since he heard ithe was sitting in his parents livingroom a young teenager watching late night The Maltese Falcon on their blackanwhite television set  he wanted to use Spades line  When you’re slapped, you’ll take it and like it. 

the opportunity never presented itself fists were balledpunches thrown before he thought to slap someone  a slap a fist along the lines of bringing a knife to a gunfight

                                                         but it always nibbled at the back of his brain Yah someday  Someday Ill be utterly tickled

Whas today man

                 one of his manymany interior malcontents snickered

SOMEDAY he bellowed

she rolledroiledwrithed naked across his lap her panties at her thighs rolled down just above her knees

                                                                                                              Who you talking to, baby?

Later not now

No no, not now . . not now, no not now . . she was enthralledfilled with delicious anticipation Baby, give ‘em to me now.

A moment babe Im relishing your ass ya have such a beautiful ass firm heartshape ass

                                                                                             she was way ahead of him in their little game

it was her birthday

he asked her what shed like

it swept out of her like a northerly

                                   I want you to give me birthday spankings

he kneaded her cheeks So beautifulhe cracked her gently with his hand

                                                                          One

she laughed deepmelodiously in her throatwiggled her ass

                                                            he cracked her again  Two

Yes, bab . .

           it caught in her throathis hand sounded like a gunshot the skin reddened where he cracked her

                                                                                                               she growled

hoarsely he whispered When youre slapped youll take it and like it

                                                                         Yes she laughed  Yes, baby, yes.            

he looked at her face in a big round wall mirror he leaned against his highboy there were tears in her eyes  their eyes met she nodded Yes. That’s it, love.

he intermingled gentle and hard slaps

                                         Damn babe, I can’t tel . .

                                                                   he quieted her with another crack

they were good together

                          An one more for good luck baby  a gentle crack on the ass

her fanny was bright red she was wet

he grabbed her across the breastshis hand in her armpit arm under her thighs he stood up from the foot of the bed

he made it with a chenille cover

                                  he figured the raised fabric might be insanely nutsintriguing on her sensitive skin

he rolled hershe turned against his chest facing him

she threw her arms around his neck kissed him hungrily

                                                            when she broke off the kissher arms still around his neck he walked across the foot of the bed up one side and gently placed her on the bed

                                                                                    Oooh, that feels crazy.

Spread your legs for me doll

her eyes were big and bright

he got between them admired her slickness he kissed hertongued her an listening to herher breath quickening he slipped up her body kissed her deeply plunged himself into her  her breath caught

                                                                                       Don move a muscle love

she moved

he tried to still her

                   Donmove baby

she laughedeyes wide mouth open

                                     It’s my birthday.

they orgasmed ferociously

  later   giggling

                  she kissed him lightly  I took it and I liked it, love.

Yadid yah yadid love

they fell asleep in each others arms

2047,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  10. 21

1251,  Thursday,  28  10. 21

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFvEMs7B-VA

sometimes people catch a word that turns them on and because its uniquenot wellknown they drop it every opportunity they get

he didnt have a problem with that

his problem is  unlike himself  when he uses a word he even thinks the person hes talking with might not know  in the next breathe he defines it

the sometimespeople use a word and think theyre clever

                                                               they want you to ask

he couldnt figure out if its an attempt to belittle one

or they are touting their intellect their vocabulary  stingily hanging ontoreferencing their once-upon-a-time known IQ

he never learned his if he ever was tested

                                          snobbish

he had a conversation once with a sometimesperson about the value of IQ versus EQ emotional quotient emotional intelligence

            the ability to understand use manage ones emotion in positive ways to reduce stress communicate effectively empathise defuse conflict a cop shouldnt have a badge if he has lousy EQ if he cant deescalate a situation

                                                                                                                   unfortunately  as he expected  they valued IQ

off they went on an on they went  Yadayada, yada yadayadayada, sapiosexual.

                                                                                      suddendeadair

with this particular sometimesperson he blandly said I don know

                                                                     he placed over his face the best retard mask he could summons

           it eviscerated their gleehe didnt fall over himself Gollygosh  yare so smart

You know what it means.

I don know means I don know  A equals A they were fond of equations

Sapiosexual.

Repeating it isnt defining it

Sapiosexual. Of course you know.

A equals A

I thought if anyone would know, you’d know, you always seem to know all things sexual.

In practise

            I love practising sex  I couldnt give a gawddamn what a thing is calledwhas that old saying George Bernard Shaw  Those who can do  those who cant teach

                                                    Now if you were real boned up sharp  youd refute mecite Aristotle Those who know do  those who understand teach  or Feynman the physicistright up your alley  he said Those that do do  Those that teach teach

                              Im mudding your water  Sapiosexual  You were going to inform me

You’re not going to try to break the word down, figure it out? 

No

I’m sapiosexual.

The dictionary gives your name

You’re being difficul . .

. . Trying to be exact  efficient

                                  Just saying

Alright, sapiosexual, a person who is sexually attracted to highly intelligent people.

You  wanna  tightenup your definition

My definition?

Your definition

                Yare sexually attracted to highly intelligent women   Correct        

It goes without saying.

Be precise  Ya werent

You know me.

I do  but someone overhearing you might think you were bisexualpossibly homosexual  People are people  Men are men women are women

Man, you took all the fun out of that.

Nah I didnt  Lets infuse it

                            Have you indicated yare sapiosexual on your on-line resume

No.

Now that could be fun

2114,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1253,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  27  10. 21

Kinks  Lola  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LemG0cvc4oU 

in walked his straight man

had not expected to see him

Waste notwant not he was going to have a little fun Wha the hellya doin here Not your usual stomping grounds

a shot an beer joint

                     want wine all youd get was whine  Sorry, you’ll have to go elsewhere.

a tavern

          elbow to elbow along the long bar  a shelf off a brick wall stools beneath it  another shelf running beneath barredcasement windows looking out onto the street stools  five stout wellworked round tables four armed chairs per  the head was off the loading dock at the rearhad to go out of doors

You've mentioned it several times and while I knew where it was I hadn’t been in; you described it as colorful. I happened to be in the neighbourhood.

Welcome  Take a table Ill buy ya a drink

                                          he didnt wait to hear what he was drinkinghe had an inkling but since he was buying and didnt care for what he usually drank hed let him twist

Frank was behind the bar

he owned the place

Frank was frank

Hey Frank  two IPAs on tap two doubles of Jacks

he settled up 

               Thanks Frank

Yabetcha, polack.

he set the drinks down  There you go  held up his shotglass A toast  Welcome to the dark side

he eyeballed his shot You know I don’t drink brown liquor.

Aint toasting with beer Take a sip Ill finish it 

A sip.

Yes an insipid sip it wont kill ya

                                    To the dark side 

The dark side.

                he sipped set the shot on the table and pushed it over to him

I thank you

You know I don’t drink whisky.

Holding a seminar

                    Ill enjoy it nahsweat  an don make me say seminar again  could get us kicked outa here

he looked around furtively  Right.

Rights right

              Anyare in this neck of the woods because . . .

Google maps. It made an error. It told me left, probably meant right.

Well Im happy you can take orders from a machine I wasnt expecting to see you again for a while  anthen to run into you here

          he held his hands out and turned a circle  So whadaya think  Like wha I said

he looked around casually now

                                 Just like you described. 

Yahyes  an enjoys a certain   howyasay  Ah   a certain jeune se qua

                                                                             Helps me be at easespeak my mind  have a little fun

When don’t you do both? You're outspoken.

Yes yes  people ought to know where yare coming from  Don care for shrinking violets

Crazy, you also profess to be an introvert.

Well when Im in Im in  anwhen I have to suffer out Im out  Franks is one of the few places Ill suffer  By the bye speaking of suffering your suffering   Anus  or rectum I prefer anus

Why do you do that? You’re at it again.

Whas that

What you always do.

If I always do it you neednt say Yare at it again Shouldnt you I mean ya would expect I would

                                                                                                       Always 

So again

          Anus or rectum  ya know my preference

droll Yeah . . I do.

                     But I don’t know why.

You will after you say

holding his beer to his lips he looked sharply at him

he sipped his Jack  he liked to make him uncomfortable  he rarely asked him questions rather he implied

                                                                                                                 when he would finally say theyd get into it why doesnt he ask a deliberate questionwhy the implication  an hed tell him  again an implication is lenient  it gently nudges a door open as opposed to kicking it in like a cop rumbustious  jacked up on their righteous authority telling others what to do an their overt dislike of being questioned

I don’t know, I don’t think of stuff like this . . I’ll say, rectum; anus sounds faggy.

                                                                                     there was his dig  or so he thought so

A great title for a pensee  Two syllables

You prefer anus because it could be a pensee?

I didnt say that

                 I ruminated itd be a great title  he sipped his beer his Jack

What’s your point?

                       You said after I said you’d say.

Anus is poetic

                Rectum  Harsh  I hear wreckdem  wreckdem   like thats happening to the Charlottesvilles neo-nazi organisers

           Wreckdem

How you go from here to there . . .

A gift

      I can guarantee it wouldnt have happened if you hadnt walked in

                                                                            Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world  you walk into mine

 

2301,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1607,  Twosday,  26  10. 21

https://www.msnbc.com/rachel-maddow/watch/neo-nazi-organizers-of-charlottesville-being-financially-wrecked-by-lawsuit-124611653715?cid=eml_mra_20211026&user_email=e4c91d00eead6d858374885584701152a02c6d873bb23bf387b4583a289e5951 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgUBjmL86_k 

 

things are not what they seem

theres film

            maybe haste dyslexia he grabbed it thinking Yes the little wooden boy  Pinocchio  it was Cioppino

a delightfullycoloured abstract absurdist yarn about a lively band of Dungeness crab clams shrimp scallops squid mussels an fish who in their glass tanks defied groping hands and scooping nets then turnedtables  served diners the chefs who prior had served them

squid read La Brigade de Cuisine

                                    their cioppino choppino were parts Chef de Cuisine Sous Chef Chef de Partie Saucier Boucher Poissonnier several Rotisseur Friturier Grillardin Garde Manger Pattisier Chef de Tournant Entremetier Potager Legumier an small bits kitchen porter

                                       he failed to say it was grisly

Cioppino was not Pinocchio

Snatch was not either

                        anperhaps neither was the beautiful young girl or boy who kissed him passionately  he would have to wait several years before returning to Chicago to invite them for a swim in Lake Michigan

guessing 0714,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1641 or 441,  Monday,  25  10. 21

https://www.highspeedtraining.co.uk/hub/kitchen-hierarchy-brigade-de-cuisine/

 

that old song

              Yare nobody till somebody loves you

somehowsubliminally it worked its way in an had become the standard he hummedhe sang those words didnt know the others as he feeds his indoor and outdoor ferals

                                                  he didnt known he was until an overnight sipping her coffee as he fed them exclaimed how cute he was humming singing to his cats

You didn’t sing to me.  she said poutingexaggerating the humour in her voice

he laughed Wha ya didnt hear me whawere you doin up there

                                                                       Ill have to try harder next time 

Oh you she grabbed him by the hairthe back of the head You’re bad. she gave him a deep coffeeish kiss

when they broke their kiss he said I think Ill take my coffee with tongue from here on out Nice treat

laughing they kissed again

                             he slipped the mug from her hand set it down and carried her back to the bedroom

maybe shed hear him this time

1040,  Saturday,  23  10. 21

1147,  Monday,  25  10. 21

Dean Martin  You’re Nobody ‘Til Somebody Loves You  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJwZcfREQiU

 

he loved the impossibility of his dreams

                                         their narratives personalities settings   never possible  but for the while he dreams they are everybit flesh blood as thiswhatever it is  that binds our conscious relationships an interactions where we wander  how we go

his utter mindfulness and long memory are enabled by them

they make a fine fettle

                       his dreaming  consciousness  unconsciousness it wrangling hypnagogic and hypnopompic states they vie for his attention they stamp their parcelsmail them in plain brown wrappers which bear no postmarks

no evidence of reality

                       yet they are  an are an is is

he doesnt distinguish between them

each has something to impart 

 

when he dreams of people he knewhe knows which is infrequent they at different ages twothree sometimes four can exist in the same moment they interact without batting an eye if these facets know they are the same personrecognise their similarities they havent said or revealed it to him

                                                          they get along well as they should he gets along well with them

it is wondrous joyous

sometimes other actors are confused

                                      however he can manipulate his dreams he plucks the confusion out like fruit off a branch

it is exquisite

 

he wakes quietly grateful for his extraordinary experiences

                                                            grateful his dreams reinforce his binds and his binds reinforce his dreams

he relishes his phantasmagoria

approximately 0716,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1431,  Monday,  25  10. 21

Pink Floyd  Echoes  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KBca3xf-j3o & Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpWJv7alqQE

 

he ran into her coming out of the bathroom

she opened the door lefthe was immediately at her rightsmall hallway an inyourface moment

                                                                                                JESUS they chorused she went soprano firstsurprising him startled he carried the bass 

the hostel preferred its doors remained shut had to rap on bathroom doors if it obviously wasnt in use

he took a step backnot too far she smelled like fresh bakery goods showered hair wrapped in a towel except for curly blonde tendrils that escaped it

                        My apologiesexcuse me  narrow halls

her big eyes gone bigger relaxed 

                                   No, my apology, it's that you were just . . RIGHT THERE.                                

I was  wasnt thinkingwasnt paying mind auto-pilot  distracted

Yes.

Yes a confused query

Yes. Heard you arrived yesterday morning to surprise your girlfriend.

                                                                                 She surprised you.

Ah succinct   Accurate

his words amused her 

                       Are you okay?

Okay he winked at her  Im okay 

                                   I expect honestyhad she been honest I wouldnt have come 

I suppose one might say, it is what it is.

I dislike that line  immensely Should have said Im a big boy Ive always said Yaneed an itch scratched Im not the one you want scratching it tell me

Tell you? That’s a big ask . .

. . No  Its honest

                   Three weeks ago this was a pipe dreamwe talked about it I pulled some stringsIve never been to Italy Queer how things can flip in three weeks he laughed drolly 

                                                                               Surprise

I’m sorry, it’s all around; news travels fast.

Not necessary but thank you

She said you haven’t seen each other for threefour months.

Four The semester  She said she had an opportunity to travel before beginning of next

How long had you been dating?

Seven months We were thrilledI was thrilled she got her grant

                                                                        Thrilled

Huh.

Huh  Wha

Four months.

Since seeing each other yes

 

You ah, horny? I am.

                     he would never forget the lascivious look in her green eyesher expression  a fox glaring at a rabbit she pinned

Nina made his Italy trip crazyworthwhile

                                             more times than he could count

0834,  Sunday,  24  10. 21

1533,  Sunday,  24  10. 21

Curtis Fuller – Red Garland  Stormy Weather https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcRfhuNdGAQ

   kibitz  kibitzer 

                   Jesus  sounds like disease a skin rash  anif it wasnt either he definitely didnt want it anywhere near his face

they met for coffee while the former was president

they called their meeting a putschdidnt get too nutsdidnt call it Kapp Putsch  which went kaput

                                                                                               didnt doff a cap to Nazi Germanys formation the overthrow of the fledgling Weimar Republic  rather they meant to describe their disgust angst with those Americans who voted for a clown to represent America in the world  their disgust with the clown himself

if ever a presidency and its associated clan needed to be overthrown they were living through it 

he was measured calling him former

                                       during the yokels big tent he called him cunt

his buddy swooned

                     Jesus, man, would you quit with that, someone might hear you.

Let em  they got a bone to pick with me let em  Theres nothing else to call him  A cunt is a cunt is a cunt  just wish cunt didnt relate to the opposite sex  that said Ive meet very few women who I would call a cunt  more men than women an this clown is pedigree cunt

the cunt was voted out of office

                                  couldnt call their coffees putsches any longer  they had a placeholder  klatch   a coffee klatchreminded him of kolaches  apricot cherry cheese blueberry  long time since he had one they only took coffee   

klatch was tame compared to withstanding five years of vehemence and vexation

Man we gotta do something I hate calling this a klatch 

What do you propose?

Im conversing havent a proposition to mention  You

Nothing.

Nothing as in nothing or yare fine with klatch

I think it’s fine.

But ya don like to think so most anything an everything is fine with youYa don like to work too hard by your own admission

You’re gonna beat me . .

. . Forever A Louisville Slugger  I hadnt heard anything quite as dismal in a longlong time

I was frustrated.

Anwho were you frustrated with

                                  Be honest  Ya sat with it in your lap for years  It was on you friend

Damn, you’re unforgiving.

I got nothing to forgive Im relentless

                                      But ya ought know that bout me or should  Any gaff or misstep Im on it  Comes with being confrontational  May be step one first premise

Whatever.

I expected thatcuz why

                          Cuz ya don like to work too hard 

JesusChrist

Looks like Im going it alonehuh

I’m fine with it.

 

not a week later he proposed kibitz

That’s Jewish, isn’t it?

Yiddish Colloquial German kiebitzen a lapwing peewit interfering onlooker Thought yad like it because yare a boider

I didnt know that.

Now you do Were agreed

                              Well call it kibitz

Good with me.

Then kibitz  until something strikes you to offer

I’m good.

 

cat was always good 

Saturday morning,  23  10. 21

1259,  Sunday,  24  10. 21

The Walker Brothers  Make It Easy on Yourself  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZTS9H-l5qQ 

 

he stubbed his toes on shit day-in an day-out

                                                his daughters laughed at himwhy were they laughing they were fullblown women with families of their own  hed have thought this would have occurred to them but it just occurred to him they laughed when he told them Every day I learn how little I know

todays trip on an invisible crack in the pavement regarded garum a fermented fish-base condiment ubiquitous thats a dandy word in Roman Empire thats a lot of places  

quickly garum led to umami  English words   he knew one language  apparently he was lousy at it

he dropped them on his mother-in-law 

                                       who was Japanese  who once owned a deli 

in her broken English she said she knewquickly asserting that umami was Japanese  she learned of it in Japan as a girl before learning English

stubbed his toes

                 he may have broken them 

garum fish sauce  stinky he really liked it but only knew it as fish sauce someone could have enlightened him

                                                                                                                             he wouldnt suffer a foolhed correct them if they wanted to remain a fool then that was up to them

umami meant savoriness

                             one of five basic tastes 

basic tastes

             he had to stop to think that through  DUH he never bothered to list them just enjoyed them without a thought

        kinda like when in an orgy you didnt learn the participants namesthe links of the daisychain  you were savoring themHMM   they were umami 

basic tastes

he had to think

sweet

sour

salty

bitter

umami  savoriness

when he delved into umami kinda like the punk kid who moves into the neighbourhood anyer trying to decide whether to pick on em or defend em

                  since he was the eldest of seven hed defend em but he liked thinking he had a choice delving in he discovered it had six subtexts

tongue-coating sensation

balanced taste

salivation

          the salvation of salivation

mouth fulness

long-lasting complexity

all this might have mattered when he was younger

his taste buds were blasted now

                                  they functioned like the lousy rabbiteared antenna on top his grandmothers blackanwhite television set   No.   No.  Oopsalmost.   There.  No. Almost.  ThereNo. ThereDon’t move. Don't move, hold it right there. Don’t move.

                                 Grandma I wont be able to watch the program

That's alright, it’s Lawrence Welk, music, just listen.

that Halloween he went out trickantreating dressed in school clothes holding rabbitears in his hands his candy bag hanging from his wrist   What are you supposed to be?

Im an idiot

his taste buds were blasted now

canned dogfood was delicious

                               lipsmacking good   just wear reallydark sunglass

Hell

      Umami sounds like wet dogfood

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