love letters

    he hoped people were still at it

handwritten pen to paper envelopes stamps   maybe even a lipstick kiss on the back

fucked with his girl several times 

  

his Dad kept all the letters his Mom wrote him while he was in the military

her kiss on the back of each

and the man didnt keep letters

when he was in college and fellas got turnedround in their relationship  things souringcouldnt put their finger on it  gaga over their gal

    Five spot  I can help

                           Money back guarantee

Five bucks?

Ja

      You answer my questions

Ill write a humdinger  You rewrite it in your own hand

                                                          Money back guarantee

Ya get a blow job I expect a bonus

You seriou . .

. . As a heart attack

never returned money

                         didnt receive many bonuses  but often smiles big enough to suggest they did

 

    love letters

people might assume they know what theyll read

from his girl

                he  wouldnt  dare

might begin

               My love –

end

       . . . I love you so very much.

in between

              all bets were off

Baby. There are some things money can’t buy, and you, ferally uninhibited, is one.

                                                                                        Thank you.

2100,  Wednesday,  14  8. 24

1308,  Thursday,  14  8. 25

they werent his

but they were raised by a mind he helped inform for good or for bad

he didnt solicit

she asked

he said

for good or for bad

wasnt his call

“Harmony is secured through sameness.”

                                               why want  harmony

discordant played better in his head

and hers

               they werent looking for friends

when they happened

they werent looking

turned out a good fit

“Pure mind obeys without question.”

pure

        seemed to him that mind

was dead

 

he telephoned her

                    Hey kiddo Read your texts

 

she was listeningcould hear her breathing

In a tough spot

    I am.

              Thank you. I know I can always reach out to you.

 

Did you want to talk about it

No.

     I just needed to get it off my chest.

I knew you’d listen, you’d hear me.

Any old time at al . .

. . All ya got to do is call.

 

                              I won’t ever forget.

Thas my grrl

 

I love you forever.

I love you 

1440,  Saturday,  12  4. 25

1030,  Thursday,  14  8. 25

James Taylor  You’ve Got A Friend  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_r6yp8xGa0

Beatles  All I’ve Got To Do  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anMW41uvb_s

hed been to some pretty outrageous parties

                                              a particularly memorable one

in a crowded livingroom two fleshy women engaged in a lively sixtynine on a hardwood coffee table

he hung around to see who came first

                                                  made no bets

   he wasnt invited

crashed it

most of those parties he crashed

    this was another in that category

entering crossing an expansive foyer what he thought were incense simmeringthin whispers of smoke emitted from slender metalworked wall sconces swirleddivined by passing bodies turned out to be smouldering Thai sticks

                           itd been some time since he partook

he took deeply

wandering deeper inside amid attractive people he excused his way to where an complete bar was set up

a help-yourself

he helped

then meandering sipping from a tall whisky and soda three icecubes looking for some funsome game she crossed his path

unattended

maybe a meanderer like him

she was spectacular

making a beeline towards her she saw him coming didnt divert he wondered how the hell it was possible to pack all those curves onto such a short frame

maybe  five feet tall

she beat him to the punch

                             You’re new.

amicably Youre a sight for sore eyes

You have no idea what sore is.

he was lost for words

she smiled  turned away from him  began up a hall that lead into a wing of the house

as she walkedChrist she undid untied unbuttoned garmentsdropped them on the exquisitelypatterned runner laid over the wood parquet herringbone floor

                                                                   Think he was overstimulated

Well he thought as he followed Feels like a dare          

supposed he had to discover what sore was what it entailed

as he followed gulped his drink  set the glass on a console table   and either a bit of it splashed onto his chin or was spittle

                     aroused word entered his mind

casually she kicked off her heels

naked to her skirt  luxurious black hair across her shoulders sweeping her back she went left through an open doorway Said the spider to the fly he thought                                                                                                                 he said Inya go

must have heard him  

she laughed gayly

OneAM,  Wednesday,  6  8. 25

0922,  Thursday,  14  8. 25

got toasty before they went to the club

he wasnt keen

a friend of buddyboys swung it  

they were only a name to him  

other friends of his droppedem vowed theyd return afterwards pickem up

he pocketed a road mapright who keeps road maps

                                                           him

screw smartphones

                      he was a fan of redundancyparticularly  particularly     particularly if they got separatedwhich  he could see happenin

hed get bored

                Adios

was an impromptu adventure

he meant it when he said Me no like LA

                                            however

a Rembrandt exhibit at the Getty beckoned him

                                                      hed be a fool to miss it

    Christ, man, can she move or what?

Ja

     She moves like  wha

Moves like wha

                  Not being rhetoricalwha

I've no idea. You got eyes you can see.

I can

         Tell me wha you see

I can see she can really dance.

                                  What do you want from me?

    An analogy

                     Dance like wha

I know

You do?

I do

           Exactly

Lemme hear you.

You

          You take a stab at it

I do you’ll blow mine away.

                                    Wouldya just say, I wanna enjoy this high not fret.

Cunt

Don’t. I got us in show some fuckin' . . appreciation.

You coud have brought any number of your frien . .

. . I wanted you to come.

    Drag me out into the real world

Yeah.  Yeah something like that. 

                                      Truth be known.

Saw it comin

                Look at her agai . . 

. . Like I've taken my eyes off herFuck.   

Watch

           Givinya another shot 

 

she was sinuous  breathtaking

    Motherfucker.  I’ve no idea.

                                 What?

She moves like a chipmunks tail

                                   Cant convince me for a frickin moment tha movements involuntary

Saturday afternoon,  2  8. 25

2105,  Wednesday,  13  8. 25

If people were smar . .

. . Smart   Smart 

fella nodded

They are

            If they were your smart theyd differ concede capitulate  to AI determinations  judgments

To hard data.

    Perhaps  mistaken data

                                  If contrary to your thought process correct me

Theyre infallible

I didn’t say that.

Then if fallible why woudnt someone prefer human processes

                                                                         Or  Will you insist AIs ones an zeroes are human processes

Data

Culled

Scrubbed

Statistics

Probabilities

Nahthank ya

    Data . . . indicates . .

. . Emotions

The data . .

. . Humanity

Its data . .

. . Self-awareness adaptability creativity

                                            AI is not aware Not aware of itself

When its dictates its fastidious digits fail  its not agile enough to adapt cant create  It can only do wha its told   Programmed

Whathen

    Have to allow bugs to be worked out.

Its programmers havent a clue how it did wha it did  

It cant be held accountable

                              Flesh an blood will be

Your IQ informs your EQ EI EIEIO couldnt help himself

                                                          EI   Familiar

I am.  Emotional Intelligence.

Emotionally Inept

Saturday afternoon,  2  8. 25

1835,  Wednesday,  13  8. 25

Iced tea?

No thanks babe

                    I was thinkin a gin an tonic  lime twist

buddy quicklyagreed with him

Ill fetch the drinks . .

. . I can do that.

No no

       You were headinout to hang with Sheri

Yes, but I can fix drinks.

Ja an I appreciate tha

                         No  You go on an Ill make the drinkswell enjoy the shade with our rambling conversation

    Okay.

                 If you’re sure.

Im positive

              I love your thoughtfulness

A big hiya an hug to Sheri from me

Not a kiss?  she giggled

he smiled

              Kisses I prefer to deliver myself  Tell her I oweer one

I don’t think so, you’re forever kissing my girlfriends.

You got great lookin friends  Youd think something was wrong with me if I didnt

she shrugged

                   Actually.  You’re right.

Comere an gimme a kiss

she rushedup kissed him warmlydeeply screw that buddy was ogling

Ill see you later my beautiful girl

Yes.  Tonight, love.

he walked her to the car got the door  got another kiss  she slipped inside

                                                                                I love you.

I love you forever

 

he watchedwaved to her until she took the cornerdisappeared from sight

the wave their wave

                         theyd done it since they dated   she owned a car

hustling back to the canopy

                               Ill make those drinks be right back

Your wife is a real peach.

You don know haf it

                         Be right back

 

Thereya go handed him a drink  glasses were already sweating

                                                                      tappedem  Na Zdrowie

Yeah. came out of his mouth dense  What’s that mean again?

Good health an happiness

Here’s spit in your eye.

they drank deeplysurprised themselves they had deeper than either would have thought

Damn.  Tasty drink.                             

My mother turned me onto them  I made them for her when she asked  Refreshing

                                                                                        An more where thas from shoudya be disposed

Thank you.

Youre welcome

 

    Can I ask you something?

Ja

When you met her Dad.

Ja

What was that like?  She's not only a peach she’s dropdead gorgeous.

I thought so

So what was that like?

Our introduction

Yeah. First time.

                     She was nineteen when you met.

Ja   Ja

          She dated a few guy but   but wasnt as enthusiastic boutem as she was when she met me

Her Maw told me

I was awfully enthusiastic about her too

                                            More than I coud I remember in a long time

    What’s a long time?

I dated a lot

               Three yearsguess   guess nearly three years

Out the gatefirst time laid eyes on her she captured my imagination I was intimidatedhad considered placing her on a pedestal befriend her

                                         Just  adore her

She was such a sweet girl

I wasnt a sweet boy

    So . . you met her Dad.

Ja

And?

Walked straight up to himshook his hand said Mr Brown

                                                                 Im here to fuck your daughter

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1239,  Wednesday,  13  8. 25

she  was   crazy

he didnt say anything to her

                                  watched her

watched her big green cat eyes looking up at him it

felt good

                 eventually it felt   really goodamazing

 

but she took her sweet time about it

one time he asked

she said  Sponge cake

                         immediatelyreminded himwhy he didnt press any furthur

Nick Cage City of Angels

                              I don know wha a pear tastes like to you

sponge cake

 

she saw an esthetician

he groomed himself

                     not that he hated ithad to be deliberate  was time consuming

he got awfully good at it

when he came to bed she was like  Lemme see.

                                                     she fondled him   aroused him

moved his exclamation point gently out of the way restraining him a couple of fingers pressed him up against his belly

         then   nuzzled  kissed  lapped   ran her cheeks her chin her nose laughing  butterfly kissed him with her eyelashes

softest flesh to softest flesh

    the aching intense

 

 

then released himtook him deep in her mouth  her throat

                                                               went off wishing his eyes wouldnt flutter

that he could gaze uninterrupted into her wonderful widespaced  big  green  cat eyes

  

0006,  Wednesday,  13  8. 25

1055,  Wednesday

pear  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHckzPJuPKw

Papa.  You may have turned a corner.

How so baby

Your humoryour unforgiving no-holds barred . . . black humor.

Which you knowmeant to be funny  darkly  gallows humourGlagenhumor German  Origins Eighteenfortyeight

    You know that why?

Im a fanboy

             

                       Why do you think I may have turned a corner

Your text from last night. I read it again.

Time

Yes.

       Time has no concept of us as we have of it.

You parenthesized internal dialogue, went on: What time have you got?

    Really?  Does it fuckin’ matter?

 

A little grim

You recall the context?

I do I texted Times like on some fuckin speed dial

                                                     You replied  So true   Not for the best

It lingers not

It does not.

Thas why I always insist you relish We get caught up in the moment forget to pull back momentarily get outside ourselves  an watch

You. Thoughtfulness. Mindfulness.

I have the time now

Since I was a little girl you’ve had time.

                                            I didn’t appreciate it then, it felt like interruptio . .

. . Pullin at your leash

Restraining me.

                        Then if I thought about itreally . . thought about it . . . I realized you were freeing us

he sniffed

              Thank you  Thas very chuckled  thoughtful

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1009,  Wednesday,  13  8. 25

fuckin' hilarious

courtesy of Heather Cox Richardson

                                       reported at https://heathercoxrichardson.substack.com/p/august-12-2025

 

California governor Gavin Newsom’s press office posted on social media apparently some comedy writers in the harness::

“DONALD TRUMP, THE LOWEST POLLING PRESIDENT IN RECENT HISTORY, THIS IS YOUR SECOND-TO-LAST WARNING!!! (THE NEXT ONE IS THE LAST ONE!). STAND DOWN NOW OR CALIFORNIA WILL COUNTER-STRIKE (LEGALLY!) TO DESTROY YOUR ILLEGAL CROOKED MAPS IN RED STATES. PRESS CONFERENCE COMING—HOSTED BY AMERICA’S FAVORITE GOVERNOR, GAVIN NEWSOM. FINAL WARNING NEXT. YOU WON’T LIKE IT!!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER.”

Then the account posted: “FINAL WARNING DONALD TRUMP—MAYBE THE MOST IMPORTANT WARNING IN HISTORY! STOP CHEATING OR CALIFORNIA WILL REDRAW THE MAPS. AND GUESS WHO WILL ANNOUNCE IT THIS WEEK? GAVIN NEWSOM (MANY SAY THE MOST LOVED & HANDSOME GOVERNOR) AND A VERY POWERFUL TEAM. DON’T MAKE US DO IT!!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER.”

A follow-up post tonight read: “DONALD ‘TACO’ TRUMP, AS MANY CALL HIM, ‘MISSED’ THE DEADLINE!!! CALIFORNIA WILL NOW DRAW NEW, MORE ‘BEAUTIFUL MAPS,’ THEY WILL BE HISTORIC AS THEY WILL END THE TRUMP PRESIDENCY (DEMS TAKE BACK THE HOUSE!). BIG PRESS CONFERENCE THIS WEEK WITH POWERFUL DEMS AND GAVIN NEWSOM—YOUR FAVORITE GOVERNOR—THAT WILL BE DEVASTATING FOR ‘MAGA.’ THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER! —GN”

0920,  Wednesday,  13  8. 25