By November 25, after a couple days away we had been reunited, my Teri Anne and I. My boys always come through. When I had been in the city a day or two, a surreptitious attempt to lure me to Kent under guise of meeting on biz was so poorly executed, I realized the Petitioner had hired Chowderhead Inc to try to serve and they were playing her. The caller requested content cuz’ I got yer card at an AA meeting at the Golden Steer, Kent’s own Insitution of Higher Stoolmanitis. He wanted ASIAN material. Gee, Bob. A Sting to get me to Kent? I gave him a couple hours to contemplate me, too. It’s all in good fun. Couple of fellow dicks. What, Irish Monks? The guy, a Dave Durham, found me the next day at my office getting mail go figure and I interrupted his schpeel with a gentle rant about Said Petitioner. Took him two minutes before he could slip me a ‘you’ve been served’ which granted him a wave of the voluminous paperwork manila and an accompanying ‘well, i ain’t holding my dick here, Dave. He roiled on about Oh you know me and how he would want the disc but for his wife’s reaction.
ORIENTAL TEMPTATIONS starring Kristara Barrington
uhhh, the pride of Azuza
I hit the upsell at a later point in conversation about dozens of discs a couple bucks each at office when we were done with the pleasantries about the fifteen count indictment of a father against the better wishes of everyone involved. Especially the precious child. My marriage now voidable by statute, ‘force or fraud’. So whether he bought ten bucks worth and hid them from the battleax wifedom i cannot tell, but I had finally received summons for the matter before the court. Fully six days had passed from filing November 19 before counsel’s efforts to find me hidden in plain sight at a prominent office address on a major thoroughfare north of downtown, my listed business address for two years running, where I go every day to get my mail…
Six Days. I don’t want to draw references here, on hallowed Jerusalem.
November 26 via mobile · Edited
I’m on my way in this world but first you gas up and you get that horrible dollar 29 711 coffee nothing against you guys hundred Columbian hundred percent are you kidding why can’t you have like a French Grandma or something so she’s practiced in the sexual arts as well very important to me besides a cup of coffee nevermind I gotta go
home to thy gabled one…
November 25 via mobile
Read em and weep boys
Eat. Its what’s fer ‘supper’ we guidos remark on Sundays.
I’m rather intractable on this count.
Sustenance solemnly celebrated…
and then eaten.
I am become defense of all I love.
(h/t to Oppenheimer).
I am girded for this task. I now know greater my diligence to difficult truths will win out, have identified my true adversaries, and have my Gracious righteousness astride to carry me. His Wonders never cease indeed.
I had gone astray.
But a child is for keeps…
not for keepaway.
195 miles overnight.Thought control:
It’s a piece a’ cake
I get on at 145 I mean that’s how I roll I go north on Lake City Way 90 to 145 – 2 mins I’m at Lake Forest 5 more mins the county line but aint no Joyride I’m going homeward. Pacific Ave is a good bellweather but typically 33 mins door-door. Its manna from heaven looking in her eyes I’m drawn there I have traveled lo these years but mi accompli and I don’t mean broken I mean
Life Ain’t Easy… but in the end
it ain’t hard.
all ya gotta do right now.
Trip to the southland
Sights along the way
Happy is on its way back
TIME AND DISTANCE don’t lessen true love. May it carry us in our time of tribulation. With this in our heart, well, lets just say the truth. We can transcend anything. She’s not mad at me, this kitty… and she knows how sorry I am But it must be reconciled. And it begins with “I’m very sorry, Lady of the Five Whoas.” Abby must have explained. I could never.
Agnes: Will you read us a bedtime story?
Agnes: Pretty please?
Gru: The physical appearance of the please makes no difference.
beg to differ
miss ya Girl