Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Hello Mother...
Hello Mother... She was walking her dog along LaSalle Boulevard as I drove slowly down the street to my turnoff. I was driving home from tennis and glanced casually at her slender form. Saving grace was a mass of dark hair which reach morn half way down her back. Feeling a connection when I looked...
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Sunday, July 1, 2007
Introducing Terza...
At the BirdCage Lounge, there were often as many as 10 Dancers performing at each show: some house regulars, some trying to see if they would be met with approval, and become regulars. “Hello, I would like to introduce a new dancer. She's young but willing.” The old master of ceremonies leered into...
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Friday, June 29, 2007
Good Odds...
Near the bar, where the hairy legged dancer did her act, is a street that I know from experience, is a good place to meet a nice, non pro. Reminds me of the corn fields of my old publishing partner back in Indiana. We would go hunting on a Wednesday afternoon, off like doctors, and flush the rabs....
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007
On Sex Cults and Other Phenomena...
I began to understand why I went to Oregon. I did not start out for Oregon out of a desire to emulate the gold rushers or old bankers after young ass. But to see if I could understand how a relatively handsome man, intelligent, college grad, good lover as she had herself confessed, lost out in the...
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
Report from the Front, cont...
Hitting on a woman who has read, Message of Merciful Love to Kline Piple, supposedly written by a teen in a European country, can't have much of a future. Like hitting on a fucking pro without dough. It may work occasionally, but why bother? The percentages aren't with you. Maybe if you have a...
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Friday, June 22, 2007
Some Good Advice...Report from the Front, cont.
s he may be Sis Mary, herself but I still have this downtown desire. She has the charm of a Saint for sure, about seventeen, certainly few saints are that, and a smile that would make a snake stiff. She's shapely as uh Hindu God, so fucking saintly I could get more religeo in a minute. Eat her like...
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Monday, June 18, 2007
a good book...
“ What's You Readin?” I ask smiling, trying my best to look sincere, like I really cared. She holds out the book to me and I take it from her and read, “Merciful to Smallish.” Wow, talk about a sign from God. I look toward the heavens to see anything. Read on “Copyright by the Little People,...
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Saturday, June 16, 2007
Check the Books...
Not long after, Brome is driving down Dexter, as nice a street as one is likely to see anywhere in America, with middle to upper class white and black living in harmony. That is until the whites all move out ter the suburbs. Suddenly a block up a pretty young girl walked onto the sidewalk carrying a...
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Friday, June 15, 2007
True Fiction...
How to write the novel of a man writing a novel? This thought obsessed me. How to write true fiction... And of course write of what I know. What do I know? How to make a dyke love me? Where's the market, as they say. Everyone and his brother these days is eating it. Most of them like pigs rooting...
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Jule, the end, fine'...
I'm trying but I can't find any connection to this sexy cunt and a stove. There has to be something on her mind too strange, out of whack, for me to understand. I'm wondering if I should tell her my suspicions about her and the Entertainer Dyke and how it might affect my later peace of mind when I...
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