Hey, uncle, Dad, check out this photo that popped up my phone this morning; it's pretty cool.

they were seated across and beside him he angled it so they could see it at once

it was a selfie of his nephew at a campsite a glittering lake behind him his beard must have been four inches long a Grizzly Adams shot if ever one was taken

It’s from the summer I spent in Idaho working Forest Service, flyfishing and camping weekends . .

. . When you weren’t at the bar  his father said

Actually, Dad a droll disdain registeringthough not divisive obviously a point of contention obviously a father-son son-father dig the bar was above the lake, above the river that fed the lake.

I never saw your beard that long When did you work in Idaho

Five, five six years ago . . this summer . I think.

Nice beard

Thank you.

Though you know me Im confused

I don’t know you to be confused . . 

. . You don’t know him as well as I do.

I know your Dad to often be confused but I think its the disorientationthe dark to sudden bright that coincides when he pulls his head out of his ass Ostriches aint got nothing on your old man

his nephew laughed

Yare welcome to it if ya like 

                              Notice he aint smilinhumoured He has a hard time laughing at himself

I don’t appreciate being the butt of a joke.

But you wear it so wellhowever if I may returning to the photograph and that itlemme know if Im understanding correctly the photograph self- if you will selfpopulated on your phone

Yes.

I need more than yes 

                       How does that happen

I store my pictures in the iCloud.

Ive heard of it

Your uncle wouldn’t know an iCloud from a rain cloud.

Maybe from a raincloud  but not a fogbank I-Cloud you say

I store, automatically, all my photographs in the Cloud.

So photographs can selfpopulate

A clever feature, I think, that Apple provides its users, if they wish; for me it’s a nice surprise throughout the day to be randomly reminded, see glimpses of times gone by.

You gonna tell your nephew Let bygones be bygones?

Naw thats more in line in vane with you Ya forgetI don 

                                                          he pointed to his skull  My cloud a cloud that cant be hacked cant be corrupted Any given day I see memories

You have to realize your uncle doesn’t own a camera; he doesn’t take pictures.

I do not Never much cared being behind a camera I rather think people who take pictures are doing so because they donwanna be in front of it  like your old man

That’s the second time you've called me an old man . . 

. .Incorrect Ya know better than tryin to put words in my mouth Thats the second time I said your old man as I addressed your son 

                     Unknot yer panties must be uncomfortable to sit on But back to my question the Cloud autopopulates photographs to your phone

Yes, uncle.

Thank you Does it automatically populate video

Yes.

Look . . . Mikey . he gets it!

Nice Life cereal I aint thick  though I think you might both be however more so or more likely to Tommys deficit

Mine? How so uncle?

Your old mans long in the tooth he shifted in his seat again displeased being called old an likely his endearing modesty hes a nice guy wouldnt have him taking nudes of a girlfriend or recording sex acts yaknow for shits and gigglesright

Okay. Tommy smiled a real big oneone of those Cheshire Cat shit-eatin grins Although I'm still not following you.

the old man leaned in but didnt say a word

How long has this technology been available

Nearly ten, yeah, I’d say ten years.

Wow Didnt have a clue  Youve been married five years

Almost six.

So yare home with your wife yare conversing  your phones are on the table because phonesparticular to your age group go everywhere go anywhere with you 

Yeah.

 

             Yah  An your really smartphone populates a porn snippet of an old adventurous girlfriend with your cock in her mouth 

                   I seem to recall the girls you were going out with were girls you knew in high school an correct me if Im wrong  Lisa was a year behind yatwo years Idonknow in high school  a small school

Now a really innarestin kitchen table chat will ensue  Why do you still have that picture on your phone?

 

Tommy didnt say a word 

                         If I may as Im fond of whas good for the goose is good for the gander I cant imagine youd be very happy viewing your wifes porn snippet a vigorous hand job some guy gnawin her pussy 

Porn snipsitinthebud 

Christ                                                                                                                                   

Really userfriendly                                                          

Random population

GPS 

     Devises devising Man look at us Whadaya say  Lets workup some fireworks  

Two words for you Tommy   Deep Learning  I know that much

1600ish,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  9  6. 21

1612,  Reggae Friday,  18  6. 21

Mikey, he likes it!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vYEXzx-TINc

 

his family wasnt irreligious they lived in California grewup there  as a matter of fact there were more religions in their somewhat rural community than you could shake stick at than Doan’s had pills 

religion didnt capture their interest 

                                   if push came to shove they could admit being partial to Greek mythology Titans Gods and Goddesses Monsters Cyclops  Pegasus 

                                                he was particularly attracted that Gods and Goddesses could materialise paterialise out of the bluethe golden ether and pleasure themselves with a mortal made perfect sense itd probably get old fucking Gods and Goddesses and likelygiven their sexual appetites proclivities in a short while the maulings would be incestuous 

               not that that would bother them they had ascended incest riles only the pious the petty the mortalmade

he just began dating a girl from Iowa 

                                       a looker a real sharp cookie

then not as sharp 

                  she had a religious background or rather her mother did  her mother said grace at every meal no matter where they dined she liberally spread her religionwhatever that religion was at that time

he met her parents not Met   they ran into each other 

he had been out of town on a job for a few weeks 

her house was between where the job had been and his place he thought it might be nice to drop in unannounced 

late afternoon 

               he grabbed some thick ribeyes peppers onions mushrooms greenbeans Greek yogurt blueberries beers

he rapped at the door

Daddy answered he looked nothing like his daughter 

                                                       Can I help you? was sizing him up

No thank you  Is Elle home

Just a moment.  he closed the door behind him as he turned to walk into the house 

growing up if he answered the door hed stand there and yell so-an-so into the house  they were eleven

 

Im curious Elle

Yes.

So around Christmas time when you were a kid did you your siblingsyour parents go around the neighbourhood at night bundled up singing carols

Yes.

for some reason he couldnt explain to her later that tickled his funny bone something fiercesomething awesomebefore he could check himself his laughter eruptedtore out of him in goutsblew up out of his belly and lungs peal atop peal wave splashingslathering wave

she was not humoured

her eyes got shiny

her features hardened

wiping tears from his eyes he was somewhat shocked her attractiveness eroded

he choked out his laughter

You think singing Christmas carols is funny?

                                               hardhard voice

I hadnt thought so  but apparently

Did you, did you grow up living under a rock?

Ohfuck ohmy hedidntthinkhepossiblyhadanylaughterleft evidently his well was deeper than he knew Thatsah reallyah  very funny Elle

               he erupted again into spastic bellylaughter

he had to admit when he gathered himselfwhen he wiped tears from his eyes he was somewhat surprised she hadnt left

1600ish,  Day-between-Two- Ts,  9  6. 21

1141,  Reggae Friday,  18  6. 21

Nubya Garcia  Source  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vL4Ae5ORq24

 

What the hell? You said bedtime. You said, “Alright, time for bed, you coming, time for bed.”

You woke me up to tell me it was time for bed.

I was sleeping.

Alright. That’s okay, you feed me, I bought in.  It’s time for bed.

While you did your toiletry I stretched, can’t jump off the rocker cold onto the floor.

Come on, you said, as you made your way up the hall, turning lights off behind you.

Usually I like to play the game with you getting up onto the bed before you get your ass in it, but I was chasing bunnies when you woke me and I actually caught one, I had to decide what to do with it, never caught one before; that’s when you woke me. Trust me, I’ll return the favour, just when you catch whatever it is you were chasing.

You’re in bed, under a cool sheet and, wait, gimme a moment, you wouldn’t shut up about it, got so I memorised it, wait, yes, I just woke up, yes: robinegg blue, cotton herringbone twill thermal blanket.

So you beat me to bed. Your legs are spread. I’ll sleep between them.  Aaaah.

The bed’s so much softer than the hardwood rocker; why didn’t I fall asleep here? Oh yeah! You were watching a film. I wanted to be near you.

Aah, this is nice.

 

I wonder if I’ll catch that bunny again. Maybe I’ll get a salmon like a bear. The water rushing madly between rocks, boulders, against my rump, salmon leaping upstream, white water . . .                                                                                                 

                                    What the hell?

What the hell’s that?

she cracked her eye open 

                          just in time to see that goofy JESUSGOD! Aww’m cumming! face

 

You really had to disturb my sleep to say you’re going to bed when you should have said  I’m going to bed now to masturbate.

You really should have been explicit.

Going to sleep and going to masturbate are two different things, aren’t they?

 

I’m outa here.

 

Fucking inconsiderate human.

I’m pissing in a corner; lotsa luck with that.

                                                  What horseshit.                                                  

2226,  Twosday,  15  6. 21

1151,  Day-between-Two-Legs,  16  6. 21

Fela Kuti  Why Black Men Dey Suffer  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvmKcB-nziE

It was hard to remember what to forget.

 

hed been looking at that statement on an off for a few days since reading it 

he took it somewhat as a challenge

he didnt know where to start

to remember

or to forget 

maybe he thought it was particularly difficult for him because he had a long memory  he often called his parents to ask them if he remembered correctly or had he read it somewhere dreamed it or fabricated it  lied and fixed it as a memory

he spooked his old man 

                        Why would you remember that, you were two, not even three. Talk to your mother.

his mother did as mothers do  tied it up in a pretty bow 

                                                           You remembered it exactly right, as you unerringly do. I suggest you quit doubting yourself. Your mind's like a bear trap; you have an elephant’s memory.

 

 

 

It was hard to remember what to forget.

Reggae Friday afternoon,  11  6. 21

 

no shrinking black female violet Mr Putin

                                             Rachel Scott

https://www.cnn.com/videos/media/2021/06/16/vladimir-putin-press-conference-questioning-sot-vpx.cnn

2259,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  6. 21

 

the elected House Republicans who are willing to lie about American history

they would rather have not said

                                    

but the cats are out of the bag 

wish we hadnt done that 

                           would rather have cinched it tight tossed the canvas sack in the river and drowned them

Andy Biggs  AZ

Mo Brooks  AL

Andrew Clyde  GA

Scott Des Jarlais  TN

Paulie Gosar  AZ

Ronny Jackson  TX

Doug La Malfas  CA

Thomas Massie  KY

Tom McClintock  CA

Ralph Norman  SC

Mike Rogers  AL

Matt Rosendale  MT

Chip Roy  TX

Tom Tiffany  WI 

                   gulb gulb   gulb  donsweat the bubbles will subside in a moment

2019,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  6. 21

https://thehill.com/homenews/house/558867-14-republicans-vote-against-making-juneteenth-a-federal-holiday 

Don McLean  American Pie  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iX_TFkut1PM

 

a flyer wheatpasted in a bathroom somewhere

where would that be

the line wasnt his he could only wish it was

Rachael Maddow

had something to do with the Justice Department acquiescence to Former

he read the obits every day fingers crossed 

                                               Maniacal oaf

STOP  stopstop stop 

                        Yare not letting it lay at maniacal

Too imprecise

Comon lets throw some colour at the canvas Well Pollocktise it vomit on it

Awright I went maniacal

I raise you Illeismatise The Commander-in-chief The President when he talks about himself in third person but not a stylistic devise or foray  thatd be literature 

                                              Cant read with your head up your ass

Or cant read 

Me  Me me   me

Your turn was next

Lemme take the low hanging frui . . 

. . Like his balls

Ugh Really man 

Tryin to spice it upMama mia dem some spicyah meatahballsaah

                                                                   Apologies to our Italian friends 

It goes without saying

Your turn

Narcissist

Ya say egoist I say egotist

The difference

Selfish versus selfcentered 

                             Low hanging fruit

Yes Psychopath

Bring it home baby

Sociopath 

Got anything else

Yah

        Yacan look down

 

 

 

 

Ohmy 

 

2200ish,  Twosday,  15  6. 21

1328,  Day-between-Two-Balls,  16  6. 21

it was a cosmicComedic setup

                                anwhen something bigger than you intervenes its wise to go with the flow 

the episode began when he blanked while spelling gingham 

                                                               he wrote red and white gigham top 

breezing back  editing  gigham caught his eye That aint rightis it he knew it wasnt he Googled to confirm

                                                                                                              first listing to appear (343,000,000 results -- 0.80 seconds) were Ads models in gingham tops or whatever women prefer to them to be called and his eye droppedManohman on a ravishing buxom model  she had to be Hispanic  Caribbean South American Indianblood  all nicelyfolded together making a flakey delectable pastry  strudel appealed to him fruitfilled to bursting he wasnt familiar with flakey Hispanic pastries

no sooner had he alighted on the page than Venn walked in behind him not Sven not Scandinavian Venn as in diagrams notoriously he resorted to Venns bell-curves graph diagrams x- and y-axes to explain his thinking a thinking which was defined numerically statistically but he didnt gamble which suggested if statistics were emphatically his be-all end-all he should have put himself to a test however he was satisfied by overlybroad quantities not specific details   which he believed would denote quality 

                       My gosh, who the hell is that? 

No idea  A gingham n-g model

N-g?

Gingham not gigham which I knew I spelled wrong

And Googling your misspelling she popped up?

Yare lookin at her

Send that to me.

Send it to you

Yeah, I wouldn’t mind dropping in on her from time to time. 

                                                              immediately it occurred to him he ought to gift him a subscription to Playboy  Ah but Playboy wasnt Playboy of the 50s 60s early 70s  no skin mags were today

Send it to you 

Yes, please.

he sent it 

           probably fake tits he dislike fake tits  fake anything revealed something about their personality  then the need to flaunt it chilled him

 

 

cosmicComedy

frozen pizza

when yare stoned yare stoned

keep things simple 

Venn went to offer him two choices

Stop  when Im feeding you I don give options I got wha I got  Ya donwanna eat I dig  Go pizza  Easiest 

as Venn opened the packaging he read  Rack. Eighteen to twentyone . .

. . Sounds perfectwha Id expect

Perfect? Perfect?  What are you talking about?

RACK he was emphatic Eighteen to twentyone  Perfect

he shook his head side to side like a dumb beast What are you talking about?

Eighteen years old to twentyone years old Rack

                                                        ruining yet another implied joke  slow on the uptake  killed him

What’s eighteen to twentyone years old?

Really  Ya gotta ask 

Eighteen to twentyone years old?

Yare killin me ya need to repeat it 

                                   RACKS  Eighteen to twentyone year old racks 

Racks?

Jesus 

          Tits

Tits?

Young tits

Tits?   Rack.  Ohyeah, I get it.

Ohyeah  Anin the meantime tits have aged ten yearsChrist

I . .

. . Shush  I don wanna hear your I

Venn stood there holding the emptied box

                                            There’s another way, there’s bake.

Bake

Yeah. Twentyone to twentythree. Bake in a pan or on a cookie sheet.

Bake sounds older  Twentythree to twentyfive

How old do you think the Shein USA model was?

Ya kiddin me

What?

Were dancing around about years rack an pan  anyou recall the company the model posed for and wonder her age

Yeah, so, actually I was thinking more of her bust and cup size.

No  Cant go there  First off theres no scalethe photograph lacks scale

I’d say she ample.

Id say shes fivetwo her figure proportionate  Shes not statuesque not an Amazon

I’d say, since you’ve had your say, probably much taller and bustier; I’d guess thirtysevens, C-cup.

Id say yare dreaming

                       You saw her ethnicity  Hispanics tend to be smaller  So rather than the violence of fixing her in your mindpulled aparttortured to met your inflated assessment  stick to a commonsensical appraisal

I’d say, you  don’t   know.

Yadoneither

                   Rack the pizzawoudja

1810,  Saturday,  12  6. 21

1036,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  6. 21

Doors  Love Her Madly  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5iqfXaGliq8 

 

Mare Lovell 

             last name not to be confused with or was related to James Lovell twice to the moon but didnt walk on it

he was like James twice to her bedroomspent the night but didnt walk

he rapped at the house door

she was expecting himshe made the invitation 

Mare times was scatterbrained it endeared her to him mostly because shit stuck in his memorybanks 

                                                                                                           Good thing you have a long memory; I need it. she laughed gayly it was infectious deep dimples

he checked the door locked 

                              he rapped again

he took the key from its hiding spot 

                                      when her mother was alive shed call him if she was running late and ask him to go over and help her with her medication

he went to school mornings he studiedwas free in the afternoon

he didnt mind 

               her father was somewhat an art collector the house was huge Mare would forget to tell him of her fathers latest purchase so when he helped out he was often thrilled hed leave notes for her fatherhis opinion his father left him notes  acknowledged his eye 

he unlocked the door and returned the keyhe had a key in his pocket 

                                                                         twice before he broke a window to get in when Mare took the key inside but didnt return it

it was critical her mother have her medicine

later there was a full-time nurse

which was a reprieve a relief to Mare and him

Mare he said rather than yelled 

                                  she was jumpyoften distracted by the thoughts in her headamazing thoughts so if he yelled hed pop her like a bolt of speed

her choices were 747s Xanax Klonopin Seconal Numbutal he disliked the fit of it on her called it Numbedbrutal Yeah, well, just be grateful you don’t have to take these. 

he wasnt sure she had to  

he heard a shuffling upstairs

he bound up the carpeted stairs

the sound was from her room her father let her have the master bedroom its spacious bath and closets Mare promptly dropped a Californian King in it 

                                  one could get lost in it 

she did the two times he slept with her dejectedlySLEPT

her door was cracked

she wasnt modest 

                    Everybody’s got a body. Yah but not everybodys got a body like you Mare Ya understand how it affects me she laughed  I do; it's uplifting for you.  Ah, poor baby, bad joke. she conceded then and a few other times to give him crazed hand jobs 

                               she was marvelously intent her eyes fixed on his cock  glanced up into his eyes as she stroked himread him they went on fifteentwenty minutes  she teased him a couple times that she lost where his ejaculate went I think it hit the ceiling. 

It's textured, no big deal. 

he went in noiselessly

her long curly redhair hung off the bed 

by look of the appleass hiding her face the girls were deep in the throes of a hardy sixtynine 

he walked up to the edge of the bed they didnt hear him  Mares eyes were closed

he ran his thumbnail down the girls spine to the cleavage of her ass

she wiggled her fanny 

                       she likes it

he sucked his thumbwetting it ran it down her spine again and poked her in the ass

                                                                                         she likes it 

he poked deeper 

                 she likes it 

he wiggledstuck his thumb up her ass she gaspedmuffled then with his thumb in her ass he took ahold of her hip and lifted her pussy off Mares faceher lapping tongue 

                                                    the gal moaned but consumed enthusiastically kept after Mares pussy   

she looked up at him wideeyed huge hickorybrown eyes her face shinysmeared with her girlfriends juices 

                                                                                                                             Jesus Mare ya couldve told me you were queer

she peeped I’m queer. 

                      then smiled her big radiant infectious dimpled smile that always warmed the cockles of his heart and cock 

Im downstairs Had a dinner invite  

Damn. I forgot.

0023,  Reggae Friday,  11  6. 21

1433,  Monday,  14  6. 21

Shaolin Astronauts  Fe  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GdU616UI_aU