17.1.24


Wheres my phone

  Anybody
wasnt that they were ignoring him they were in their own worldswhether in conversation or alone bent over their phone doing something or other
                          Karls phone crapped outdidnt have a charger
Could I borrow yours to make a quick call? 

Sure he had to go into his carryingbag to produce it Knock yourself out

he stopped at Black Sheep for a drinkhis watering hole he didnt share that with a soul one of very few things he was greedy aboutlike a secret when you have one you dont say

Karl

Yeah?

My phone

I set it on the table.

On the table  Why

It’s your table.

My table hand you my phone his shouldersneck bunched  Whadafucks with people 

That makes no sense.

Sense As in you not handing it back to me

It’s friends here.

Next time borrow from someone elses
                                       Don ask me  Spent your dime

Don’t get worked up. I returned it placed it on the table.
Joe.
     hand on his shoulder  firm

he turned away from Karl

Karl wandered 
                   Sam
Here.

You had it

For safe keeping.
                  Saw you loaned it saw him set it down. What kind of server would I be if I didnt make sure you were not for wantif I didnt keep an eye peeled for you?

Aw youre the bestComere Wanna give you a hug

she stepped towards him liked his hugs

he stepped to her he liked hugging herteasing her that fortunatelyunfortunately always something keeping them apartcoming between them
                              her breasts
warmed the cockles of his heartSam was endowed

too bad she was in a relationship

they broke
           Joe. Man.  I love your hugs.

Yahweel you make my heart skip a few beats too

   Back to work. You good? pointed at his drink

For now Thank you

No sweat. Got an eye on you.

Thanks for holding

Yabetch
          Not only is he lackadaisical he’s unthinking . . . and a lousy tipper.

AwJesus he laughed
                           Yacrack me up Sam
Later.


he stopped for a drinkhad two
                               was polite social performative hadnt a clue how they found out about Black Sheep said he stopped in randomly
                         emphasised  random


he took his glass to Sam asked her to close him out

It’s early.

Intimacy was disrupted Didnt see them coming 

I dig . .
. . Dig

You mind? Stole it from you.

I dig Makes me smilebut yamake me smile

You make me smile.  I’m awfully happy you find intimacy, quiet, here.

Anthas in no small part to you Sam

Aw shucks. she dug her toe in the groundcupped her shoulder her blouse opened a tad more cleavage smiled at him he smiled back
     Be right back don’t move a muscle.

she walked away

he liked watching her walk away as much as towards him JESUS 


they settledup
                A little something extra for you watchin out for me Sam

That’s not necessary.

It is
     Now comere ansee ifya can snap my spine despite your impediments

stepping towards him she cuppedclutched her breaststhey swelledwere lacquered appealing in the amberlight  barked The grrls? No such impediments.

let go of their embrace
                           sensational hugger one of a couplethree here who could compete with his gang in Chitown



the walk fivesomethingmiles home was pleasant  evening pleasant

reheated some lentil barley soup buttered sourdough slices

finished eating washing the dishes poured himself a couple fingers of Drambuie wandered into the livingroom to the receiver turned on a jazzblues radio station went to the bathroom set the tumbler on a shelf above the clawfoot tub lit a candle made himself a hot lavenderscented bath  relaxed
                                                               achieved quietude the intimacy of self

before going to bed he laid out his clothes
                                            went through his blackleather carryingbag swapped out a book for another removed filed and replenished pages on the clipboard checked his phone battery plenty went to turn it off
                                                                                                                 Wha the hell
on the protective cover smackdabcenter  a rouge lipstick kissSam
                                                                       her colour
crazy
       but not unlike the Sam he knew

opened it

saw numbnuts Recent call

reversed 
          Photos
wondered
             tapped the icon
it opened to twelve most recent images
                                         last lowerright video   Sam grinning
he tapped it could hear the music in the bar
                                           she blew him a kisslaughed stepped away undid her belt looped it over her headaround her neck tugged on ittightened it like a leash  let it dangle
                                                                           began a sensuous audacious erotic strip 


buckravishingnaked except for darkgreen kneehigh socks shoes belt she stepped forwardher eyes went down  Whacha got there?laughed
                       her eyes came up  Call me.
blew him another kiss
                        screen went BLACK

AMish,  day-between-2-Ts,  17  1. 24
1341,  day-between-2-Ts

he breezed into Punchbowl News AM on-line this morning and read “TO BE SURE, a border deal is still a ways off. Negotiators haven’t yet found a way to bridge their divisions over presidential parole authority, which Republicans want to restrict.”

whichperhaps should have been written  . . . which Republicans want to restrict Biden   

   Republicans the bug up Americas ass 
they had no concerns regarding presidential parole authority while former was in office

delving into the history of parole authority that twists Reds panties he learned it “. . . has existed in immigration law for more than 70 years and has been variously and extensively used by both Democratic and Republican administrations . . . (it) allows individuals to enter the United States for limited period of time for urgent humanitarian reasons or significant public benefit . . .”
                 70 YEARS  
Republican majority 118th Congress managed to muster a meagre 34 bills last year it is the least productive Congress since the Great Depression
                             which hed pose is due to The Big Lie the January6 Insurrection Republican personalities who lack substance  who exhibit an abysmal repugnant lack of Humanity  lack of intellect talent  their GOBsmacking unseriousness

they are unfit public servants

1027,  day-between-2-Ts,  17  1. 24

https://www.refugeesinternational.org/reports-briefs/supplementary-protection-pathways-to-the-united-states-lessons-from-the-past-for-todays-humanitarian-parole-policies/

https://www.congress.gov/browse/118th-congress

https://abcnews.go.com/Politics/118th-congress-track-become-productive-us-history/story?id=106254012#:~:text=The%20115th%20and%20116th%20Congresses,bills%2C%20according%20to%20the%20data

https://www.axios.com/2023/12/19/118-congress-bills-least-unproductive-chart