are evident theres no turntable or records speakers couch is slovenly theres dirty dishes in the kitchen sink theres apparently damp towels lying on the bathroom floor  tub shower is dirty soapstreaked  from the bathroom she can glance diagonally into his bedroombeds unmade clothes lying on it on the floor 
                                                       A beer? he asks   she thinking shell need something stronger but he didnt offer  A beer would be nice, thank you. an afterthought I’ll take it in the can or bottle.  shes seen his place

he enters the livingroom with a couple of bottles of beer
                                                           he motions to the couch Have a seat.  

In a bit. I’ve been sitting most the evening; it’d be nice to stand awhile.

he does have coasters on the coffee table pushes one towards her
                                                                      Oh, man, there’s my checkbook, I’ve been looking for that. Excuse me, would you like something to nibble on? Chips, pretzels, mixed nuts?

That would be nice, yes, please.

I’ll be right back. he goes into the kitchen

she quickly set her beer down on a coaster and opens his checkbook 
                                                                         consistent five figures ledger page after ledger page  five figures 

So ya know wha she says

What does she says?

Yah Whadoes she say 

I don’t know.

Christ man 
            She says Yah, I can live with that.


Im not explaining the joke
 
1530-ish,  Saturday,  8  5. 21
1507,  Thursday,  13  5. 21
Stones  You Can’t Always Get What You Want  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZUqSNbJuGOw