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2/23/2024 Write ‘ em / up

  2/23/2024                Write ‘ em / up            And ye® / wel©ome, the presentation of the above didn’t go / exactly as planned be©ause people don’t plan / to fail as we do as much as we fail / to plan, and (y)our man ©in the humble(d) narrator of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Baltime-moi®es and w®ite em / up was not after getting a good night’s sleep of the TGIFF®iday night before during and after delivering / the   same be©asue putting the ‘fun’ in ‘fune®al’, innit G, though a local English school teacher at the ceremony did give (y)our man ©in the thumbs up before during and after audeeing and videeing (y)our man ©in stand / and deliver, and isn’t the English teacher’s feedback always most / important, ye® / wel©ome is all / we gots.   Course you can’t take it when you’re / gone that four-lettered wo®d – ‘it’s said that folks who marry / for money’, (y)...

2016-04-24 Some habits die hard / though they probably should.

  2016-04-24  Some habits die hard / though they probably should.    Or thereabouts, line is from Band of Robbers , a latter-day version of the Mark Twain Huckleberry Finn story.   What it is is that your man Huck Finn and his sidekick Tom Sawyer are updated to be millennial ©ops and ®obbers, quite literally, your man Huck (Tom ?) a local ©op, and his BFF Tom (Huck ?) just out / of prison.   They reunite, Blues Brothers -style, outside the local penitentiary, only this time it’s not the Bluesmobile, a converted police car, driven by Elwood that comes by to pick up his fare, brother Jake, but policeman Huck (Tom ?) driving an actual police car.   A whole series of picaresque (b) / (m) / (s) / (gl) and just plain / adventures ensue, whole series of picaresque (b) / (m) / (s) / (gl) and just plain / adventures ensuing is all / we gots. Tom’s / the cop, of course, why doncha read / the books before reviewing the movies based on / the same -id., Shakesp...

2016-04-23 How Deep Is Your Love

2016-04-23 How Deep Is Your Love  Good times, ‘no one said it’d be easy’ Chris Martin and Coldplay sing it better in ‘The Professor’, innit perfesser, ‘no one ever said it would be this / hard’, though your cintrepid and humbled narrator of this Take This Thing Back to Baltimore me-moirs and no one ever said it would be this / hard fully cintended to math the soaring landscape passing by him yesterday of a TGIFFriday after and evening, innit G, his walk down me-moir lane led him back to that cinfamous night in the Kingston, walks down me-moir lane leading him back to that cinfamous night in Kingston is all / we gots. Mind, that was / yesterday, today a new day, a Satu®day after, before, during and after it becomes / a Sadu®day night and I Ain;t got Nobody, innit Sam Cooke, and here is your man the cintrepid narrato® after spending this two-hour shift of me-moirs – your man the Melancholy Dane Kierkegard or whatnot (oh please hooker, it’s Knutsen, or somefink and he’s / a Swede, ‘an...