Besides, the Stars are a better audience.. anyway.

"Write like nobody is listening because they are"

 Like a tightly wound watch:
It was rather an expansive grounds........  Worn... Pool, Yard, Tiki Bar old rooms no telling how may people had screwed in them over the years....... the bar tender who was also the father of two near infants on the property .... was winding his watch behind the bar talking to a  booze salesman.... the watch  had no straps and kind of a flower shaped bezel .... and was the color  of light purple..........  he wound and wound and wound until the spring was tight..........

The old man had come to help keep an eye....  he went out by  the pool... it had issues....  the skimmer basket was full of leaves for starters... and lots of other crap was wrong with it.... he could smell the water was out of balance... maybe he could make a deal to take care of it too?.... you know to  be helpful, useful...  to his almost chagrin. ....There were a couple of low to the ground chairs set along the  side of  the building next to the pool... aluminum with that stretchy blue and white vinyl wrap  sitting in the wet muck......he sat down and realized  a he had placed his feet  under a spiders web... were those black widows... he saw there?  Better keep your feet low..........

Maybe they would eat the mosquito's and gnats ........... that were buzzing around....

Someone came around and asked him if he wanted a drink... another customer....  being friendly...   'Bring me a hammerhead'  please....... ' one of those?'   the congenial  asking man remarked....  'that is a small drink.'..

NO   John said... 'that is not a small drink it  is a piece of Heavy Equipment'

I guess so  ...  his host  murmured ........ and walked off towards the well used bar... away from

The old man... that

postulated ....  under his breath..... What a joke........

'We are all somebody wanting to get out'... he had reasoned away with himself....... long ago....

Maybe the girl next door was deaf.... not unkind.... she just did not hear you.... when you were trying to joke with her.......

So........ don't jump to conclusions....... old fool.

Now there is a laugh..........  he thought back to the winding of the watch with no strap and the floral shaped bezel...  man that spring was taunt......

Careful you don't break it..........

On the Bright side...




As long as they  the masses did not know him.... they kept their mouths shut.


He had a counter....  Two whole readers... he reflected.....  why he would go celebrate  by taking a shit...

and go brush the scummy  feeling off of his teeth.... and feel sorry for himself....

Then he would feel better........

"Write like nobody is listening because they are"

Besides , the  Stars are a better audience ... anyway.

The exploding hand held radio......

Well, Well, Well.......... John C finally got a real job at last.........

He was riding along in training driving on  a glorious Grey Hound Bus......... Oh that big hard glossy white steering Wheel...........   at last.........

Day came to set him free.......... do drive on your very own....  'They said'

Blast.... he could not figure out how to get the damn bus to move...........

Had he forgotten something?

Fiddle this Fiddle that.... No.... the bus tweren' t  a moving... not even an inch... set solid as if brakes were on........ or tires and wheels were set in concrete......

and all those people on the bus trying to get to the airport.... with important places to be and go.....  his nerves were a chatter.....

Where is that damn hand held radio?.... he would call  HQ  for help............

Hello, Hello, Hello............

a faint crackling voice  came across..................... from somewhere far, far away........... barely audible....

He thought perhaps if I walk up to higher ground I can get better line of sight  transmission... and reception...... to hear  the  voice of cunning.........

So off he went on foot in a great hurry.........

It was falling dark and he was having a hard time reading what did what on the radio buttons....

Oh heavens  LOOK!  it has an antenna.....   I will pull that out he thought......

Still not much better...............

He climbed up on a pile of seaweed strewn rocks and rubble... and remembered.... hey I have been here before............

 Oh careful now you don't slip and  fall into that nasty  slime,  then  carefully, ...........  he made his way back down  to the street full of sort of nefarious  scary looking characters ... the sort that might stab you.... for your money...    then  he peered  down  into a Hall  below the streets level............

He found an authority figure down there dressed in black carrying a rather sizable side arm.....

He approached him and said.... Sir,    ' I think I may need some help'...........

The Guard motioned just a minute and they both looked  into an adjoining room at the same time... in there was   a man in civilian clothes wearing gold wire rimmed glasses.... that was holding  a rectangular device   up to his forehead.... how strange... it looked... he thought...' what the Fuck!' is that thing?

Suddenly the man with the device motioned to the guard .... the guard grabbed the hand held radio out of John C's..... hands  and threw it across the room into the open space... above

 airborne     it exploded................... in a nano second.....

God God....   !  John Exclaimed , ..... he had never had such gratitude sweep over him in his entire life.... and in a moments notice.........

it was  super intense....  someone had planted a bomb on the bus in the hand held radio .............. and it was his first real day on the job .... and there he was trying to make a call........... on the very same device... holding it up to his Head........   How Brilliant................ truly...........

My God !  My God!    he was just so humbled....  who was that man... with the gold wire rimmed glasses?

That Knew about  it beforehand ?

The exploding hand held radio.....