It's the day when ice covered everything, some of it turned slushy, some still slick.
E, who is in his 70s, wants to get himself a soda at the corner store.
C says, "Don't go, bad weather, I'm telling you."
E looks out and sees a dindu walking in it, "If he can do it, I can."
"He can climb tree, you can't"
"What do you mean?"
"You can climb on wife, maximum, not tree."
I add understandingly, "A tree might be easier and more willing."
E grins, "I'll climb a coconut tree..."
menthol rampage
broken dance
masculine axis
song of the secret gardener
your trojan whorse
sorcerer!
hate
america the brutal
son of a lesser god
taboo you
dark, distant futures
winter of a fighting life
cracker-boy
the year the world took the z-pill
logic of steel
z-pill forever
wife—
under the god of things
blue eyed daughter of zeus
the first boxers
fanatic
on the overton railroad
into leviathan’s maw
by the wine dark sea
when you're food
the fighting edge
logic of force
barbarism versus civilization
the combat space
triumph
fate
book of nightmares
all-power-fighting
the greatest lie ever sold
the gods of boxing
solo boxing
advent america
uncle satan
songs of aryas
fiction anthology one
predation
night city
time & cosmos
honor among men
within leviathan’s craw
beasts of aryas
thriving in bad places
sons of aryas
ranger?
the lesser angels of our nature
the sunset saga complete
the greatest boxer
let the world fend for itself
on combat
orphan nation
Ah ms HUN ,
Scraping the bottom are we ?
Ah, Mr. Guest, we can't be intellectual all the time, can we?
At least I can't. I have to scrape bottom and come up for air
to renew my snarling-at-dindus forces and thoughts about
other, better things. Nevertheless, don't shoot the messenger.
The other day they were estimating the length of some car
part and gleefully degenerated in short order.
I do have a 25-point outline to write up soon, encompassing
more thoughtful musings...