Mornin’ Reaper Dude

Wake up, make coffee, look outside. Person walking, black hoodie, black pants, black upside down hockey stick. This never actually happens mind you, I just have an overactive imagination. It’s all a lie that I made it up. I don’t really see psychos. Or maybe I’M the psycho? Maybe I’m WAY deeper than that and it’s all a front

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Reluctant Witness ‘H’

Unfinished Business

Okay I just made this up TONITE. I’m celebrating the Celtics* win by making some noise. No, I’m not being careful – it’s really messy, but maybe that’s what makes it fun. These are really dead strings – it sounds like breaking bones when I tune them. No, I mean I WANT that.

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Un-gotten ‘H’

* Divisional Game 7 with a ‘Gino Dance’ at the end… all ‘Boogies’ were permitted last night.

Sometimes My Clips Suck

I know I’m weird about it & I know it’s copyright infringement. But, I don’t make any money off it so nobody complains. I’m using this one anyway. I know it’s psycho but, it’s so my life right now.

“Any problem on earth can be solved

with the careful application of high explosives.

The trick is… not to be around when they go off.”

I’ve been playing very old school lately. Nothing remotely technical, it’s actually quite liberating…

The Asshole Producer had to break up a fight between drunk me & sober me. Bibes just rolls with it by now. Sober me won BTW. Thanks Asshole! Drunk me was saying “that hurts my ears”.

So honestly, sometimes you just want to quietly give someone the bird and you want to be really far away from them when they go off.

In this case. I hope I get away with doing it. Please keep this inclusive and no harm.

In English, I don’t think we have a good enough antonym for the word ‘Wreck’” – ‘H’

Bad Girl #2

Happy Cinco!!! You might need a strong drink or two for this one. The true Stripe story.

I live near a coffee shop where people hang out. That’s where I first saw her. Long stripe of gray hair, brown motorcycle boots, sleeve tattoo… rides a Triumph.

During my sober stretch I got very routine. Get groceries at X-o’clock, see Stripe again when I get back. It got to be something I’d look forward to every week. To the point of ‘Aww, no Stripe this week? Bummer’ – Nope, she was in the fucking store this time. Holy shit!! I’m going to wait for her to come out – did that just really happen?

Now here’s where it gets romantic for me. She gets into an old Volvo 240dl wagon. Now I just want to fast-forward through all the bullshit conversation and get to the part where she asks me if I like old Volvo’s – and I can say “I fucking LOVE old Volvo’s!”. If you follow me you’d know that ‘this boy’s in TROUBLE’.

I got one more chance in the store after that. And I choked. But it was a Hell of a good practice. It’s hardball in the wild.

Hard ‘H’