. . Listen listen  he was forever interrupting

                                                 Tellinya  You do you  An I do me   Seems our bachelor an master degrees were nothing more than laying groundwork for the years an years wed be masturbating 

                                                                                             Im sick an tired of doin me

I needwe need to find affections who woudnt mind effecting us doin usCHING CHING an I aint talkin Chinese baby

he shook his headeyes closed I hear ya, man, I hear ya.

You hear me you hear me fuckin echo

                                           You the one nearest Nevada Tahoe twice this summer the one with cash to burndisposable income but you drag your tired ass back to chase locals who hold their sex tightas tight asif they were holdin their purses to their titties in questionable parts of questionable citiesthey aint putting out Aint no antediluvian sex passion mischief crimelets call it a crime cuzit aint been named yet headin your way 

                                                                                             Aint I know it  You shoud too

They stiff youstiff ya maybe gigglinslappin their knee as they drive off leavin you standing alone in the parking lot  Ifya look chances are spent rubbers are scattered allaround 

                                                                B B King man  How blue can you get  Thanks for the snack Anas Richard Pryor said Difference between me and a white man . . a white man drops fifty dollars for a meal and gets a kiss at the door. Me? I spend fifty bucks I’m fuckin’ something, even if it’s her dog, I’m fuckin’ somethin’. 

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818PMpreferred,  Monday,  22  8. 22

B B King  How Blue Can You Get  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l45f28PzfCI

Pancake How did he get that name

I gave it to him. 

he found that written on sheet of paperamong others and many other scribbles it piqued him  he called his friend for the backstory couldnt remember off the top of his head 

Pancake. I’ll need some context . . offhand it doesn’t ring a bell.  

                                                                   then he tried to make light of his inquiry by asking him if blueberries were on top or mixed into the batter alluding to himhis preference for blueberries mixed in he disliked compote dolloped on top a stack of buttermilk pancakes and called blueberry pancakes  they aint

You told me he was a grade school classmate Id think if you nicknamed him thatd stick in your head

Yeah. 

         I got nothing.

Thas unfortunate Pancake was all yours an likewise will remain all yours buried in some hole in your memory Reminds me of a quote I heard Angels in America HBO Nothing unknown is knowable

Until it becomes known anyway.

he rolled his eyes sounded loud enough in his head that he thought he might have heard it on his end 

                                                                                                            he paused a moment for him to say What was that?  he didnt  So make the unknown known do the process don just say Thas the challenge isnt it Don be dismissive

Dismissive? How so?

Your remark until it becomes known anyway  I find that simplistic  

It’s simple . . we knew nothing about Uranus until it was discovered and now we know a lot. What am I missing?

Nice try at diversion We didnt discover it someone didmy point being why don you pursue something unknownfor now  stretch your mind your imagination

Couldn’t agree more . . that’s the basis of science, curiosity, progress, survival.

Im happy we agree  So dig in walls come tumbling down

I think walls are usually semantic.

Semantics Fine  Then share something with me other than walls 

                                                                     You keep diverting the conversation

One I obviously don’t want to have. 

                                      We’re nitpicking when we actually agree.     

Seems nitpicking ought to stimulate ones thought-process

On a whole other front . . I can meet you for coffee tomorrow or not until Friday.

Whas up Tuesday through Thursday

I’ve filled it with dates, you’re the one who has an open dance card, not me. 

                                                                                now trying provocation in addition to diversion

Ill seeya Friday By then youll have something to say or relate or maybe youll remember Pancake O Great Void in the Brain Pan

Friday.

          Pancake Boy is all yours, I wash my hands of him.

He wont wash off You named him

Pancake is an unknown for now. 

                                   Maybe he was defragged somehow from my conscious.

Or yare not trying 

                   Anif hes defragged ya might have some concerns about the rest of your brain and memory friend

Would you let it go. he was iratecould hear it in his voice 

                                                             Pancake Boy means nothing to me. I’ve got bigger fish to fry like remembering Pi, three point one four one five nine two six five three eight nine seven nine.

Just numbers you might be making them up I don know don care They arent people 

                                                                                         Yare quitting  I asked quote How did he get that name  You answered quote I gave it to him Either you make something up for Friday or make the unknown known

the irritation hiccuppedfaltered a sigh When and if the neuron fires that harbors Pancake Boy you’ll be the first to know.

Ofcourse the first Im the only one asking

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