the xxx and "her" mft, believe i boned this gal... i figured if she'd followed me out back for a smoking bonus... yes, at 19ish... i probably would've let her
-her
zzzzpp

unzip me

but...

hate ur timerz, d

she followed me to the baby, umbrella cockatoo

i... am... protective of animals... always have been... well... perhaps not. but people change.
i am human...

and i had hand raised this beautiful creature... marlina... a bird. and... a cool chick... and... a funny gal... just like cat.

she kissed me on the lips... only... and that... was the end of this raging alcoholic.
instant rush of heat and guilt... i couldn't get home fast enough... and then...

i made the mistake... of being honest... with my wife... a trophy wife... how do u think this made HER... FEEL... not good enough... ugly... and she forever thought i had fucked this women.
does it make a difference...
i broke a promise...
never...
never...
again.

one peck
one
kiss

ripples for the rest of my life
i am telling u
a butterfly
flapped its wings that day

integrity matters

can u blame

my

money grubbing whore

or can u now

understand where she was comin from
people i am equally
responsible

we had a marilyn elvis guest room
there is a monroe print called the kiss
i cannot find it to post
the cure... it'll have to do... u know the song
my battery is dying

Slow down bro!
Breath!

words can have gravity
can't they

y'all just returned from time travel
where did u go

the 80s... the 90s... ur back
and the earth keeps spinning

the finch
continuing to pull thread from a pool cover for its nest

life

isn't that something

lucky to b a human
lucky to b that
finch
everything
and nothing
just words

i have another confession to make
remind me

so could i have provided documentation
to prove my jackass, friend went through that glass table
ascended that cRooked, stucco

why would i

I'm stubborn

she questioned my integrity

wasn't going to give her that power
wouldn't give her the satisfaction
because
fuck
you

it is time to get back to work

a man needs his roof fixed

i have a ladder to climb

my best friend
will not let me fall
i will not hurt him
i have one step only to take

a cautionary tale

i bet u do, too

let's get back to work

i have a stranger to help
a box to check
put the bullshit behind us

my filter for bullshit... is full

y'all have an awesome day

i have an adventure to continue

a life

not much

but i own it

it is mine

remind me
there is no decision to b made
they r putting the club volunteers out of work
a friend once did it for me
i need to open a credit line
for a friend
there is no Choice to b made
jimmy
made it
for me
thank u, jimmy

irony

he used wells Fargo

they used you

i will b using them

the simplicity

of easy

things

i told her it was raining

months ago

tel sell that priceless fucking art

that fucking painting

some folks... embrace the strangest things

sentimentality

why

would she

how

could she

i understand

i comprehend

being incapable

of doin the simplest things for

myself

sometimes people just need a hand

to us

a simple thing

to them

the impossible

yup

people r fucking crazy

aren't we

oh look... weather isn't so bad

it's beautiful outside

it's not that people don't listen

it's hard to hear

in a tornado

i should know

eventually

it passes

clarity

i bet they get sued over that .0001

typical

people

humans

good intentions

greed....
hmmmm

of course i account for .01%

it's my best friend

i try not to gamble, anymore

but I'm pretty good with statistics

always have been

SPARECHANGE said:

i bet they get sued over that .0001

typical

people

humans

good intentions

greed....
hmmmm

of course i account for .01%

it's my best friend

i try not to gamble, anymore

but I'm pretty good with statistics

always have been

Click to expand...

Seems like a “fight club” goin on although

is it the write club

with
No medflight

SCSA- patient zero

a
Hero
Or
A
Zero

gettem Brad
Or Ed
It’s all so confusing

back to business, I’m gonna chill with dr Phil

the rrock said:

Seems like a “fight club” goin on although

is it the write club

with
No medflight

SCSA- patient zero

a
Hero
Or
A
Zero

gettem Brad
Or Ed
It’s all so confusing

back to business, I’m gonna chill with dr Phil

Click to expand...

told ya
u don't need phil, or his wifey

don't panic

simply take forsythia,
as instructed

no strife

don't take it the wong way
and become frantic

ya listen to

a man sick
a man-ick

might just save your lifey
and might just getcha laiiiid

eh

so I'm on this rich man's roof...
for the second time
lemme try to get every...
ummm
tangent out

1. awareness
knowledge
responsibility
magnitude

2. dickens

3. view

4 code

5. fat secrets

6 corona

7 cigarette

8

toilet

9
garden

10. ?
oh... fell somewhere

ok so...

and i use non... nm... i did use alcohol for the fight club
i was too ignorant to consider gloves and i still believe it was the bush that broke his nose. the other guy... meh... jimmy warned him not to touch the goldwing. don't fuck with stuff that isn't yours... all imma say bout that. some folks get a lil sensitive. he prolly had it comin, anyway and sonia... well... he was never gonna get a shot at her, anyway. big Mike had nothin she wanted. i can assure u. so... Jimmy n i split her. but i digress. and Jimmy was just pist cause i believe in first come, first served. the man was gonna b a while... in Tucson. he wasn't gonna b back til dawn, anyway and i didn't have a chance to say nuttin cause i was still drinkin when he got home. somebody had to hold the target bottles. fuck. don't judge me. even the neighbor lady, liked me better. she was gonna keep callin the cops, if one of us didn't start occupying her time. she's alright. I've had better.

so anyway... what was...
oh... so i used to warn g when she did this passive aggressive, high school stuff of
-fine... I'm leaving
fine... I'm breaking up with you


they just want to have secks with u, when they say that, or they would say nothing and hopefully, lock the door behind em.

i don't have that kinda time. i don't.
i warned her. more than once... and... she did it, again.

as we've learned... yeah... I've already mentioned it. read the book... so anyway, we're broken up and it's not... my... doing... and there was... this was Anaheim hills, corporate condos/whatever. your neighbors r musicians, medical professionals... that kinda snob shit. if figure if my house is 2k a month and that money grubbing whore has her feet up in it.... foolishly... so will i. it's wasn't the cheapest 2br i ever lived in.
so... there's this neighbor... and... apparently, I'm single. couldn't say whether g had left, or not, but i definitely knew, i was 49.75 minutes from secks, if i hung out n wanted to play games that... let's call em bored games... I'm not havin it.
and
i had never been with an overweight girl.
and besides the Russian n box to czech... I'd like to believe I've had one of everything, least once. don't judge me... noah, had 2 of everything and his god seemed to be high fiving, him. so there's that.
and what goes on when people break up... i never asked how many guys she porked, over lunch, or whatever. none of my business. i just never cared about what's not my biz. nor was this, hers...
eventually, she did ask and i was honest. i needed to b std tested, yet again... and so would g, which... i also mentioned, before we fooled around while she was makin those spicey, meatballs. perhaps she thought i was kidding. couldn't say. i told her, though. to this day, i don't think she put it, together. wasn't personal. we had an agreement... she missed the mark by one, that day and she chose to say what she said. words have gravity; consequences.
anyway, what I'd heard about overweight gals, by that time... no offense... horse shit. she did not put her back into it, as i suggested. lil effort... all I'm askin.
i don't like drinking from the same well, twice... old habit...
she was a bit of a stalker... kept callin... needy, ya know the type.
drastic times... I'm not gonna lie, hide n clear my phone. y bother. already told her. don't underestimate people's selfishness... they'll just surprise, if u do. people will do anything, for the chase; for a taste; for a simple piece of ass... doesn't matter what it looks like... if we haven't pissed on it yet... we want to; eventually, we will. just human nature. ask any kennedy, clinton u know. doesn't matter... we all want what we don't, Can't, or someone tells us... we cannot have. day one... an apple.
i called a buddy, with a good sense of humor... told him which door to knock on... bring one CASE, for himself... nothing for her and... gonna take two... viagras, buddy... just trust me.
she had a good time.
she stopped calling me...
the case was about 24 short... had a spare in his trunk... my kinda guy... and BOTH viagras... yep... both.
ummm... but the gal he's with, now... wasn't what she is to him, now; then so... shhhh.

not sure imma get to the rest of that list, today

and yes

imma pig, just like the rest of us boys

#2
just need the rest of this morning's corona

so yes, some days... i am living a Christmas Carol and today, was one of those.

so nurse ratchet, is already on the roof and before i forget, payback... is... a bitch.
so i get there... scrub out n back in... and I'm at the bottom of this 500' fucking ladder (mans 500)... yelling to the grump...
-sc
LARRY! LARRY (the roofer...) & he says

-ltr
growl growl scowl

or whatever the fuck he said

so he's far and if u move his peace, he'll b pist
so i ain't askin, again, as is my motis operandi

and I'm staring at it... would b a first step... but i know... someone has fucking touched this fucking ladder and i am not moving a muscle...

so... i touch it... nothing happens... i put my pinky toe on it... it fucking vibrates differently,
THIS TIME.

FUCK THIS!

I'M MOVIN IT!
so i moved it, closer and it vibed, like it did, the last time it didn't send a fat man, thundering to his whiped sparkly, ass.

and...

we are not going to talk about this


so I'm smoking and listening to my friend's stories about his trumped up, hero... and he says something about staying in... not caring about anybody else and then it struck me... because i heard the lie in the stubborn bastards voice and it occurred to me

Larry the roofer didn't need any help, today... yesterday... tomorrow...

my best friend was risking his life and he knew this... to see whether sickly, tiny tim... was
doing
o...k... u have got to b fucking kidding me. i have made a point, even with secksy, barry white voice... of calling him... every... single... day. every one... to insure that he would not concern himself; didn't matter we weren't gonna work. i needed him to know i am fine. i was blown away but what i experienced.

i might have forgotten to mention... cause what difference does it make... he can't do it for himself...
the guy whos roof it is- possibly the financially wealthiest man, in 50mi, besides don laughlin's, lovely, country spread, complete with airstrip... staff housing, etc.
so it's a big spread. maybe a compound of 4-6 properties and this part, has atriums n sun decks...
know what sun decks have...
one guess...
access...
FUCKING STAIRS!
this ltr, asshole... has had me climbing fucking ladders... for god dam practice!
I'm going to kill him. i am.
I'm not stupid. i seen the sairs, when i donated something to his house. seen em, when i dropped his drunk ass off.

look, people... I'm slow... I'm not entirely fucking stupid, some days, anyway...
yes... i seen the god dam stairs... considered them... but ltr, is afraid of heights and he's not stupid... MOST... DAYS.
so I'm about to spit droplets on his retarded, plumber's cracked, ass, with a snotkit launch... from the third story... mid y'all... yes... another ladder... but I'm frozen, gripped, ripe with fear... and he's laughing at me, with the most profound response
-ltr
i didn't know they went up to this level

i wanted to rip off his smoking arm and beat him bloody, with the gory, stump.
payback... is... a mofo... and then finish his nasty ass cigarette, on principle!!!

we were there for a job... i trained the curiosity out of myself, dating my first stripper. I'm telling y'all... it is best not to fucking know... I am not there to case the second fucking story... I'm there to work so yes... I'd walked around, under n by that staircase, many... fucking times... and u just take for granted the asshole slave driver ur working for... is not a sadist.

i have a diagram of how I'm going to kill him. how do u draw a stick figured ladder and not have it coming out looking like there r bars on the door!

let's deal with number one

when someone speaks to u... listen.

so diesel shares maybe his second story... means he just farted next to u... moved in his toothbrush... spare flipflops... he's getting comfortable.
but it's it isn't what he said... it's how he said it... what grade was it... he knew exactly how many books... was it 12? awareness
if he didn't know he was aware of human nature n statistics n outcomes... he knew it that day
and he doesn't forget/miss much

i bet if it was 12, he said... it, the age, or the grade... is used on roulette tables, craps, lottery... passwords. just my suspicion. it means much more than 12 to him. it means he knows... strategy. and strategy, to me means... probabilities and outcomes...: chess, investments... driving habits... i bet he tore his head out, over his companies and... children. he has paternal instincts. protective, ummm... ummm... forget the word... let's say- nature. and look... his a workaholic and... a mod... watches over, by nature and gets paid to do, what he does best. what's a roofer do? puts shields over families of strangers. superhero... MUDMAN!

his name, is often... mud ;P

mosh... family... passwords n lucky numbers, prolly derive from his family members.

cat... difficult to say n public... i bet there's only a couple things on her mind... who gave ya the gens, of those orchids, cat? i bet there r a few things on her mind, when she does her passwords... so she's reminded as often as possible, about her orchids she spends so much time n love on.

just me.

probably mistaken.

but

i know i would lose, if i ever tapped a timer, across from mr diesel. how about pool, d? can u at least, suck at pool?
and awareness, i feel... knowledge... is a significant stress/responsibility.

#3
i am also settling in... hadn't poopt enough times, before i left... yes... risked my jeanz, on the roof.
but

on the third story... i hadn't thought to look around, last time. too freaked... head, down... only.
i have a thing... for gingers...
California woodpecker... and there he was. prettiest, red hat, i ever saw. small, bird... very, cute!
and i looked, beyond. holy shit.
if u live on the top of a hill and everything else... is below u... what a breathtaking view. funny... i could hear the mocha, burro... n the distance.
coolest view, ever... no cell... left any extra, risky appendage... in the sled.
i think ltr thinks I'm lazy... i swept, every time. what's faster? a leaf blower, with an extension cord... left... in... my car.
he seems to resent, tech. so... i opted to sweep... yet, again. yup.

he is this, stubborn:
as i watch... i sponge... i c whatever could make the processes, more... efficient. sweep=blower because let's face it- if i can't figure what he's going to require..., or is conceivably finished with- what use am i... i didn't say i didn't have some tools... it'd b like having a second penis: got it... doesn't get much use.
phone died

so last time he wrestled with what i equate to as a box knife.
so i brought options, rather than watch him cuss at his.
and...
it must not have seen much action
because as he cusses about trying to get tetanus, hoping his thumb nail, is long enough, helooks at mine n says
-ltr
that's brand new

I'm sorry, was there a question?

so is he saying it would cut, too effectively, or that because the gerber has now been unsheathed... to save his finger nail... yeah... wtf is he saying.
so... the slotted driver is 1" from him and i swear it's like he wishes it would burn, eternally in hell because it somehow makes him predictable. if i had a nickel for every time i seen em look at preparations, in this manner; I'd never have to work, again.

then, what's my yob!

and the view... I'm telling y'all: spectacular.