But wait there is more...........
The eternal spring bubble-eth.
The old man was at Taco Night... Last.... I asked him where he had been hiding.. he said Boston.
He asked me how long I was here for... I said forever.... he stuck his forefinger in his mouth making his finger wet and stuck it up as if into the breeze to determine the wind direction.... I laughed out loud thinking how true how true.
He was the one that lived in the Keys in 1963.... Friends with Captain Tony... of Gun Running fame... and probably dispersing a lot of bull shit..... the old man said he used to baby sit Captain Tony's kids and Captain Tony in return would babysit his..... now there is wild occupation... watching kids.... there was a toddler on the loose in the restaurant... making a bee line for everything in sight groping wide eyed.
Very young terrorist. The schreeeeeeeeeching noises are the most deadly. Help me Jesus.
But since I am highly experienced I have endurance.... a little left, I run near on Empty these days... I had my fill of Glory almost..........
I watched the news video about the girl that was in the plane crash the other day... gramp's (dang it) flew into the side of a mountain and killed himself and his wife... In his infamous Doctor Killer V Tail Bonanza... meanwhile .... 16 year old Autumn was in the back seat and survived... hiking a couple of days down stream to a passing car... she must of been a sight all bruised up and trying to catch a ride to call 911.... she certainly has a lot of resolve, especially for a 16 year old young woman.
I like her based on that alone. I wonder if she will accept my friend request?
The old man I call him Key West wanted to know if it was true, he had heard the Big Pine Inn had burned down in 1977... yes I assured him it was true. He had played his guitar there in 1963... boy was land cheap then.
Anyway......... back to this nonsense... I was thinking about the word discombobulated.... sort of bouncy isn't it?
"Out of the Joy of the Soul" I thought of a name for an entity... Mikrea..... do you like it?
First I was in a fast moving river... actually the man made canals in and around Summerland Key were dumping out into the Sea... I was yelling at Jersey John... full time... for being an idiot... even though I really don't think he is.
Then I jumped from way up high... with no parachute... the updrafts were so strong I was falling slowly...
a couple of people were ewing and ahhhhing.... I was trying to hit the water just right... compensating for drift... no easy task to miss hard land and protruding docks etc....
Earlier I had been trying to drive a turquoise panga sort of thing upstream.... very problematic .. I kept swamping it... and yelling at John for being an idiot... he was with me... in the end the boat was broken and in pieces... it would not float anymore....it was done... finished... FINITO..... or however you spell it....perhaps El Finito would have looked good as a name plastered against the Stern....
Such Harrowing Experiences we endure. Harrowing Experiences.
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