they were high

               sitting outdoors on a flagstone patio in resin frame Adirondack armchairs with the sun on their backs

they were really high

talking

       even when they were straight his buddy found his subject matter bizarrehis exposition incoherent

he wasnt incoherent

                     Moby just couldnt keep up with his flightshis streams of consciousness

no Thar she blows!

he interrupted

               Excuse me, excuse me . . you don’t mind . excuse me.

unlike him hed know where he stopped and could pickup afterwards

                                                                         Sure

Could we sit very still a while and not speak, just listen.

Im game

they shaddup he shaddup

bright shiny silver white silence

Moby lived remote in the hills

wildlife silence is loud

 

in the distance over a tall dense reef of live oak a huge black bird appeared wings wide gliding dead on towards where they sat 

it was descending descending

    lower  lower

he motioned Moby with his head to its approach

Moby looked up

still on glide flawlessly still descending   appearing larger and larger

                                                                         extraordinarily large

his imagination tickled him rife  Harbinger of Death lacking only its wicked sickle  why not

        descending

             ENORMOUS

silence shrieked

                 Best look lively bro vulture thinks were dead

Mobylurched he startled him

                              the vulture veeredright not fifteen feet over their headsnot twenty feet away

they made eyecontact

didnt look like a vultures eye

Christ man when was the last time you showered

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Esbjorn Svensson Trio  Still  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eR6VrIkzY5g

wasnt their day

they were still pretty tipped

Wha kind of bird is that

                         Moby was a boider

Where?

Just off the steps beneath the feeder moving this way   Appears ravenous

There.

The only one

You know its name.

If I did I wouldnt be asking

I’ve told you its name many times in many different places.

Ya quiz me In one ear out the other Im no boider Im not fascinatedother things occupy my mind

Maybe if I don’t tell you I might pique your interest.

No That would be a mistake   Be the exteacher you are

That’s a towhee, bigger than a sparrow, kind of spastic in flight.

Looks like its stalking us  Eats seed correct

Seed and berries, acorn, plum and apricot, during breeding season supplements its diet with insects.

Is it breeding season

We’re on the cusp, why?

the towhee continued hopping towards them

                                               Because this one appears to be stalking us  I wouldnt put it past it to embrace palingenesis rebirth regeneration suddenly go Cretaceous on us  devolve into a teethy velociraptor

Feels mighty like its stalking us

You’re being ridiculous.

Hahah  Last famous words theyll find blood an meatbits an wonderscratching their heads What happened here?

the towhee brazenly continued hopping towards them

Shit. You’re creeping me ou . .

. . Time for another beer . .

. . Sure.

when he got up out of the resin Adirondack chair for the beers the towhee didnt spook  he gave it a wide berth as he walked past  the towhee didnt spook

                                        such is the breeding season

Moby might have to submit to sex

 

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Tucker Carlson 

                 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8lSgEJNW8B4

reporting from Moscow

  passport revoked

at long last to sing Motherland Sweet Motherland deep into the Mongolian night

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he didnt have big hands

but he had excellent handeye coordination

his hands were strong

therefore evenif they were overwhelmed by acting in unison he could catch anythingeverything he could touch

they were exceptional for sixteeninch Clincher softballs

                                                         and big tits tits that looked so much larger because his hands were small 

and girls who had small breasts also liked that their breasts looked bigger in his hands

he was a commodity

he didnt mind

he relished it

 

while handeye was a happy happenstances there was something more at play  he was incentivised

obviously touching and holding girls incentivised him

however unknown to others was another quotientwhich he realised  he was compelled it was performing before loved ones during softball games at summer family picnics  

they were held at a lake park 

it was now a Nature Center  

they werent really lakes they were lagoons   stews

he played first base

the diamond was inconveniently setup by Park District not thirty mitres from a lagoon

any bad throw he didnt knock down or catch for the out or missedlet past him frequently ended up in the water

and hed have to go after it

no one was keen to play first base except him

he had good hands 

 

family appreciated him the game was harder to play with a slick waterlogged ball

and he appreciated the girls       

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John Fogerty  Centerfield   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xq3hEMUeBGQ

   

Russian war crimes

evidence

a shrapnelsmashed incubator amid rubble in a Ukraine maternity hospital

start there

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