Richard. Pt 2

UPDATE: According to the blog counter this post has been read 4xs more than the others. Hafuckinghaha.
X, long time friend who reads here, emailed to say: That asswipe used to stand directly behind you at Heartbreak Hotel and stare at me whenever I tried to talk to you!(1*) No one understood why you were with him!(2*) We weren't his crowd. He was neither a musican or an artist.(3*)

OP: I was followed through the grocery store yesterday by an old & fat, bald man. I became aware of him when I lifted my phone to read a text and saw him over my shoulder staring at me. Aisle by aisle, he tailed closely behind me.
Weary of it, I reversed my cart mid aisle and bumped his cart behind me as he was trying to swerve. Oh, so sorry, I said as I looked at him. He quickly turned his head away. I noticed he was wearing doll eyeglasses.
An old man wearing *tiny* doll glasses, I was telling a friend later in the day.
Hold up, she said, I know who that is, we're online friends, and I'm texting a photo of him. She added, I *always* thought his photos look like yours. Now I know why, he stalks your blog, too!
With the photo she sent I realized I've seen the furious fat fuck walk and drive SLOWLY by my home several times. I've seen him while reading at my desk.
Dude, you are batshit cray.

#MeToo #ToxicMasculinity #GetOverIt #YoureAStalker #StillALoser #YouveLetYourselfGo #Dude40YearsAgo

Be Bright and Shiny

Quebec

Go with a man who speaks French.

Hey Bill

Update: What, you want the world premier? That would be so much fun!
I finally have all of that front & back yards video - 28 hours of it - edited and ready to go.
30K will cover it.

Three 3s

They are everywhere.

Steel is the spine of America

My favorite sound is steel on steel.
Train wheels rolling on the tracks.

TinkerBelle: Portrait of the Artist as a Young Dog

We don't need your stinkin' help said rabbits.

That sunrise last week.

It made the red brick glow pink.

The Mississippi

The drying of water.

Fog and the Arch. 11/26/22

TinkerBelle's baby tooth

Found under TinkerBelle's pillow.

Light Show

Party at our house!

Nathan's home on the River

I drove down to look at the river which is where I met Nathan a while ago. I smelled a camp fire and disovered his house. We chatted. I was excited by his skills and resourcefulness. His house defines 'upcycle'. He also built the fence.
I asked him if he needed any cash and after many moments he said yes. I pulled out a handful of one dollar bills from my bag.
There was a brief silence and then I said, I am NOT a stripper!
He heartily laughed.
I returned today with several filled totes, a suitcase, and a backpack.
He was outside working on the place when I pulled up. I called to him, he waved and started over to the car. As I pulled out a suitcase from the trunk I announced I was moving in.
He heartily laughed.
I lived on the Streets for three months when I was 15. I also hitchhiked cross country during that time in 1969. It was an adventure I wouldn't want to repeat.

St Louis Noir #167. The City is the New Black

Your Daily Golden Moment: TinkerBelle.

1930’s Art Deco Salem Streamline Tricorne Dinnerware

Found in the Wild for $20.

The Sixth Decade

Before strolling out for a walkabout. We thought c19 was floating in the air in 6/2020.

The Big Fuck Back

I inadvertently coined 'FuckBack'.
This occurred when some chump at in the Wild pressed his front against my back. I was trying to say get back and fuck off! He understood though, threw his hands to his shoulders and said, OK, OK!

The City is the New Black #2. Also St Louis Noir