I am telling you I watched the OLD MAN put in the vertical posts down the end of the street... HE did it by himself the little old Spanish Man... those wooden pole columns up under the Sand Bar and restaurant .. it was nothing but mosquito's sand flies and marl... down there... I thought he was out of his fucking mind to be honest...
The place was owned by Pa Pa Red Socks... do you remember him?... he used to sleep with young girls I hear... but I think he had erectile dysfunction.... well... so I heard... from one of the young women he slept with that I was pounding... It does not matter now I suppose since he is dead... I think this may have been what egged on his death is when he had a trash fire and someone had thrown out an old aerosol paint can in the flames and it blew up and the agitator marbles that were inside the can hit him in the Nuts.....
Royal was a cool dude.... he always wore red socks... Thus Pa Pa Red Socks... SEE?
He owned the No Name pub too... you know..? he sold it under contract no less then 5 times... and got it back.
He was no FOOL.
That last sweetie he was with could melt in your mouth... but I will keep my Pie hole shut... since she is still around... her Pop was pretty cool dude with those TREASURE Coins of his... I don't think he ever found the mother lode... it is probably further out then Moser Channel... that is just my guess.
Maybe the Big Pine Ghost Galleon... I imagine Big Moe the shark knows it whereabouts... The turning anchor was found out there off Marker G... I saw it myself... before it was salvaged from the bottom..
'Nothing works like that... because they say so.. it is written ...'Back into you corners'
by the SET RULES'
Tic Tock the system... don't you see?
Seeing what Cheap is.......
almost making everything impossible but not quite...
Keeping US the Striving...... in check
Thank you for the book recommendation on the Emergence of technology... bye the way....
It is a slow hard book for me... however... I am slowly gleaning info.... I was thrilled to read about the Heliograph stations on mountain tops out west... I never knew...
That traveling at the speed of light business... and its emergence.. at Cost to the Apaches.... driven by the speed of light into Mexico.
A-Z flies this.