those were the days  began in 1963  Monty Hall  before the Monty Hall problem   LET’S MAKE A DEAL!

traders what they became known as audience members began dressing in outrageous costume to be noted and selected to play by Hall

some item a contestant brought into studio was traded for the opportunity to choose among three doors on stage

opening a door prize revealed  the haggling began

Monty asked if they were interested in trading away what they had for one of the other two doors

game theory

however what appealed most about the show to him was when Monty Hall went out into the audience approached women asked them if they had a particular item in their purse  if they did they could sell it to him for cash or  for more cash  hed buy another item yet unnamed

it was crazy the random things women pulled out of their purses while digging into them seeking the monetised items

    FLASH FORWARD

show is still aired

imagine the game show host offering a woman a trader in the audience for suchansuch amount of money if she has Naxolone  either or Narcan Evzio  in her purse

                                                    evidently fentanyl is scary

he wouldnt know

hes not outanabout

                      doesnt socialise

legalisation of cannabis has trimmed risk that he needed only worry as a kid when Nixons government went whole hog in its War on Drugs to decimate jail the anti-war movement attempting to scare people by dusting Mexican marijuana and poppy fields with Paraquat

Dumb dumb dumb politics politicians

                                       he could say that  he was getting his drugs from Hawaii Vietnam  had some uniquely savvy ambitious family and friends in-country

he caught a latent portion of an advertisement that interrupted his youtube music that he couldnt SKIP  it wouldnt let him

fascinating

freeze-frame: NALOXONE “is safe to administer even if the person isn’t actually overdosing.”

What the fuck

                or as younger people say  WTF

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1429,  Thursday

https://synapse.ucsf.edu/articles/2023/04/18/date-ucsf-history-poisoning-people

Frank Turner

    Who the hell is Frank Turner

the name was on a scrap of paper he found in his deskdrawer when he thought to clean out its collected detritus  its excuses him from having gathered it

                                        fallguy

it was in his handwriting

                            wondered why

he pondered better part of the afternoon  went out did yardwork in the sun worked up a sweat   thought

Nope

the encyclopedia wouldnt work

                                 so  he went online Googled the name disturbed that Google changes proper names from capitalised to lowercase

frank turner

              that could be a goodlookin woman sashaying across the street turning heads

he is “Francis Edward Turner is an English punk and folk singer-songwriter from Meonstoke, Hampshire.”

                                                                                                                immediately recognised his face immediately recalled a coworker recommended him  she rolled her arm over  sixseven inches down from her wrist  an elaborate Celtic tattoo  He inspired me to get it. When he does shows he tries to get a local tattoo.

He has a lot. I don’t. Not yet.  Fuck. I gotta travel.

Kayla

if he was younger

freckled ruddycomplexion redhead  smart as a whip    shapely

Do you know what your name means

No.

    Does it mean anything?

It does  Not like Joe

                      Irish is  an youre part Irish

I am. My Dad.

Irish is an excuse me to all Hell Ill mispronounce it so Ill spell it C A O L F H I O N N  Wha the fucks with the Irish A harmonious Ill take the dictionarys word for it  a harmonious blend of the Irish caol means slender an fionn  meaning fair

   Best tell your Dad he did well naming you

she stabbed her toe into the linoleum

                                       Awshucks, Joe, I will, he’ll appreciate that.

Maybe he knows how to say the Irish

Maybe.  But then why name me Kayla?

Theres tha  Balls in your court kiddo

I ever tell you how much I love it when you call me kiddo?

No

I do. I really really do.

                             When are you going to ask me out?

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1155,  Thursday,  17  10. 24

Frank Turner  The Way I Tend To Be  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cf5O2M5GaEA 

. . . I think not  Ill read the papers ask questions Im sure Ill have an youll answer   First

disgruntled bored  Listen. I’ve done this hundreds of times. I haven’t much time. If you’ll sign the papers I’ll vouch that there’s nothing in them harmful to you.

                                           Just sign the papers.

he picked his reading glass up put them on and began to read

he had questions

the terse monotone answers were what he had anticipated he struck several clauses  miffed the interlocutor   Okay. They’re not that significant.   Not to you

he was feeling funny

since he woke

he slept like he was druggedslept the whole night

                                                     he hadnt done that since he could remember when

Okay?

Yes

Sign the papers, please.

he did

             he didnt recognise his signature

that was when he realised he wasnt unwell feeling funny rather  had been infiltrated invaded

as he signed he felt the man across from him watch

looking up he smiled at him  like a wolf

                                          Now that didn’t hurt, did it?

Although it was painful for me doing business with you. Droll.  I’ll say this. Of all the signatures I’ve taken, despite the exhaustive methods to prepare you, by far, you went the longest. You should, no, you ought to, take some solace in that.

I’m not blowing smoke up your ass.

he felt a thickness in his throat cleared it

                                             Tha thas not my signature

As you’re aware, I’m a notary. We established who you are before you signed.

                                                                                   Come now. Certainly no one signs their name exactly alike very time.

he countersigned

                  Ohmy. looked up  My signature . is not exactly the same . . however it attests I witnessed yours.

he stamped it with a seal

    Its not my signature

What?

Not mine

Don’t be absurd. Are you claiming you are not you?think your wife would go to bed with you if you weren’t?

Its not mine

It suffices

    

1030,  reggaefriday,  11  10. 24

1004,  Thursday,  17  10. 24

he saw the wordhad to look it up and no longer than it took him to read the definition from the dictionary he laughed out loudcried Wha an idiot Shhhhh  got doublebarrels from a librarian  Sorry sorry

                                                                                                Wha a maroon

majuscule

             no clue  but if hed been patientreally took the word in rather than being blown up by it he might have been able to figure it out  had he considered its antonym

which is minuscule  minus

                             though hadnt a clue majuscule was not written in context with anything although  yet another hint  MAJUSCULE

means written in capitals “or uncial, all letters the same height”

what an idiot  what a maroon

                                    maybe probably giving him too much credit a broken clock with hands is right twice a day mans definitely got hands  . . . grab’em by the pussy

he may have seenmore likely was toldcertainly didnt read talks at a Fifth Grade-level but certainly cant read at it about majuscule

             in three minutes had forgotten  but what got hungup in the spiderwebs cobwebs was majuscule meant muscular  masculine   thereby he adopted it as a potent virile way to write texts and posts  “SHE DIDN’T WORK AT McDonald’s.”   she  Comrade Kamala

    SEE HOW MASCULINE, MUSCULAR, FATSO IS?

he could be wrong

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