mrzablowdowski

Roll.
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Smarty pants!
Was going to write something long and lofty about dreams, goals and aspirations. Screw that!
Sitting with a wad of tolet paper, an empty glass and a drunken smoked turkey sandwich.
How do I know it's drunk? You ask. I cut my hand. And half a spliff. And it's a little party.

See you tonight, through the sneeze shield in the...
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Rock.

It 's 3600 sq. ft. concrete block. I'm in that space.
Looking for that new place. Like this one. It 'd be fun.

I 'd get all moody. It 'd be my duty. Yell out to the city.
Up high on top. I 'd romp. And yell down something shitty.

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My girl is made of liver and cheese.

Forever say. "Liv 'r alone...
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Buzz.
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Pass the access card the over the grey sensor, on the pedestal, next to the main gate. The yellow light, halfway down the side of the building, stops flashing. The perimeter alarm is reset. Open the pass thru gate in the chain link main gate. Standard pad lock. Standard key ring. Proceed to the rear of the building. Do not walk into the...
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Shake.
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The nieghbour, pulling away from the curb, stopped to yell across.

"Headed to an end of the world party."
"All you'll need is a woman and a mickey of scotch."
"Single malt."

Blows my mind. I got to go to work.
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I'm looking for some recreational property, next to the lake of fire.

Party!
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Full on. One party system.
It's blue coat. Or, it's grey coat. It's all suit. At this point, totally undecided.
I was a kid. I would dress up as a hobo. Patches on jeans. Old plaid shirt. Handkerchief bundle tied to a stick. A little black as dirt on my face.
All the other parents, said "How cute? A little hobo."
"Look at...
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Breathe.
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Wednesday flight from London. She comes to town every year about this time.

Dog race or hot air balloon, count me in. I pants.

To the Team America: World Police.

Laughed so hard. I cries.

Puppet Porn.

Hot!

Pause.
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Deep drunk country songs and guitar in the motel room next, the night we fought it to an end.
Small town wedding now twenty years past, understand there is no thing as a best man.
An intimacy not lost, all this time. A trust, never found. She is the best of friends.

I like to return this time of year. I didn't this...
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Yearn to return to roots. About this time. Some thanks.
Thank you.
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Dust curls down gravel roads as men and machine thresh the goodness from the land. Quick. Last few sunny days. A sheet of ice will decend and return an alien landscape. I like to return around now.

A prairie in winter. Never understood to survive. Like the folks. Thier folks. Pioneers. The...
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Stopped for the pedestrian, traffic was heavy on a rain soaked rush hour home. A little black car, to the right, stopped alongside. A courier van sped around the trolley bus in the third and outside lane. Hitting the brakes hard the van slid through the intersection and up onto the sidewalk. The pedestrian disappeared in view of a white streak. An alert broadcast in...
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Yard sale down the block. An artist. Took a look. For sure.

Bought a big scrap iron missile. At least ten feet tall, it wieghs a ton. Fifty bucks. Sharp to a shining stainless steel nose cone, if it fell over it would surely put out an eye.

Hauled it up the hill on a two wheel cart. Erect in the garden. Looks great. Fixed...
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I got nothing.
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Price. Service. Selection.

I'm standing in the line of a big box check out. A guy announces ten minutes to closing. Staff hitting for the back. One till open. Line is stretching. Drop it. I walk out.

The economy is so efficient the money never makes the till. I'm going to shop down the street. Free smiles. A little chat. That's...
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Life imitates beer commercial.
Can it get any better?
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Jump in the way back machine. Ten or so years back. Last weekend. Sunny day. Baseball. Hot dog. Can of beer. Everyone was there. Oddly the names of the kids changed. Or, what kid is whose. Or, what kid was old enough to be cool. I've forever been cool. I don't play. Baseball.

One thing...
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