19.10.24


she told him she was a dancer

he chuckled then
                    told her that before he finally introduced himself he nicknamed her legs  told his daughters how he kept running into this beautiful woman as he walked around town if he wasnt down by the creek writing
I ran into legs again

You seem interested.

Fascinated  Shes out of my league

You awed me  Legs kept things doable intriguing until finally I had to say something to you

I’m happy you did.

Me too


he met her for dinner  seafood place he knew  had a drink before dinner  conversed  dined  she had dessert  they had a drink afterwards  walked her to her car

when he got home he called thanked her for the nice evening

How would you like a homecooked meal next weekend?

Ohwow Sure   Of course

Saturday?

Nothing on my schedule he did hed kill it Yes please

Four o’clock?

Yes  Wha can I bring

Nothing.
          Dinner this evening was generous.

I have to bring something or I cant make it

Fine. I appreciate that. 
                         You bring you.  she laughed it was awfully full and musically
he laughed
             You drive a hard bargain

Professional hazard. I’m looking forward to seeing you Saturday.

Me too Wont come soon enough


he rapped on her door  her place overlooked the bay
                                                        pricey neck of the woods
walking in it smelled wonderful

she gave him a huge hug

he hugged back

Aw, finally, someone who knows how to hug.
                                                Come in. Shot an a beer?
You reading my mind kiddo  he winked

No. But maybe later.

These are for you he said as he handed her a box of chocolates

I said . .
. . Me bring me
                 He happened to have a box of chocolates

she winked
              Thank you.

Youre welcome
                What smells so good

Its breaded milanesa. I madeup a small portion to confirm I was on top of my game.  I am.

Breaded wha

Milanesa. Italian.  Like a better portion of me.

Breaded Hell  To share corn dogs with you would have been satisfying

Mustard?

Only

When you invite me for dinner we can have corn dogs.
                                                         Okay?
he almost fainted Okay

last week, evening,  October, ’24
1504,  Saturday,  19  10. 24

it pained him he had to say
                              Man either sit still or don pour yourself so much coffee youre sloppin all over ya
Niechlujna osoba

What?

Polish Sloppy person
                       Look at your shirt pants

he looked leaned forward  set his cup down on the picnic table across from the folding chair he sat in
                                                                                                             I wouldn’t have messed myself if you didnt agitate me.

Agitate you thas rich
                       Ya think ya have to be old to die The homeless irritate you yetYET when was the last time you interacted with someone homelesstheyre everywhere everywhere  Theyre not where you are
Theyre not

You may see them from your car but youre not walkin where they are where you see em  Correct me if Im wrong
At a bus stop         You don ride the bus  When was the last time you rode a bus   Inside Disneyland


Ive not spilled my coffee

 

 

Do I get a word in edgewise?

 

What?

Speak
        Edgewise

First off, we’re older, nearer death.
Everyone is

My point, being older . .
. . Is a poor point

You gonna keep interrupting?

Weve beaten older and death to death  Lets just disagree
                                                             Have a sip of coffee muse over homelessness

he scooted forward picking his cup off the table he spilled it
                                                               Christ!
he ignored he had

How I let you get under my skin.

he ignored that


he sipped It’s cold.

Nuke it

I will, I’ll be right back.   You good?

I am thank you By the time I get to my coffee usually its lukewarm  Thank you

he went up the steps to the shallow porch and into the house through sliding glass doors

while he was gone he went to the clipboard paper took the red Bic pen from over his ear and started a letter to his father noting at the lead the date day time where he was  if he was listening to music hed write that too
                                                                                                         Paw –
his father often asked him why he called him Paw he was curious why it didnt stick Maw and Paw Kettle Paw  Why do you call me son Rarely Joe

You’re my son.

Youre my Paw

Paw – 
         How’s it hangin’? Bright blue day here. Jawing with George at his place. He thinks Death finds old people. Go hide in a closest. Take provisions and a bucket. I’ll let you know when you can come out.
ssssh of the glass doors
                           Had to hit my coffee twice.  Refilled.

he spilled walking down the steps
                                    Goddammit.

Set it on the table when you get over here Havent learned shit

I don’t have to listen to you.
                             he sat holding his cup
Ya spilled niechlujna osoba
                                    
used the back of his hand to sweep away the spill on his thigh  his Cargo pants water-repellent

Homeless  Go
    Go.  he set the cup on the table  picked it up  sipped set it down the table again  Go.  Why always an order out of your mouth?

Not an order  Im reminding you
                                  You need reminding an don try an defend that ya don
Ya know better

he harrumphed
                 What about the homeless?

If they werent called homeless maybe youd viewem differently

How?  What?

A euphemism

What? Bum?  Beggar?

No no Was thinkin Jack London
                                   Hobo tramp drifter   Vagabonds a real beaut

    You don go by George an I cant blame ya

1545,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  10. 24
1147,  Saturday,  19  10. 24

she was the cats pajamas
                             they were having coffee sitting at the kitchen table a linoleum table that had been his parents it was too Sixties to let it go they thought it oldwanted something new

Look here buckwheat

What’s that?

he turned the paper to her had written 1:60
                                               Whastha mean to you

One colon sixty. Mean to you.

No  To you

One whole equals sixty parts.        she chuckled amused  To you . . . two o’clock.

I love you he leaned to her and kissed hershe kissed back
                                                             leaning back  Antha is the sweet in my coffee she used honey


when they first moved in togethershe moved into his place his complex had swimming pools and whirlpools and dry saunas an object of discussion was on whose side of the bed would the alarm clock be placed on
she was adamantbrusque
                             Yours.

Why my side

You’re more responsible than me.

Don blow smoke up my ass

I’m telling you.  It goes off I kill it, I ain’t hittin’ snooze.

Well be late to work

We’ll be late to work.

he conceded

they were late to work

not because of the clock
                           their shower



he woke

the room was bathed by the full moon

he turned his head looked into her face in the shadow she slept on her right
                                                                                 he watched her sleep a good five minutes

turned his head right

her digital alarm clock beady red numbers at night
                                                2:68

Awright  Gonna give me twosixtynine

 

    2:69

he was intrigued

 

 

3:10

they were going to have a ball over coffee
                                            it was Saturday theyd sleep in  wake  make love  hed get out of the shower first warm a bathtowel in the dryer grind beans she handed him her hair wrap over the curtain rod he  her towel  return to the kitchen finish making coffee
                                            Saturday  French press

1400,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  10. 24
0927,  Saturday,  19  10. 24

18.10.24

Ohyesplease I beg of you   Let me birth my rapists baby my violation and then care for them nurture them for the twentyyears and more . . .

for that crime
                 women serve a life sentence
 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQfJpTUYr2Q

2152,  Thursday,  17  10. 24
1024, reggaefriday,  18  10. 24

https://tennesseelookout.com/2024/01/30/rapes-high-infant-mortality-high-maternal-mortality-and-a-measure-lacking-in-compassion/

https://www.newyorker.com/news/news-desk/the-legitimate-children-of-rape

“Firm fleshed ripe fruit . . .”  Sartre knocks at the cellar door Orphee Noir  “. . . somber ecstasies of black wine, and our whiteness seems . . . to be a strange livid varnish . . .”  still knocking  “. . . varnish that keeps our skin from breathing.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMjwb13TFCo *

I hear you knockin’  Tolkien giggles


Yareally got a hard-on for cellar door

I do

Why

Because I must say to my ear  it is not the most beautiful sound in the world an for some reason it got legs an Ive had more than one English teacher agree with TolkienWHY  because he uttered it because he was well thought of
                                                                                                                   BECAUSE

Because   It don fly I didnt take it from my parents I didnt serve it to my children

Ya also got a real hard-on for because


    Tacenda

Tacenda
Yes
    Goes without saying  If I say I wont shaddup      Suffice to say  An aggravation

    From the expression on your face aggravating you now

Very perceptive

Do you know where tha comes from

I do not

From turning roundanround bathed in the mire tha is called your brain

I ad-mire tha
               Whacha sellin

Nada  Saw the No Solicitation sign you have as a doormat

Observant

Yes  very perceptive as you said

So arya gonna go an leave me in peace

    In piece

Piece  I E

You catch on quick

I wrote the book

We suppose you did
                       Later

Don let the door hit ya in the ass
                                   he thought Mariachi If they have an ass he had a tendency to anthropomorphise  even inanimate objects

2230,  reggaefriday,  11  10. 24
1104,  reggaefriday,  18  10. 24
* Dave Edmunds  I Hear you Knocking

In Bruges  inanimate object:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzrxiY_gMiw

Lets dance

couldnt help himself
                      though if he sought defencenot that he would  hed fingerhe was prompted by Charlie Sykes who was being interviewed by Alicia Menendez on Nicolle Wallaces Deadline: White House

Charlie began that former was decom . . .
                                            he leapt to decomposing
Charlie concluded . . . pensating decompensating
                                          FACK
Charlie yalet me down   Yah Ill agree fuckinconcur decompensating  but decomposing is more accurate
                                                                                                                 orange manbaby is coming apartdissolving like raspberryflavoured Alka-Seltzer

will have to find a toxic dump to toss away his remains
                                                          which unfortunately   isnt going to liftclean the stain out of Americas body politics white cotton briefs
Say it aint so Charlie say it aint so

With me nowI like decompensating
                                     With me   decomposing
Before our very eyes

Lets dance

1411,  reggaefriday,  18  10. 24
David Bowie  Let’s Dance  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoC9_udLNeU

17.10.24

those were the days  began in 1963  Monty Hall  before the Monty Hall problem   LET’S MAKE A DEAL!

traders what they became known as audience members began dressing in outrageous costume to be noted and selected to play by Hall

some item a contestant brought into studio was traded for the opportunity to choose among three doors on stage

opening a door prize revealed  the haggling began

Monty asked if they were interested in trading away what they had for one of the other two doors

game theory

however what appealed most about the show to him was when Monty Hall went out into the audience approached women asked them if they had a particular item in their purse  if they did they could sell it to him for cash or  for more cash  hed buy another item yet unnamed

it was crazy the random things women pulled out of their purses while digging into them seeking the monetised items
    FLASH FORWARD
show is still aired

imagine the game show host offering a woman a trader in the audience for suchansuch amount of money if she has Naxolone  either or Narcan Evzio  in her purse

                                                    evidently fentanyl is scary
he wouldnt know
hes not outanabout
                      doesnt socialise
legalisation of cannabis has trimmed risk that he needed only worry as a kid when Nixons government went whole hog in its War on Drugs to decimate jail the anti-war movement attempting to scare people by dusting Mexican marijuana and poppy fields with Paraquat

Dumb dumb dumb politics politicians
                                       he could say that  he was getting his drugs from Hawaii Vietnam  had some uniquely savvy ambitious family and friends in-country

he caught a latent portion of an advertisement that interrupted his youtube music that he couldnt SKIP  it wouldnt let him

fascinating

freeze-frame: NALOXONE “is safe to administer even if the person isn’t actually overdosing.”

What the fuck
                or as younger people say  WTF

1026,  Thursday,  17  10. 24
1429,  Thursday

Frank Turner
    Who the hell is Frank Turner

the name was on a scrap of paper he found in his deskdrawer when he thought to clean out its collected detritus  its excuses him from having gathered it
                                        fallguy
it was in his handwriting
                            wondered why


he pondered better part of the afternoon  went out did yardwork in the sun worked up a sweat   thought
Nope

the encyclopedia wouldnt work
                                 so  he went online Googled the name disturbed that Google changes proper names from capitalised to lowercase
frank turner
              that could be a goodlookin woman sashaying across the street turning heads

he is “Francis Edward Turner is an English punk and folk singer-songwriter from Meonstoke, Hampshire.”
                                                                                                                immediately recognised his face immediately recalled a coworker recommended him  she rolled her arm over  sixseven inches down from her wrist  an elaborate Celtic tattoo  He inspired me to get it. When he does shows he tries to get a local tattoo.
He has a lot. I don’t. Not yet.  Fuck. I gotta travel.

Kayla
if he was younger
freckled ruddycomplexion redhead  smart as a whip    shapely

Do you know what your name means

No.
    Does it mean anything?

It does  Not like Joe
                      Irish is  an youre part Irish
I am. My Dad.

Irish is an excuse me to all Hell Ill mispronounce it so Ill spell it C A O L F H I O N N  Wha the fucks with the Irish A harmonious Ill take the dictionarys word for it  a harmonious blend of the Irish caol means slender an fionn  meaning fair

   Best tell your Dad he did well naming you

she stabbed her toe into the linoleum
                                       Awshucks, Joe, I will, he’ll appreciate that.

Maybe he knows how to say the Irish

Maybe.  But then why name me Kayla?

Theres tha  Balls in your court kiddo

I ever tell you how much I love it when you call me kiddo?

No

I do. I really really do.
                             When are you going to ask me out?

1245,  day-between-2-Ts,  16  10. 24
1155,  Thursday,  17  10. 24
Frank Turner  The Way I Tend To Be  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cf5O2M5GaEA 

. . . I think not  Ill read the papers ask questions Im sure Ill have an youll answer   First

disgruntled bored  Listen. I’ve done this hundreds of times. I haven’t much time. If you’ll sign the papers I’ll vouch that there’s nothing in them harmful to you.
                                           Just sign the papers.

he picked his reading glass up put them on and began to read


he had questions

the terse monotone answers were what he had anticipated he struck several clauses  miffed the interlocutor   Okay. They’re not that significant.   Not to you

he was feeling funny

since he woke

he slept like he was druggedslept the whole night
                                                     he hadnt done that since he could remember when


Okay?

Yes

Sign the papers, please.

he did
             he didnt recognise his signature

that was when he realised he wasnt unwell feeling funny rather  had been infiltrated invaded

as he signed he felt the man across from him watch

looking up he smiled at him  like a wolf
                                          Now that didn’t hurt, did it?
Although it was painful for me doing business with you. Droll.  I’ll say this. Of all the signatures I’ve taken, despite the exhaustive methods to prepare you, by far, you went the longest. You should, no, you ought to, take some solace in that.

I’m not blowing smoke up your ass.


he felt a thickness in his throat cleared it
                                             Tha thas not my signature

As you’re aware, I’m a notary. We established who you are before you signed.
                                                                                   Come now. Certainly no one signs their name exactly alike very time.

he countersigned
                  Ohmy. looked up  My signature . is not exactly the same . . however it attests I witnessed yours.

he stamped it with a seal

    Its not my signature

What?

Not mine

Don’t be absurd. Are you claiming you are not you?think your wife would go to bed with you if you weren’t?


Its not mine

It suffices
    
1030,  reggaefriday,  11  10. 24
1004,  Thursday,  17  10. 24

he saw the wordhad to look it up and no longer than it took him to read the definition from the dictionary he laughed out loudcried Wha an idiot Shhhhh  got doublebarrels from a librarian  Sorry sorry
                                                                                                Wha a maroon

majuscule

             no clue  but if hed been patientreally took the word in rather than being blown up by it he might have been able to figure it out  had he considered its antonym

which is minuscule  minus
                             though hadnt a clue majuscule was not written in context with anything although  yet another hint  MAJUSCULE

means written in capitals “or uncial, all letters the same height”


what an idiot  what a maroon
                                    maybe probably giving him too much credit a broken clock with hands is right twice a day mans definitely got hands  . . . grab’em by the pussy

he may have seenmore likely was toldcertainly didnt read talks at a Fifth Grade-level but certainly cant read at it about majuscule
             in three minutes had forgotten  but what got hungup in the spiderwebs cobwebs was majuscule meant muscular  masculine   thereby he adopted it as a potent virile way to write texts and posts  “SHE DIDN’T WORK AT McDonald’s.”   she  Comrade Kamala


    SEE HOW MASCULINE, MUSCULAR, FATSO IS?

he could be wrong

0838,  Thursday,  17  10. 24

16.10.24


What’s that asshole's name?

Thas a big pool

You know, politics.

Republican

Yeah.

I need a little more to go on
You know.

    Probably
               A hint

Yeahyeah, he looks like Chris Isaak.

sneered  Chris Isaak
                       Ill need more  Senate House   State

I think . . . . Florid . .
. . Gaetz

Gaetz. Yeah. A real prick.
Investigated for sex trafficking  A minor

Yeahyeah.  Him.

He doesnt look like Isaak

He certainly does.

He does not

I think he does.

    He looks like Jack Nicholson when Jack plays demented or plays hes had a lobotomy
Thas who Gaetz looks like


Maybe I’m confusing Chris Isaak for Nicholso . .
. . For Gaetz
               Fack  Get your eyes checked

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