Ive not ever heard of that in regards to rugby   Though thasaid I do not follow rugby

I playe . .

. . Youve said Youve talked about the same college club game over an over

I think that I played gives me some cred.

Ive pitched pennies a couple of times too

Knock on, a rugby term.

Means

It’s a penalty.

You referred to it as value added

                                    Hence value added for the opposition

   I don't know what I meant.

                                At the time it seemed appropriate to our conversation.

We were talking about what the peak age was for men an women testosterone estrogen  Men I believe late teens early twenties begins tickin down by thirty

                                       Estrogen Whereof thereof 

Wittgenstein?

Yes

I’d guess late Twenties. Teenaged boys ought to be fucking women ten years older.

Amen brother  Antha shoudnt be against the law  GO GRRLS 

                                                                     Didnt happen to me

Thirty woud have seemed awfully old

Yeah me neither.

Therefore

           Why did you bring up knock on effect I don believe it is actually value added I understand it as a secondary often unintended effect say a repercussion  Or say a chain reaction

 

Annot a chemistry chemical chain reaction equation

                                                        I know youre fond of equations

It seemed appropriate when I said it when I thought it.

                                                              he shrugged

he returned a shrug

                      I don know

Me neither.

   But    Yare high

There’s that, there’s that.

If it should come around againinterrupt lemme know   Im fuckin curious

338preferred,  Thursday,  25  1. 24

1228, day-between-2-Ts,  21  2. 24

O stop

        Find somebody else blow smoke up their ass  I aint buyin it

It is, it’s a strategy.

It isnt

        You havent been playing long enough to have strategy Youll take whaya can get

Fuckin low bar

Well, I’m calling it strateg . .

. . Foolin yourself

I’m fooling myself?

Yare

         Actually youre exceptional at it

I havent met someone whos excelled at it better than you

When youre dead can I have your brain

Jesus.  What a thing to say.

You provoked me

How did I provoke you?

Strategy

          Where none exists

It’s pool. It’s only a game.

Then play the game

I will, but I’m allowed to call things what I wish . .

. . Not while playing me

                          Call em wha they are

What would you have me this shot? I’m calling it a strategy.

Whadaya think Id call it

I’m asking.

   Lack of confidence An utter lack of confidence

                                                             Wonder you ever got laid

after 1700,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

1044,  2sday – twosday,  20  2. 24

Def Leopard  Foolin’  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SnxBvH-0Mc

their game was improving

seeing shots  combinations

                              however

executing those had been slimpickins

ones that fell elated them whether one or the other made it

                                                               it wasnt queer to celebrate the others success

they werent playing for money yet

walking around the pool table

                                originally he tried to enforce courtesy by getting out of the buddys frame to shoot

action  not words

motherfucker

               even when hed ask him to move  wasnt takin the hint

he told him he wasnt asking any longer

                                           Wanna get the fuck  out of the way

maybe he thought he was being cute

he wasnt

            Woudya get out of my field of vision

truth was if he was a chick she could stay

he was not

after each shot made or missed they get up on the rails and assess the next shot  eithers next shot

discuss it

buddy was late to the game

he on the other hand in his youth made bank hustlin

as a matter of fact he dropped out of college twice to shoot

                                                              years ago

he saw the table completely different

before buddy shot eightball nineball he had him explain where he was going and where he intended to lay the ball for his next shot

               he saw rudimentary shots

Don get better ifya don challenge yourself

                                            We arent playing for money   Yet

silently he watched buddy survey the ball arrangement

what he saw was significantly more elaborate

Decided

I have.

Where ya going

buddy said

              an while buddy was saying a long ago game in Miami against a knockout chickthey were playing for clothing suddenly waft into his mind

she was down to her panties

she kept standinwigglin bentover in his field of vision

                                                         gyrated above the pocket he was going to

when he beat her out of her panties she told him she wasnt taking them off if he wanted them hed have to take them off her

he took his sweet time about it

Where ya going

buddy elaborated

Howbout this

Didn’t see it.

              That’s tempting, but not that tempting.                                                    

Yahweel 

             too bad he could see what was in his eyes

after 1600,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

0903,  2sday,  20  2. 24

if he was anything  he was consistent

                                              consistently awry

if it sounded like a knock

                            it was

texting his texts werent cute he wasnt a chick  no chicks he knew would tolerate him being cute

                                                                                                     texted him this

  :  :  The 3D fish is eVolViNg!! 

what the fuck eVolViNg

this fish had been a point of conjecture    NO consternation

                                                                     describing it to him over coffee he said the fish was ceramic and he was going to decorate it with paint

Ceramic

Yes.

Like a platter

               Glaze it fire it

No. It’s like clay.

Ceramic

Like clay.

Is it flat

It’s curved like a fish.

Like a serving plate

Curved.  Like a fish.

A shallow concave to it to hold food items

No. Curved.

Painting it  Not glazing

Yes.

Is it three-dimensional

Yes.

FUCK

1556,  Monday,  19  2. 24

2335,  Monday

You see Old Red?  out of the blue

he thought upon hearing him ask This is a test. This is a test of the American Broadcasting System. Had it been a real event . . .

it was him asking to see if he had actually paid attention to what he was talking about

dude was a little insecure

just to string him along

                         Old Red

Yes. thought he had him by the short an curlies

Yamean no no  not the whoresorry sorry vintage pro  old neighbourhood  guys went to to lose their virginity

                                                                                                                    Not her 

Right

the exasperation came on  looked like   looked a bit like constipation  gills gray not green

                                                                                         Im fuckin with ya man

Yamean Old Red Sandstone   Right he dislike when anybody concluded a remark with Right subtle coercion hed hear Right kneejerk reaction hed utter Wrong evenif he fuckin agreed with the conjecture

Assemblage of rocks Devonian age

                                        Extends in the east across Great Britain Ireland Norway  In the west across the eastern seaboard of North America

Tha Old Red

   Yeah.

I didnt

        Id have to say  I don know I cant say cuz if I had I woud not have known that I did I had

Im going to have to remember tha

irritated

         Remember why?

I think thadbe a great defense if havin committed a crime pleadin innocence

                                                                                I don know I cant say cuz if I had I woud not have known that I did I had Wha didya think I did do

                                                               Also kindin like slippin in an offense against the cop did do dildo officer  Offenser

   That's not a word.

Is Think Scrabble

                   Can virtually toss an E R or R onto a word and make a new word  Rape  Raper  Reap  Reaper  Office Officer Offense Offenser

Look it up

   I remember your lesson about Old Red sandstone  Tryin to hang me out to dry with Old Red

                                                                                                       Please

I can keep up with you

You On the other hand   Keepin up with me not so much

after 1430,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

2252, Monday,  19  2. 24

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51iJ52xvQks

https://www.britannica.com/science/Old-Red-Sandstone

they had their coffee

                      their parlance of politics were of the same stripe

there wasnt another stripe was once upon a time  clowns now had no idea what they stood for theyd rather be against hadnt a platform no plans  only what flushedclogged the toilet in their cult leaders head   Assholes

Care for a libation?

Tha woud be nice

they stoodup got out of the highback upholstered chairs they sat in when the weather was inclement they sat in the conversational nook by the fireplace laughedteased they were English gentlemen  otherwise outdoors he stood near the pool surround beside a picnic table while buddy sat in a comfortable padded lawnchair

Whacha got

I’ve mine here on the counter.

Baileys too sweet

                     Still have Jameson

I believe so . cabinet above . . oh you know where.

I do

     he grabbed it by its bottom buddy liked to lay liquor bottles down as he laid wine bottles

they poured separately

                         buddy always used a shotglass to pour one ounce then a second into a crystal tumbler he poured free without measure knew where two ounces were buddy tested him once  he let him poured from the tumbler into a shotglass an ounce poured that into another a second tumbler then poured the remaining whisky into the shotglass  Well fuck me. Virtually two ounces by eye.

An hand don do tha again  Okay

                                        I don like being doubted

screwing the cap back onto the Jameson returning it to the cabinet a wave of sunlight broke into the kitchen and litup the whisky in the glass

                     What color would you call that.  Yellow.

No  Amber

Not amber. Yellow.

Look again Amber is more viscous substantial  Yellow   Urine

It’s yellow.

How many words describe yellow Honey yellow  Your urine yellow  Phonaesthetic

                                                                                         How many would you say 

Like Inuit having thirty words to describe snow

Maybe, doubt it, two dozen.

Minimum thirty

I disagree.

Youre welcome Cant say where I read it but I read it as a teenager last century  At least thirty

We can find out.

You and tha fuckin interloper

                                Find out after I leave

Then I wont be able to rub your nose in it.

No But Ill trust you to rub your nose in it when Im gone

                                                           You insist youre a man of your word an deed

I can’t wait that long.

Impatient motherfucker

                         Yasee  Your greedy life of entitlement has you always gnawin at the bit All want no need

You really cant wait

I can’t.

   Youre wrong

I suppose we’ll se . .

. . Tha youre wrong

he fingered his phone  phonaesthetic

Weel shit. 

             Let me read.

Knock yourself out

“The problem with generalizing the phenomenon as an Inuit language feature is where the skepticism is rooted. This is because there is more than one Inuit language.” hit the brakes I didn’t know that.

Neither did I

“It is only one group of languages in a wider family called Eskimo-Aleut. The reason this language family has so many words for snow is that of polysynthesis.” I like the sound of that.

Yes  Pretty

“Polysynthesis means that there is a base word attached to many different suffixes which change the meaning.”

So you concede I was correct

   Kind of.

Fuck you

          Lets take our libations into the other room an shoot some pool Ill bludgeon you into submission there

he took a healthy pull from his glass at buddys back

                                                         Rack em Ill be right there

he topped off his Jameson

three ounces

buddyd be too busy suckin the sweet tit of his Baileys to notice  phonaesthetic  

after 1430,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

1034,  Monday,  19  2. 24

https://readable.com/blog/do-inuits-really-have-50-words-for-snow/

I was walking uptown caught my reflection in a storefront window. I was slouchingmy gut hanging out . shitty posture.

Fuck me.

Sounds of it nobodyd look at you let alone fuck ya

Oh great . . wonderful . thanks for the sympathy.

Sympathy nah  none for you yakiddin

You couldn’t support me tell me to straightenup walk right?

I wasnt there

Right now. Not then.

Buddy Ive told you  I don see men

                                     Aint a damn thing they got I want

You see 'em . .

. . I don  Coudnt care less

You’re looking at me, you see me.

Were conversing shooting pool Im tryin to teach you to see the table see likely shots  other possibities see improbable shots

      Tryin to teach you the angles  Feel em

But you won’t help me with my posture.

he threw this shoulders back tightened his gut started to strut

                                                                  This is how I ought to be walking, carrying myself.

Ya got it There you go

                         Ya don need my help

But when you see me . .

. . I aint walkinround with you  On you bro

he watched him walk beside the tablereverse field walk back again  reverse

                                                                                  he began laughing

What’s so goddamn funny?

Looks like ya got something up your ass

That’s what I’m thinking. If I got something up my ass I’ll walk erect

                                                                         he howled

What’s so funny?

A sec he sputtered

                         A secgimme a sec

You’re laughing at me.

he nodded hed suppressed his laughter  silently laughed

                                                                   kept nodding

What’s so damn funny asshole

Wooo

         You

What? he was visibly irritatedcolour rising in his face

                                                             at least he quit strutting

he leaned on the table both hands holding the cuestick

What?

Wooo  calmer

                   So . .

. . So what?

Yasee how erect gay guys walk  Great postures

                                                        You coud learn a thing or several from em

1430,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

1123,  Sunday,  18  2. 24

the night silvered the sliding glass door

their reflection in it was soft  ethereal

                                               sensual

he stood behind her held her tight

she felt him grow

she pushed back against him

he pushed forward

                      their breaths came high in their chests

slowly their breathing

                           rhymed

silently  they deliberated

they deliberated driving to his house   pros  cons

                                                       ardor smoked their breaths

theyd been friends a long time

would sex change that

they didnt want to change

                              was it  worth the risk

breathing high in their chest

   who would decide

as he held her her arms were at her side

they gazed at their soft reflection

                                   like it were a dream

she moved one hand her fingers   rest them on his thigh

                                                              they questioned  like octopus tentacles

they hadnt committed

his embrace didnt lessen

What do we do? unsaid

Wha to do answered unsaid

I want you.

I want you  I wanted you when we met

                                          I thought thawas insane  You smelled like freshbaked bread

I wanted you . . . . inside . . me.

I wanted to be inside you

You bought me a drink.

Lemon Drop Martini The bartender apologised the correct cocktail glas . .

. . I didn’t ca . .

. . You didnt

We toasted.

Yes

We talked over each other.

We did

To new friends.

New friends

                   he released her

his handhis fingers went to her hand they twined like snakes  clasped

                                                                           his other hand he went to her throat

they watched in the glass

his reflection moved its hand to her breast  squeezed  kneaded it

                                                                          his hand went to the pearl button at high at her throat

          undid it

their fingers twined fiercely

another pearl button undone

Were doing this.

   his deep breaths answered

they watched in the nightsilvered glass

0813,  Reggaefriday,  16  2. 24

0941,  Sunday,  18  2. 24

Moonfall  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QboKCogauCw

he understood Navalnys family was having difficulties locating his body

thats because Putins having his head mounted

1913,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

he stretched his armshis back as he entered the livingroom

she was sitting on the sofa her coffee blueberry scone on the table at her knee his coffee and scone beside hers opposite his place to sit

                   he sat

I feel like a new man  Do I look it

she laughed

                 Give me a sec. I have to appraise you.

keeping an eye on him she took a small bite of the pastry took a sip of coffee

                                                                                      No.

No

No.  I recognise you. If you were a new man I wouldn’t, would I?

she had a point

I should rephrase

I should say so.

                    Whaya got?

humbly

          Thawas a load off my mind

A load off your mind from . . . a new man?

Actually the new man came from the load off my mind

Let me consider that a moment. Have some coffee, scone.

they sat side by side quietly

conversed without speaking

he stood to refresh his coffee

                               Care for more

Please.  she handed him her cup

                                     I’ll miss you while you’re gone.  blew him a kiss

he chuckled

she took her mug from him

he sat

         All considered

I am.

       I've considered that I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about.  she laugheddidnt cover her mouth  deep deep dimples

I should explain

You should.

You made coffee while I made the bed

Yes, our trade off, I hate making the bed . .

. . Im grateful you don mind tearing it up

she laughed gayly

                     You don’t mind tearing it up either.

It an you

   coyly  Yes.

I made the bed   I used the bathroom

                                          he leaned his head to hers

Ah.  she took his head in her hands  kissed him sweetly

                                                                  then looking deep into his eyes  Gotcha.

0923,  Saturday,  17  2. 24

1153,  Saturday