no shrinking black female violet Mr Putin
Rachel Scott
2259, Day-between-Two-Ts, 16 6.
21
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
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
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1036, Day-between-Two-Ts, 16 6.
21
Doors Love Her Madly https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5iqfXaGliq8
15.6.21
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
14.6.21
scribbling yet another bell-curve
he might have been dismayed that he wasnt drawing it upsidedown but they were sitting side by side as opposed
to usual seats across from each other
he struck a median line down from
the nipplethe tippytop drew it down to
the X-axis That’s intelligence, the
Y-axis denotes population.
The median connotes the IQ
quotient of one hundred, the population mean.
he printed 100
Which population
Worldwide population.
I gotta dispute that
Show me the bell-curve of Comptonmuch abused Inner City of Chicago or Detroit show me the gated communitiesthe compounds that have their own police force Bel-Air Show me those
For simplicity’s sake, let’s
agree this is representative worldwide.
I cant
Show me the axes and curve for Palestinians
in apartheid Israel the supposition that
the mean is a hunred is audacious But
it serves your purpose correct
It serves my purpose.
As long as you admit it
I’m not admitting that, I’m sharing
what people who know, the experts, have learned. This is their representation.
Name me one expert
I can’t, however they’re experts.
Weak man but as long as youve admitted it serves your
purpose lets continue for the sake of
argume . .
. . Which you’re always up for.
I am hellyah When anyone runs their mouth without
identifying who they is experts are yare gonna get my attention my ire An don lean on Trust me I don trust anyone
Youll
recall Just the facts, ma’am, just the facts. Im Joe Friday every day of the
week anya know that so don get irritated with me Ya know Ill call ya out
Are you done?
Im done until you irritate me
again
The g-factor, s.d., is approximately
sixteen points on the X-axis.
Jesus Irritated G-factor s. d. Wha the fuck ya talkin about
G-factor, general intelligence
factor, s. d., standard deviation, which is understood . .
. . Not by me
Which is understood, if you’d
hear me out.
Where do you find this shit
It comes up on my cellphone.
IQ tests come up on your
phone an you take them
It’s right there, if I’m unoccupied
at the momen . .
.
. Your devise beckons it has learnedits algorithms have learned by your handyer involvement that yare susceptible Your devise is gaming you
I’m interested in my IQ . .
.
. Because it swings wildly aboutsometimes yare intelligent sometimes yare not
No. his eyes brightened Because
I’m curious.
Donmake me laugh thats not
curious Seems more likely ya can be led around
by the nose duped are compulsive or possibly a tad maniacal
Thats not curious
You’re being judgey.
Stop were offpoint Back to your defense G-factor s. d.
Lose your place in line
Standard deviation which is
understood wha
he cleared his throat asif he hadnt
Understood to be sixteen points.
Per the s. d., the medium, onehundred, one standard deviation, s. d., along the
X-axis, intelligence increasing, is onehundredsixteen; those less fortunate, by
one s.d., fall to eightyfour . .
. . Like bottom line for military service and cops
I don’t know that.
I doneither though I wouldnt be surprised Lotsa cops come out of the military To our dismaymy bitter dismay their trainingtheir mindset is
to kill They wont be peace officers More likely have an occupation force mentality Ya don de-escalation pointing a gun at someone An dondare question them their understanding
is your immediate submission
For once
they get to give orders
I don’t know that.
Now you do Consider yourself enlightened
Yaknow for all your G-factor
s.d. axes bell-curves you probably missed your calling Yacould have beenyears ago a sensational
eugenicist yacould have been up to your wrists
and elbows in womens bodies sterilising them Snipsnip here an a snipsnip there neutering men Paladin Have Icepick Will Travel
Richard Boone-y lobotomies
Nothing
My point, if you can listen, was going to be about
people who are two standard deviations above the median. Imagine.
Onehundredthirtytwo, which according to Mensa represents only two percent of the
population.
Think of that!
What would someone of that intelligence have to say to you or me that we’d
understand or we might say to them that they already didn’t know.
he made his point
he was terribly pleased with
himself
Jesus Mensa
I hear MensaI know what it is an I hear Oy vey Such a mensch
However
someone of integrity or who is honourable isnt necessarily smart IQ smart Their street smart might crush your intellectual An I cant help but immediately think of the stenciled
tshirt mister missus or miss Onehunredthirtytwo is wearing
Are you gonna say?
Thought youd never ask
Excuse
me the pen please
he was hesitant to give up the
pen
Ill give back he had to slip it out of his hand
he wrote on
the pageclutched in a clipboard beneath the elaborate bell-curve and indexing
finishing he handed the pen and
paper back to him he circled his remark
because the eugenicist didnt watch him write
he read it to himself
DONT TALK TO ME
YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING
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Him, there. she
pointedquickly a stiletto stick in an out Avoid
him.
Avoid him?
Yes, by all means; though it isn't as hard as it sounds.
How do you mean?
He doesn’t know you’re alive, or
could he care.
He’s a good looking man.
Yeahhe’s got that going for him, could
call him enticing, but it’s a façade.
she put the tip of her little
finger to her lips
Ah. You made
a play and he didn't bite?
Bite? He looked right through me, not my approach, but
through me asif I wasn’t there.
Sidestepping me he said Excuse me, please.
Excuse me?
You’re a goodlooking
woman.
Thank you. Excuse me.
there is a void in him
its only grown larger
hes interested in what hes
interested in but that doesnt extend
to peopledoesnt seek affection or company
the void has only hardened like a chrysalis except no butterfly is going to emerge he is selfcontained selfmaintained
comfortable in his skin and company
the void will only grow
larger
why would he drag anyone into it
thatd be selfish
1350, Sunday,
13 6. 21
missing
accent marks Akale Wube
Gubelye https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwANWwGy-2U
13.6.21
with nothing in mindwhich was an accomplishment
four minutes past midnightgreeting the new day was anything cookin
he was a
greeter once upon a time in a radicallydifferent
life he might have worked for WalMart served time in Hell
he was good at it
which is why he
flexed muscles imposed his curiosity dealt his insights and perceptions to customers at a local liquorstore
he
greeted them by their names
they didnt know if they liked
that
he made them like it
despite themselves
with nothing in mind
he had given himself ten minutes to come up with something it was eleven past midnighthe better get a move on rather
his brain had better
FUCK YOU.
Ahgood still have a partner
MISSED THE BOAT. FOURTEEN PAST.
Maybe in the morning
IF WE’RE STILL HERE.
In the morning
LOVE
YER OPTIMISM.
0004, Sunday,
13 6. 21
everything
everything had an aura tonight Everything embedded with light
in bed with
light
he knew he was exactly where he
should be there was nowhere else to be
to Be
he couldnt have been anywhere else
which
confirmed for the hunredth timethe thousandth time
he
was right to leave
I’d like you to meet my son, Joe.
When he grows up he’s not going to live here, he’s moving away to live
somewhere else.
Where? No. He can’t say. Just going to live somewhere else.
when he got married West Side
Story Somewhere was sung
he
happened somewhere
like him she sought Somewhere too
Somewhere else
where they found light
where light was accompanied by
rainbowed auras canyonsounds had echoes
then the lights went out
it was hard for him to know
exactly where he was
for
years
this evening bathed in an
exquisite cool breeze Luna was two days in a new moon silverwhite slivered looked like a slick scimitar
yesterday Venus trailed herthey
were exceptional close he watched them
go behind the hills that formed the horizon
tonight Venus led the way
flickering yelloworangamber hued orangyolkamberred tingedRED
gone
all the
while embraced by her octopusmate her vivacious aura
Luna wore a weddinghalo and followed
the stars watched shivered their light sparkling and veiledenveloped
2134, Saturday,
12 6. 21
No thanks he spoke into the reflection off the microwave
door he had no idea microwaves were that
big Give me what artichoke you will an
Ill boil it the oldfashioned way on top the stove
The microwave works;
the nutrients don’t leech out as when you boil it.
Knock yourself out I
prefer boiled Ill enjoy mine in good
time
The microwave
works, I’m telling you.
Youve told me I
hear youheard you loud and clear Which
artichoke would be mine
he got the water
going on and began paring the artichoke What are you doing? Prepping the
artichoke I haven’t seen that
before. Yare kiddin me though now you have I’ll wait on my artichoke for you. No don knock yourself out
he counted how many
times he knocked himself out
pulling the artichoke out of the
microwave he plucked a leaf tried it he
tugged on it with his front teeth it was
tough putting it back into the
microwave he said It’s tough.
I can see
You got to make a
face? I could have eaten it with my molars, if I wanted to.
Ifya want Sounds nuts
I have on occasion.
As I said ifya
want but that doesnt make any sense to me
Boiling the hell
out of . .
. . When
you were a kid thats how it was cooked anya ate it
I was a child; now
we know bett . .
. . You know better
I know better, yes,
I know better. I’d rather enjoy all the nutrients now, because I can use a microwave.
Look at it however
youd like Im content eating in forty minutes Boiling it isnt as labor-intensive as microwaving it
That the fourth time you put it back in
I’m not counting.
I am Its the fourth time he watched him tug at it then he went after
it with his molarshe wasnt going to concede Yamight wanna put it back in It doesnt seem its done
It’s tough; I think
it’s the artichoke.
I think its you
he put it back into
the microwave two more times
he could understandgot that wrong he saw how many meals and vegetables were for the microwave at the
market he conceded the
convenience but convenience didnt play
in his life he loved the process the selection
of ingredients the preparation seasoning how the foodthe kitchen smelled better and better as the meal cooked he liked how his belly growledanticipating a meal
he would have
preferred eatingsharing dinner with another but that wasnt often in the cards he always played the cards he was dealt
his artichoke was
tender he dipped every third or fourth
leaf in butter he scooped the choke out
cut the heart into quarters dropped a quarter in slathered it with melted
butter
when he finished he
almost was spot-on with the butter just
a little left bits of artichoke in it he tipped the bowl to his mouth and sipped
the last of the butter he licked the
bowl
You made that look
obscenely good.
I would have been happy
to share
No. I had mine.
It was tough
It was; you got the
better of the two artichokes.
Apparently
it was no fun beating a dead horse
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1033, Saturday,
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Peter Tosh
Mystic Man https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j8od_UP0omg
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