a hard day's weel
A lot of things have happened in the long week. Cheri had a good bye party, with pizza, & in typical form, ridiculed the clients.
Then my amp busted. Not completely: some of the surround settings have been popping in & out. Then we ordered one from Radio Shaft, a cheap one that doesn't have a B speaker switch. He thought I was talking about 7.1, I meant something I could connect my old stereo speakers to: Rectilinear XIIs from the 70s, which over the years have had every driver in them swapped out.
Then, the harassing phone calls began. I reported it to the copz; turned out to be some offshore scam, trying to keep you on the phone as long as possible. Copz suggested screening our calls.
& now I am Ruthie-less: didn't pick it up as the woman never said her name. Wrote her a little letter to give her my email address. If she does answer, I will turn her in the direction of this blog, & my homepage, & see if she wants me still.
I mean, like Kimothy wants me too much: the last time she came over, her first signed word was "sex". She kept playing with her zipper... but a real atomic blowjob from my wife can really put her to shame.
Then Brawny & Ryan didn't show up for Halloween, but Ed & Denise did, so we split a pizza 4-ways,
Ended up switching our phone number: it's now CPL-5938.
Writing on Pluto's improving. Some research to be done on the Internet, a couple more rewrites, & then it'll go to Stan.
Will stop writing SF for a bit to complete Mind-Warp.
Then my amp busted. Not completely: some of the surround settings have been popping in & out. Then we ordered one from Radio Shaft, a cheap one that doesn't have a B speaker switch. He thought I was talking about 7.1, I meant something I could connect my old stereo speakers to: Rectilinear XIIs from the 70s, which over the years have had every driver in them swapped out.
Then, the harassing phone calls began. I reported it to the copz; turned out to be some offshore scam, trying to keep you on the phone as long as possible. Copz suggested screening our calls.
& now I am Ruthie-less: didn't pick it up as the woman never said her name. Wrote her a little letter to give her my email address. If she does answer, I will turn her in the direction of this blog, & my homepage, & see if she wants me still.
I mean, like Kimothy wants me too much: the last time she came over, her first signed word was "sex". She kept playing with her zipper... but a real atomic blowjob from my wife can really put her to shame.
Then Brawny & Ryan didn't show up for Halloween, but Ed & Denise did, so we split a pizza 4-ways,
Ended up switching our phone number: it's now CPL-5938.
Writing on Pluto's improving. Some research to be done on the Internet, a couple more rewrites, & then it'll go to Stan.
Will stop writing SF for a bit to complete Mind-Warp.