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    ambition
               Google sez
noun
       a strong desire to do or to achieve something, typically requiring determination and hard work.

   a hard fierce check thinking hockey into the boards

concussions

spitting blood

broken teeth


    but ambition is worth that

 

he was accused of not having ambition

those he was accused by family friends   identified ambition as success  monetarily
                                                                                              which wasnt his      

Psych 101

a college elective which he never applied to didnt want to attend
                                                            like magic his parents who wanted him to somehow got him in
Why

    his draft number was low IF the military got its hands on him

Tellya wha he told his parents
                              Draft Notice comes youre welcome to open the envelope  Ill write a notehave it notarised you had my permission to open my mail anya letem know when I get back from my roadtrip Ill get in touch withem

Yaint in unless you step forward at Induction at an American Legion Hall witnessed by existent military an by fevered veterans who actually fought in a real war

World War Two

not Korea
            first of the dominoes America had been convinced were falling if it didnt stop communism
what a crock
            Cunts of the First Order

Letem know Ill touch bases withem when I get back

    If I come back


Its a Big World

 

Psych 101
              professor asked more than two hundred college freshmen what their ambitions were

two weeks later teaching assistants research assistants culled the replies handed their findings to the professor

    Class.  We’ve concluded, ascertained, your results.

the professor called his name
                                Please stand.
he was in the first row

                         as he had been throughout grade school junior high high school

I aint at the front row youll lose me

I have to be there
                   Dig

what Third Grader says  Dig
                                 he did

he stood as he was asked

the professor told the assembly that his ambition was to be happy

    Lotsa luck with that, Joe, it’s an admirable goal. I hope at the end of your life you will have achieved it.

I truly, truly mean that.
 
the professor didnt sound optimisticdidnt  sound   convincing
                                                                  but he may have been cheating on his wife fucking an undergraduate

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Have you heard of DMT
Unlike you to use an acronym.
Man ya cut me off
                     Hadya given me a splitsecond longer

Di methyl  tryptamine

How’s that? had his phone out in hand

D I   M E T H L   T  R  Y  P  T  A  M  I  N  E   I believe
                                                                      Ja  I believe Im right

    An entheogen.

A wha  Ive no idea

                         I havent heard of tha before


It says here, a drug that generates the divine from within. That’s cool.
                                                                          Greek.  E N, within, T H E O, divine, G E N, creates.
Tidy

         Certain sacred plants an fungi Ja

You said ayahuasca, preceded DMT.
                                          Dimethyltryptamine.
Ja
    Got peyote san pedro cactiwhich contains mescaline   psilocybin

Check this  Root bark of the iboga shrub
                                            So says Stanford
Stanford street cred right

he laughed
                  Street cred. Yeah, right, legit.

Definitely legit

                   I liked whaya read  generates the divine from within

Ill assume religious overtones are unnecessary
                                                  Rip away another value as it tries to absorb it

That's a thing with you, isn't it?

Thing

Dressing down religion, expanding Tolkiens cellar doo . .
. . Please
            Nothing beautiful about tha
Maybe  
         Maybe once you go through it

    Maybe

I’m gonna have to circle back, read more on DMT.

Ought to be a hoot
                     Keep me in the loop

You likewise.

Just a text away

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crossed the patio from taking a leak in the shrub roses theyre growing so well hes proven beneficial
                                                                                                                         FOR ROSES  

he crossedback to where buddy was sitting playing Of course with his smartphone
                                                                                                           addiction  obsession
they had been discussing an author  a commentator

maybe he was on his phone trying to digup more facts to argue him

the authors opining frosted his fanny

    Whadaya doin now on tha damn thing

I got a text from Dee.

Dee
       Why not D  Shorter still

From Dee.
Spelled

          D  E  E
Yeah.

Id spell it  D

Keepinup with your sense of brevity

You got to be an asshole?

I gotta be me
                 Me an Sammy Davis Junior
As I was takin a leak it occurred to memade me laugh

    What’s that?

Every author writer essayist poet wha have you every one ofem is telling you How-To
                                                                                            Ya shoudnt be mad at me for knockin him

A guys got to eat

                      Anif hes fortunate to make money writing

He can have dessert too

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Sammy Davis Jr.  I Gotta Be Me  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17OwXVBmvQs

Jordie

          he calls him that
guy always has to makeup nicknames for people

    Man Ya shoud have gonein with felon branding shit

Branding?

                What are you talking about?

The friend you just named

You know who Im talking about.

I don know who youre tal . .
. . Professor from Canada
Ahja  Tha fuck

You didnt give him enoug . .
. . Him an the other Gave em damn near twenty minutes antha was after I vettedem foundem reasonable learned
           Then they opened their mouth an started jerkin each other off

    Wha ofim

I think you’ll like this.

Recent

I’d say last week no later than.


Awright  Ill play
                        Whad he say

he cleared his voice

Is this gonna take awhile
                            If it is lemme refresh my coffee
No.
      It’s a sentence. 

Or otherwise ya woudnt have remember

You wanna cut me some slack?

Whenya earn it

                   Whad your buddy say

Jordie said Every boy should be a monster.

This How-To professor

He’s not a how . .
. . Somebody tells ya shoud shoud   ya shoudnt listen to em

Every boy being a monster was accompanied by . . unleash your inner monster . attract women . . . gain respect from other men . but . control it to avoid becoming evil.

He miss wha a monster is

                              Had I been at his TED Talks among his studio audiencewhaever Id have immediately interrupted himasked him a question

 

    Whawoud you have asked him

What would I have asked him?

Ja  You

I wouldn’t have asked anything, he was imparting his knowledg . .
. . Opinion
              Your buddys a psychologist authorHow-To  a media commentator known for his views
opinions on cultural political issues
                                         Tha from when I vetted him an the other learned  charlatan
They were good on paper

Then they opened their mouths

Its too bad you werent presentneed a third in a circle jerk a quorum  quorcum on your striped longsleeved cornflower blue an ivory shirt

What the hell are you talking about?

The question tha shoud have occurred to youimmediately  an interrupted him

I told you I wouldn’t have a question.

At the Kool-Aidhuh

Not at the Kool-Aid.

Yawere

             Had I been present heardim bray tha line Id have stoodgot off my ass

What shoud every girl be

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it was hot

it was late Fall

unseasonable

the sidewalk and he were patterned by the movingshadows of bare tree branches overhead

he was walking home for lunch from grade school


his mother seemed distracted when he arriveda quick kiss atop his head she left the kitchen

she had made him lunch
                            a white Wonder bread Cheez Whiz sandwich cup of Campbells tomato soup warm carrot and celery sticks a sweating glass of cold milk above the tableware like an exclamation point


    he wondered if he did something to deserve this
it was Monday

he had been to a birthday party Saturday

a group of the kids snuck off to the basement and played spin the bottle

he kissed pecked Gale Prellberg

Jannet Zipparo spun and when she went to kiss him she openmouth kissed himtook his breath away  slowlysitting back she said  That’s called a French kiss.
he was looking down her blouse
                                    she had cleavage
because Jannet was chubby
 

he wondered if Jannets mother called his mother
 

 

years later he walking on the same sidewalk under the same trees along Belle Plaine Avenue a block behind Gale
       she was something to behold from behind

she crossed Greenwood Avenue went right

                                                he knew her house was second from the corner
he lost sight of her


as he crossed Greenwood he saw that she was standing on her front porch
                                                                    Comere!
he came

            as he walked up toward her house trying hard not to be too obviousglancing at her perky big tits
they jutted
             they were incomparable
perky
       and big
howd she pull that off


Follow me.
he had been
Okay

she lead him up a narrow sidewalk along the side of the house into the backyard and to a dilapidated leaning garage off the graveled alleyway

the door to it was swung in and open  it wouldnt close

inside was a two door turquoise Studebaker sedan on concrete blocks

Nineteenfiftynine.

Cool

she opened the passenger side door

appeared she was going to get in

she pausedplaced a foot on the door sill turned her back was to the door
                                                                               Do you remember that birthday party we were at where we went down into the basement and played spin the bottle?

I do

    I was a little jealous I didn’t get to French kiss you.

I didnt know you want to kiss me

 

Do you remember that party a year, year and a half ago maybe longer, where we went into the closet, we were playing Seven Minutes in Heaven?

Ohyes   Yes I do

Weah . . ah . felt each other up.
They opened the door early on us

                                          I walked out backwards
she laughed had sensational dimples
                                                Yes.

I saw you walking home behind me.

Yes

Were you following me?

Yes

I thought so.

                 And thinking I thought about our interrupted seven minutes.

Yes he wasnt sure he was breathing any more

    I thought . . . we should have our time.

she stepped off the sill sprung the back of the passenger seat forward and went head first into the backseat
her skirt rode up

she wasnt wearing panties

 

soon he wasnt either

                            hed say

but he wasnt one to kiss and tell

 

    he would say  torrid            

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