What's Happening???

Would it be better if we just went into Autumn?

Or pink socks. I can't really explain my distaste for flip flops. They just look bad. They give me a feeling of boredom.

 

Shake what you got lemme see a little a more, from the ceiling to the floor, lemme see what you're working with then drop it real low and buck it like bronco, buck it, B B buck it like a bronco, buck it like a bronco

 

spring would be nice. i think i've only once owned flip flops. probably the only time i was living someplace where i also had to own pajamas.
i don't remember the details and i don't feel like trying very hard to do so. people talking about how wonderful they thing the beach is, sounds like boring,
mostly because every time i've been to one, it is. as for pink, socks or anything else, well the way i feel about socks, is if they're going to be hidden most of the time,
color doesn't really matter, but pink, is faided red, and red is an ungly color because it represents bloodshed. as for the gender thing,
other then dangly bits and making babies, gender is bullshit. i mean toxic gender is just a lame excuse people of both use for being inconsiderate.

if you have an imagination you're sapient, and dangly bits ain't got shit to do with it. and if people don't have an imagination, and don't love their imagination,
instead of hating it, then i don't understand what they get out of life that they wouldn't as a cat or a monkey.

 

Time to decorate this newly acquired son of a bitch. The building complex is called “Glory Mansions”, which I shall refer to as the obvious joke from this point onward.

 

loose the ugly red and white crap and the place has possibilities. you know, like paint the raised rims of those circles green. put those round things that used go in them into some kind of storage, or pass them on to anyone who can stand them, or donate them to the good will. fill them with fury icons instead. like mine. or my little ponies, or pokimonz. lots of bookshelves everywhere except the windows. a computer workstation desk. a bed, a mini kitchen with a miro-wave and a fridge. and two or three super executive comfy chairs for visiting dignitaries.

green and orange curtains for the windows, and strip the paint off the fancy woodwork and stain it walnut or redwood, with a good thick protective layer of ploly urithane or epoxy.

 

Is it wrong for not wanting my lover to join a gym?..lol

I like having a belly to lay on

 

i don't have an uncle bob. i've got a brother in law bob, and a brother in law lee.
all my mom's siblings who lived were sisters. their husbands were named frank, irving, and sam.

actually on my dad's side i have no idea what i have, as i've never met any of them,

(i know one was a messed up right wing economist at some college in new york state, and one was a writer,
whom i almost met but my dad didn't want him too because of my dad's homophobia,
any and all others on his side are entirely speculative. i do share the same last name and odd spelling of it,
with an oceanographer at woods hole, an architect in california, and the guy who invented the process for turning used french fry grease into diesel fuel.
i don't think any of them were named bob either though)

only my mom's family, and those i've only met two or three times in my life either.

i do have a cousin adel (frank and agusta's daughter that lived) and a cosin bonny and a cousing martin (anette and sam's kids) and cousins alice and nora. (perl and irving's)
those are the only blood family i know anything about. i don't know if any of my auntes are still alive.

i'm pretty sure a couple of my cousins probably are, but i haven't been in contact for years.
as far as i know, they all still live "back east" which seems to me like someplace, the last place in hell, i'd wish to get stuck.

i had a couple of second uncles, sons and grandsons of my mom's father by another marriage.
(or even of his brothers, i'm not sure)
one i met named george, who ran a little store back in jersey, (this was in 1959 when i was 11)

and one i'm not sure i met or not, but probably did when i was little,
and don't know if he's still alive or not, by the name of alan kanigsberg,
who was into acting and directing and commidy and all that, and went by the name of woodrow, ok, woody.

not sure exactly how distant, but distant at any rate.

 

what you want is you.
as long as what they want, is up to them.

lovers, husbands, wives, everyone has their own lives,
and only they can, or have to, live them.

 

Which town if you don't mind me asking?

 

What colour represents love?
Yellow is an option, in my mind. But I'd still prefer to associate red with hearts and roses than bloodshed.

 

Ha Ha looks exactly like the room we used to get our lunch in when we were there ! (and probably a million others )

 

Love is Blue mate !

 

Green and red I feel. Green for rebirth and red for blood. Plus some purple. Purple is nice.

 

I need to wax my ball sack

 

^
Godspeed

 

I Will Keep You In My Thoughts And Prayers.....Sending Good Vibes Your Way......



Cheers Glen.

 

Went out for tacos and margaritas with some gals from work, now i'm home and snug as a bug in a rug with a cup of tea and the gals from broad city

 

well, oddly enough for me, its that kind of yellowish olivish color of new growth in the spring time.
also i associate spring with love, because its not yet loaded down with all the baggage that makes people bitter.

 

live dangerously and use a pair of scissors.