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

the chenille spread he has on his bed was his mothers mothers

                                                                    exactly in pretty much the same condition its been since his grandmother shared it with his maw

mid last century quality is the name for that

chenille cameup in conversation with a friend who said a friend of hers after seeing a livingroom pillowcase shed crafted out of her mothers chenille went out an bought one for herself

                                                                 four washings in the chenille is shedding

she cant sit on her bed wearing dark clothing without pickingup fibers paid a tidy sum for it

they were on the phone

he went to say then pulled it back laughing

                                                  A phonaesthetic

A what?

You recall Tolkiens cellar door the most beautiful sounding word in the English languageI disagree vehemently

I’ve heard cellar door, Donnie Darko, didn’t realize Tolkien’s, Hobbit, Lord of the Rings, coined it . .

. . Correct Im on a quiet rampage to find worthy contenders

                                                                   Shitty chenille

she burst out laughing

                            Shitty chenille certainly rolls off the tongue

Don it

        A new contender

Have you found manywhat am I saying . . created many?

I must have two dozen  at least

Such as?

   Gimme a sec

                 he closed his eyesleaned back in his desk chair  rolled a bit

eyes still closed phonaesthetics rolled credits on the back of his eyelids

                                                                              Here we go

he cleared his throat

                        Hatpins an aprons Ididadoe effete gamete kibosh kabash . .

. . Yiddish?

Yad think

            Actually coined by the Irish Dells duck dildoes neon nude  ah   bruised banana ah cute cunt creamy jeans

            The scrollings heeled

Scrolling?

On my eyelids

                  Thas off the cuff Many more   Oodles

You certainly have your fun.

I do I amuse myself

                        I amuse abuse debase myself  Possibly another

Possible.

             Shitty chenille.    Hey I gotta go. Good talkin’ with you.

Later gator

1254,  day-between-2-Ts – Valentine’s Day,  14  2. 24

1115,  Reggaefriday,  16  2. 24

forHer.com

forHim.com

Findahandspecialist.com

                               which jives

what coudnt one find

not so humourous

                      bentcarrot.com

bentarrow.com

                  Jesus

first four floated alliteration into his outlook.com ad sidebar briefly  bentarrow  made it up

they were then consumed by TEMU advertisements which for some reason were photos of bodacious body models  cropped midthigh an at the neck

given how shapely the models were he coudntwoudnt believe they were brownbaggers or doublebaggers

                                                                                                               but why advertise womens clothing swimsuits underwear to him

attempts at titillation

DONE

         he hoped they TEMU were proud of themselves

possibly their algorithm had conceived he was pubescent

                                                                      swing an a miss

but given the models  their garments

                                           keep swinging

1954,  Thursday,  1  2. 24

2345,  Thursday,  15  2. 24

Cat Stevens  Longer Boats  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRC8lqtBXCA 

   she appeared out of synch staggering   lurching

                                                      a stumbling apparition last night

he walked towards her cautiously intent on offering help

                                                                  feeling something   off

a moonless night  pitchblack

                              yellow cones of lights shining down from streetlamps on either corner

they werent near them

   she wore a white stockingcap white scarf around her throat its ends tailed down her back   white socks

slacks jacket shoes   dark

he guessed she was either inebriated or stonedwondered why she was alone

he saw her as he rounded the corner gained easily on her

                                                              he walked heavily heels hard at the concrete so she could hear him approachso he didnt frighten her

Whoa whoa he muttered thought she was going over facefirst recovered  staggered backwards

                                                                                                     righting herself she stutterstepped sidewise held something in her hands maybe a book clutched to her chest

then feet widespaced shuffling she turned to his approach head tipped down

                                                                                  he couldnt see her face

   

   closing before he could speak she began lifting her headBRILLIANTBLINDINGLIGHT BROKE

he stopped 

               she was gone

 

0937,  Reggaefriday,  8  4. 22

1143,  Thursday,  15  2. 24

for purpose of transparency he wakes every morning checks his newsfeed hes dismayed to learn former hadnt died overnight

           Ohweel another day sets one foot down ahead of the other

soo . . .

         no surprise

he understandsknows

                         money donated to the RNC – pay attention donors – is nothing more than tithes to pay legal fees for orange Jesus

his daughter-in-law vying as a nominee to the RNC salts his suspicions away

                                                                                   twat supports cunt

1750,  Thursday,  1  2. 24

1636,  Thursday,  15  2. 24

https://people.com/donald-trump-nominates-lara-trump-rnc-co-chair-8576653

he didnt trust adults with white teeth  Chicklets

                                                    Dem milk teeth dem babies buhbye by six

Whakinda life they been livin

lipstick on a pig

take a woman to bed wakeup in the morning with someone they didnt recognise

                                                                                     Who you

her face smeared all over the pillowcase

                                            aint able to wash that away

bring another woman to bed

                                Who's that?

Whacha talkinbout baby

Don’t sweet talk me. Who’s the woman?

Theres no woman  Thas a pillowcase

Yeahshit . . she's lookin right at me.

She aint lookin at you

So you admit it’s a she.

Wha am I a freakin monk

Gimme a buzz when she’s gone.

                                   she sashays from the room out of the house

      

should have bought a new complement of bedding

                                                     but

might wake up another morning with a new face smeared on the pillowcase and again   not recognise the woman in their bed

           Whasay we go to your place

then they can pretend theyre gettin it on with two women

                                                                 see the logic

when adults have Chicklets

                              they were afforded or have disposable income and have disposed it on themselves

vanity

       like a puddle

                      aint deep

he hasnt ever had the wealth for vanity

though he wasnt vain

him and Popeye

                   I yam wha I yam

also figured

              theres plenty of pretty boys who leave not only her face smeared on pillowcases but theirs

                                                                                                              mirror images

knock themselves out

he trusted neither

   Christ

           Beauty is only skindeep  Vanity is as deep as a well

1804,  day-between-2-Ts – Valentines Day,  14  2. 24

1951,  Valentines Day