When you die will you still remember me?

               Yes

                        I hope

2004,  Sunday,  22  8. 21

You’ll excuse me for saying so . .

. . Mebbe

         he leaned forward heavily onto his elbows on a hardwood kitchen table

she emitted an uncomfortable squeak

Come now were friendsyou were saying 

Yes, I was saying . excuse me . . I’ve noticed in your writing you’re not keen on settings, you rarely imbue the dialogue to a time or place.

Nope

May I ask why?

Of course the chair groaned as he leaned back Whas said supersedes where its said  performedWheres this being performed

she looked around

she couldnt say

                things around her were out of focus coloured film projected on unmooredhanging muslin bleachedwhite burlap or dampsuffering papertissue  inchoate   insubstantial

Looks temporary distressed   doesnt it

Yes.

However its not diminished our ability to talk  to communicate

No.

Then you might agree that it doesnt matter where we are

                                                           Your feet may not even be on the ground  an without a vantage pointwithout scale   Without

We still can talk

Our communication is essential  not where we speak   Where is ultimately superfluous  extraneous

Rarely does setting make conversation

1101,  Thursday,  19  8. 21 

1154,  Sunday,  22  8. 21 

Kip Hanrahan  Ah, Intruder! (Female)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0b7zrpiW4TI 

 

    auditory cyclop raptorial limbs

                                    thats the shit nightmares are made of

he could imagine humansized mantids roaming his neighbourhood

                                                                       Man  anwhen they flew

their BUZZ deafened dinner bells he wouldnt be able to hear his old mans whistle over it anhe blew a fantastic whistle without fingers in his mouthcould hear it two blocks off in any direction although the truth might have been the timing was righthis belly growled he was hungry or that earlier one of the other boys fathers whistled and they flew straight home for dinner

                           a mantid BUZZ overhead might have erased the boyish bravado they mustered to play hardball in the park

                      but if mantids were as few and far between as his experience with them was Play ball hed go out and play until dinner 

but if they were plentiful

he imagined childrens life insurance premiums would rise

                                                             maybe to the extent of saving him from having to hear his old man say Why don’t you go outside and play in traffic? anin his next breath calling inside the house Caroline, call our agent, bump coverage up on Joe. anin his next breath talking to him again Boy, there’s more where you came from; I helped bring you into this world, I can help you out.

                                                         Callous

he didnt think so

                  he thought his old man was practical

his old man was where practicality and being frugal met a wideeye realist through and through whereas he would be an idealistwhich is to say a hardworking idealist

                                                    nothing was going to fall into his lap

wasnt his experience

he hustled 

ran with his knees high

tried to be the first in line evenifhe had to trip someonetried to make opportunity                                                                                                                              he might have been a good entrepreneur if business didnt make him puke

he couldnt make with the pattycake

praying mantes couldnt either

maybe he had something in common with them

                                                  to become familiarthough not intimate

he wouldnt want to hang around with a ganga few females get loaded a gal bends over skirt goes up OHmy mymy  singing La la la laddydee laddydie

this Century

1343,  Saturday,  21  8. 21

0956,  Sunday,  22  8. 21

pattycake  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqBK_ANTm0s