. . . ya treated me a bit like a cigarette butt

                                               Stepped on me crushed me 

    I did not. coquettishlydelivered  trying to make light of the accusation

Actually  Ja

              You knew my feelings towards them both  Spouted it out so gallant    Negligent

Sydney

Met him years before you did

                                 An you were aware of my affection for Bruen

What? A writer, overseas, you never met him would never meet, didn’t communicated with him. What affection?

Oh I don know  Wha possible affection

                                           Coud be not only did I recommend him but I also checked books out of the library by him for you to read

You remember

                  Conveniently forget

I remember.

    Then why the abysmal treatment

I thought you knew.

 

    Thas youre excuse for blundering in

Then after realising you screwed the pooch ya still couldnt muster  not only a condolence but an apology 

I read him  But I didnt know anything about himhis life

How would I know?

    All the more reason to have been cautious

                                                    Sydney

Fuckin incredible when you told me he died

Two weeks after the fact

 

I thought you knew.

    Think If Id have known

                                  Wouldnt I have called you  told you

 

Treated me like a cigarette butt

Fuckin work on your EQ

              

                                 IQ Youre a fanboy   Secondary to EQ

 

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1649,  Halloween – reggaefriday,  31  10. 25

made him assess  fleeting

he finished takin a leak outdoors  California why use a toilet flush  he was a better steward than that

walking back to the patio where he left broheim and his buddy Bob they were sitting with their beaks in their smartphones

                    thought it queer  curious   Hey boys

they hadnt seen each other in more than a year

                                                    thought theyd be gasbaggin

Hey boys

they looked up

Got time

Time?

To consider an observation

Your dick?

Woudya like to see went for his pants

No no. looked at one another   We’re cool.

Guess well find out

                        Since you were nursing your brain  Braindeadness grey in your faces 

I was thoroughlytempted to give ya some resounding slaps  But perhaps this consideration will do

    Though I reserve the option to crack ya one

they looked like they wanted to remark on his animosity  but  wisely   held their tongues

Takin a leak I looked at the crown the reef of live oaks in the lot next door A huge shadow raced across them

I knew but I tossed a glance up  right

                                             A turkey vulture

He or she circledpassed again Threw their shadow on the canopy again

                                                                                  Seemed deliberate

I wondered if they were admiring their shadow

Wondered  if they realised time is fleeting

    After the second pass they veered west flew away

As they flew into that gulf of blue air I saw two small birds twistturn one chasing the other  They flew headlong into the live oak boughs As they did   Threw shadows too

Flying artfully  Threw shadows on the trees

                                                 But I imagined they werent able to notice  see

Their acrobatics severe  their shadows  abrupt

I cant imagine they recognised time fleeting

 

  Any thoughts

Yeah Bobby said

                       I can’t believe you didn’t piss on your leg.

he an attorney

broheim a college professor

he was a carpenter

had thought he was hangin out with some kind of intellect

                                                                       fooled himself

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1421,  Halloween-reggaefriday,  31  10. 25

caught Ross Douthats podcast Interesting Times he was interviewing Shyam Sankar the CTO (Chief Technical Officer) of Palantir it produces software for counterterrorism military operations corporate data management artificial intelligence

a couple of times during the interview they related “Who is watching the watchers?” and each time he heard Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Latin for Who will guard the guards themselves? Juvenal a satiric Roman poet circa First Century CE Common Era not AD Anno Domini Latin for “in the year of the Lord”  leaving Jesus out of this mess

                      whos watching Palantir

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? 

    Nah nah nah, no worries. Trust us. We have your best interests at heart.

 

he had wanted to learn Latin as a kid

found out what that would entail

the Catholic Church

Fuck

didnt want to learn it that bad

but certain words phrases stuck with him

and since he trusted no one    You have trust issues.    I don  Have no issues at all

    watch watchers  guard guardians

                                           security  freedom

Please excuse our burgeoning Surveillance State.

                                                     It’s for your own good.

good  isnt freedom

                        security

place everyone in cells

theyre safe and sound

    but what of those who have to maintain security

                                                         the jailers

got to imagine the few outside the cells   their freedom  will be awfully awfully fulfilling

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?

                         
                                          thats the job he wants

   

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Interesting Times  Palantir (Tolkien’s Seeing Stones)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4I7UsmX8HI

his father is elderly

had a birthday

made a wish

later that night they were sharing black coffee and Drambuie

    Say?

Ja Dad

Would you care to know what my birthday wish was I don’t buy into that nonsense if you share it it doesn’t come true . . . how many wishes do?

Ja

     Id love to hear

I wished he slid forward in his chair seat towards him created an atmosphere of confidence I wished gravity would let me be, leave me alone.

                      hed take several spills recently  fortunately only his pride was bruised

Thas a great wish

I thought so.

However you recall wha weve conspired to say

I do.

Which is

I didn’t fall. I was shoved.

Ja

       Shoved

 

 

amigo when he related the coffee conversation asked  Shoved?

Ja

Why not admit he fell?

Why

Who would shove an old man?

Be careful

             You aint no spring chick

I remember not a year ago when tha clown shoved you from behind I grabbed ya ya didnt do a header

He apologized. Was an accident, chain reaction, he’d been shoved, fell against me.

    Thas not wha happened

                               But you took him at his word  ignored mine

Thought his chuckle afterwards was a dead giveaway

He didn’t chuc . .

. . He did

                 No mind  Reason I brought up my Dad  The three times Ive fallen around here amigos house catching my flipflop on the ste . .

. . You better watch yourself.

 

    Caught my flipflop on the step

                                         Shoved from behind

An the shove is becoming more violent

Think about it  Ive only fallen outside

                                            Like my Dad

    Shoved? rolled his eyes

Quit

      Walkin beside you Ive grabbed your arm a couple times when youve stumbled

    Or were you shoved

If it’s an option . . shoved . . . but not violently or as you’ve suggested . . an escalation.

I expected the escalation

    Expected?

Ja

       Shoved   I don eat shit  Im frustrating somebody

 

Frustrating.   Somebody.

Ja

        Ive no clue

Spun my Rolodex  Havent found a soul from whom I deserve a comeuppance

Your Rolodex?

Oh  Right

                       You havent one

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What’s with the puss, puss?

    Yakiddin me

What?

I say tha to my cats all the time

Really?

    Ja

           Crazy you shoud ask in kind 

gobsmacked  I don’t know what to say.

Nothing to say

                       When you said I immediately felt the configuration of my  puss

   Displeased?

Under   Statement

 

What’s up?

I benefited a friend

Benefited?

                Gave ‘em money?

I did

        Not give   Made a payment forem

Are you expecting them to . .

. . No

          Unconditional

Leveraged?

Perceptive  Ja

                   Fortunately I can afford it

 

    Then what’s the angstit’s apparent  Can see it in your face.

Tha benefiting her

                       Im benefiting her cunt mother

Mother?

            Pretty grim.

Shes a cunt

             I wish she coud hear me saycome out of my mouth  Shed flip  Her generation didnt take kindly to being called cunts

    Tha said

Has readily earned her cuntdom

    Rolls off your tongue.

Cunt

        Ja

Meet more than your share 

Comes off your tongue easily

    You’ve met more than a few?

Oh fuck ja

Ja?  Yes.

Ja

          A few wha

Of them.  As you've said.

Them  

           Wha

 

You cant say

    Honestly.

                 No.   I can’t say.

Cant say cunt

                      Not youre a cunt

Only a word

Fuck

Only a word

 

    I have a hard time with prudes

                                      Words are in the dictionary

I want my money to benefit her

    Not her cunt mother

 

Then maybe you choose not to help her.

Theres tha

 

 

That sounded morose.

    Im committed

                         Ive admitted I have her back

 

Your expression is interesting.

You commit a long time ago.

    I was in love

                      Vowed

Made a commitment

 

    I’m happy you’ve admitted that.

                                        Yeah.

Fucked. 

1400,  Thursday,  30  10. 25

2316,  Thursday

she was drinking Old fashioneds

too sweet for him

he was at neat large Jamesons

too strong for her

her third

he was late to the backyard barbecue fete

his fourth

           had to work his way through the house thought it was a backyard shindig

So.

 

    Ja

What do you think? 

                     

                       What’s your, opinion, of soulmates? the smile the dimples fuckin bait he could lie to possibly soulfully   get in her pants

No such thing

sounded like something caught in her throat her heart   probably a romance reader  a romantic

                                                                                          Really?

You think impossible?

I tend towards absolutism

                               We havent known each other long enough to have scratched tha

You

 

Me?

Ask a question

                   Obligated to answer it

Could I ask something further first?

Of course

           Its your talkin point  Been awfully nice goin back an forth   Quite fluid

You say you’re an absolutist.

Tend

Yes. Tend.

What odds would you give, percentages, of soulmates?

    Where

Where?

US  The world

                  Theres eight billion theres children cant countem soulmates are lovers  Ja

Ja. Jeez. Yes.

Under eighteen Quarter of the whole population two billion  six remains

    Okeydoke possibly feeling her Old fashioneds

Two

         Soulmates come in pairs

Two? Severe.

Solemates  Severe

                     Now are they a thing my daughters warned me if I wonder if something is a thing it is

Is

Two

      But then I wonder if the attribution acceptance  is to affirm  confirm   Codify desirable aspects  Defines soul   Is enforced

You

        Can I get you another drink

You can think while Im gone

No.

      I’d like another drink.  I believe in soulmates.

Fine  Let me fetch us fresh drinks an you can tell me how many when I get back

 

as he walked away he ratchetedup confirmed his subject matter for his turn

                                                                                  Do you believe in fuckbuddies

She had posed a perfect dynamic segue

       

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I love story problems.

                       she sat forward on the hardwood library chair her hands between her legs and by the quality of her voice he was pretty sure sitting forward like that  her hands  wrists  had to be pressed firmly against her clit

Woudya not do tha

Not do what?

Wha youre doing

Thrilling at story problems?

Thrill less  Backoff your wrists

My wrists?

Your wrists against your clit

What? like a gunshot

                           no sooner out her mouth the librarian Shushed her  a returned volley

Woud you be quiet

Are you kiddin’ me?

You kiddin me

                Looks like bovine perspiration on your upper lip area  Frank Zappa   Seems to me story problems woud get you worked up to the calibre you are

I love them.

You do

             The problem with story problems

You don’t care for them.

Despiseem

What?

The problem is tha its not a story

                                    An woudya rock backoff your wrists lean back maybe your brain will return from its misty watercoloured memories  Barbra Streisand

Its not a story

Story.  Problem.

                   I’m not against my wrists.

Thas its problem

                    Its not a story

An I think you are but too embarrassed to admit it

Im all for masturbation

Invite me to your house I swear Ill be happyelated to lay between your legs an eagleeye watchaya masturbate

shook her head  smiled sweetfuckin dimples  he thought he may have moved in his pants

                                                                                                                  You’re ridiculous. Incorrigible.

You like stories.

To read to read

                 I read for pleasure not to solve a problemSHIT  I don read mysteries whodoneits  See the common thread

I get it I get it.

 

No matter.

I  love  them.

    Tellya wha

 

What?

It only takes one hand

                         You read me a story problem masturbate with the other an lets see if you can satisfy either

 

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Zappa  Dinah-Moe Humm  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDYExmWHlgw

Barbra Streisand  The Way We Were  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifWOSnoCS0M

Bobby  Ya met his Maw

I met Bobby’s Maw? Poolplayer slash and burn slam into the mix Bobby?

I know everybody knows at least a dozen freakin Bobbyshow many Roberts  they tend to prefer Bobby

                                                                                                             Ja

His Maw

Where?

At my Dads birthday  The first one you attended

    Refresh my memory.

Im a refresher a fluffer of mundane asexual invigoration

Jesus. You have to put it that way?

Until you start takin responsibility for your own memory rather than callin on mine

                                                                                        I cant imagine the life youve lead thaya cant remember

What did you say?

Im not repeating myself

                          Find it in the transcript

Transcr . . . what the hell are you talking about?

Bobbys Maw

                Tryin to bring this train daisychain back on track

What?

Transcript

              Youve repeated the story to me numerous times  Seemingly every time my father’s birthday comes up

Oh.  Her.

Oh  Look

              Ja  Her

She gave me the once-over, come hither, gagaga look.

You said she did

You said in her day she was quite the looker.

Today theyre called milfs

I know that. Milfs. I know that I know that.

                                                    I don’t know that.

Callin on my memory.

                          Refreshe . .

. . Please.  Don’t.

Have to if you cant remember wha a milf is

 

FUCK.   I can’t remember.

                                   Go ahead.

A fluffer of mundane asexual invigoration

Oh my God. Couldn’t have left it as fluffer?

No

      Milfs an acronym an you know my disgust withem

Mother Id like   love  I prefer love

                                       Mother Id love to fuck

Yes. That’s it.

                        She was?

Ifya like redheads

                        She was curvaceous

Sport a rack?

Youre all about racks

                                  Curvaceous    I believe is synonymous 

No kiddin’?

None

    As a matter of fact  Had she been born in this time she be a Kardashian  Give me attention

You’re no fan.

Dead to me

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