he pulledup a chair to the table Donnie thanks for the beer
You bet. Glad you could make it.
Where are the others
Plans change. Maybe excuses. Bill said maybe near Nine which is horseshit
his old lady won’t let him out that late.
Tha late
That’s late for them it’s alright
. . you made it.
I appreciate the invite Im usually up to some other nonsense thas
beggin me by this time
Nonsense?
My project
Jesus. Still at it?
Aint gonna do itself
I gotta give you credit. You are
committed.
Don commit ifya cant
Until Death Do
You Part In a life Death can be a long
long way off
Fuckin’dark out the gate, man.
No Honestknow wha I speak
he didnt reply death made him
uncomfortable
made a lot of people uncomfortable but thats not
why he said it
it was a reality
he was realitybased
to
a fault
A good day
grateful As good as a day can go. As good as a day can
go. he was grasping for something anything
Since you mentioned my project
Im changing its name
Changing it
Yakiddin me? Isn’t that
like changing horses midstream?
Up on your Lincoln Good
My Lincoln?
Believed to be his remark when running
for re-election during the Civil War
I didn’t know that.
Now you do As long as you don forget
Would you quit with the memory thing?
Seems you have
Stop.
Wouldya?
he eyed him hard
Seems you
have
Im gonna keep pickin onya
Maybe my irritation will irrigate muddy your mind
You really think . .
. . Keepinya on
your toes muthafucker keepinya on your toes
Whawas I talkinbout
Lincoln.
Good
An
Lincoln’s re-election.
An
A horse.
Of
course of course an no one can talk to a horse of course tha is of course
unless the horse is the famous Mr Ed
in a deep tenor I am Mister Ed
Bamboo Harvester
Bamboo . . what the hellare you talkin’ about?
Tha was the horses name
Bamboo Harvester
I didn’t know tha . .
.
. Or maybe you forgot
Would you stop?
I don think you forgotya
didnt know tha
My skulls filled with tons
of useless information
But as I was
sayin
Whawere we sayin
he shrugged
You buried me. What?
Changin the name of my project a
horse in midstream Lincoln Mister Ed Bamboo Harvester
It was a good day
Woudya mind if I ordered another beer
I opened a tab. Have Ariane come
over.
No shit
Ariane Well well well
he motioned her over
Jesus Joe.
Donnie. You know this
mook?
How are you Ariane
Jesus Joe.
Sephora
She’s fine. Donnie?
What?
You know this mook?
Say it
like you mean it
she rolled her eyes smiled
fuckin deep dimples
Youre killin me
We tried. Another beer?
A double Redbreast too please
she laughed didnt cover her mouth another thing he dug about her
Of course two. Howbout a second
double? she winked
Love to
Donnie?
No, I’m good . .
.
. Hes put a nipple on tha beer smiled
lewdly at her
she returned it
her
lewd smile trashed his
Thas my girl
off she went
Mygod she got a sweet ass
You know her?
I do
Renaming my project
Ohyeah. Your project. You really
renaming it?
Nah
Fuckin with ya
Though
if I were yaknow wha I woud
I can’t keep up with you I
actually thought you were renaming it. Your expression, deadpan.
Helps one beat a rap Convincing
Convicted Committed
Jesus.
Jesus Joe Ariane said
he shook his headdropped it forwardeyes to the floor
Just
say wouldya?
Look at me
he brought his head up dramatically
Look me in the face
Are you messin’ me? Yeah or no
changing the name? I can’t tell.
Awready said no
But if I did Tenthousand Commandments Drum the Bible right out of the corps
Fuckin’guy.
That too. said Ariane over
Donnies shoulder That too.
after1600, Sunday,
27 8. 23
1234, Saturday,
4 11. 23
