TSCLT 12.0: The pantheon hates a pussy 2.0

The cabin coffee was great this morning, as always. The outhouse seat was cold, about -13°F. Daylight is coming on strong. I'll prolly go for a ride on the Skidoo in a couple hours when it gets bright outside.
 
I've seen Mary. She's whoring out her Only Fans page. Yeah . . . no . . . .


Home. Long damned day. It was a bit better than the trip down - fewer fuck-ups. I guess that means that there was less st000pid.


The good doctor is ailing, so I guess tending to her will take up a chunk of tomorrow.


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The new Skidoo has a bit more snap than last year’s unit. Identical except for an additional 30 HP. Hope to go play tomorrow when it warms up to -10F.
 
Best wishes to all for the New Year.

My black-eyed peas are ready to go into the crockpot.

I like to fix them with onion, bacon and jalapeño. Sounds "lucky" to me.

I wonder if that can be Taylor's new album title, "Lucky." Then again, maybe "Unlucky."

A guy should be more optimistic about football Sunday when his team is the World Champion. Maybe she has a concert somewhere...
 
Whirled Champion.


Happy Sunday. I see the Deeetroit/Dallas game was a bit of a slugfest. Wat likes games like that. It's nice to be home. Girlcat seems pleased after she got over her initial anger at Kitten and Human.


Wat orders a Girlie Calendar each year. Has for the last 4-5 or so. It usually arrives in the middle of January because they usually are slack about getting new stock available. This year, they ran earlier, so Wat ordered earlier. Anyway, it arrived by the time we got home, and it's still This Year. Allah is kind. Calendar Girl below.


Coffee is good. There's something about your own pot and brew ratio.


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Open Reading Blues​

By: Vampyre Mike Kassel​



Written with Dawn Oberg

Well, you thought you were a poet when you put on that beret.
You took Creative Writing One at San Francisco State.
Now you lurk at open readings like an unexploded bomb.
You read for just 5 minutes but it was 30 years too long.

You went to all the workshops and they told you you could write.
Your teacher did not flunk you 'cause she's chronically polite.
You think your stuff's surreal because all signs of sense are gone.
You read for just 5 minutes but it was 30 years too long.

You write all about Nature and the birds and plants and trees.
You write about your lovers, how they left you with disease.
Go get a job at Hallmark, 'cause that's where you belong.
You read for just 5 minutes but it was 30 years too long.

You rant about your politics and what you read today.
You rant about your loneliness and how you can't get laid.
Got one hand on your poetry, the other on your dong.
You read for just 5 minutes but it was 30 years too long.

You read all of the Beats but never dug a word they said.
You think you're Alleg Ginsberg, we wish that you were dead.
If Ginsberg heard the shit you write he'd beat you like a gong.
You read for just 5 minutes but it was 30 years too long.

At every open reading there's a boring shmuck like you.
You can't wait to get up there,
We can't wait until you're through.
They would not let us kill you, so we put you in this song.
You read for just 5 minutes but it was 30 years too long.


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Palm Leaves​

By: Charles Bukowski​



at exactly 12:00 midnight
1973-74
Los Angeles
it began to rain on the
palm leaves outside my window
the horns and the firecrackers
went off
and it thundered.

I'd gone to bed at 9:00 p.m.
turned out the lights
pulled up the covers --
their gaiety, their happiness
their screams, their paper hats,
their automobiles, their women
their amateur drunks...

New Year's Eve always terrifies me

life knows nothing of years.

now the horns have stopped and
the firecrackers and the thunder...
it's all over in five minutes...
all I hear is the rain
on the palm leaves,
and I think,
I will never understand men,
but I have lived
it through.



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Happy Monday, just so we get it correct. Slept decently. There's a black cat over there looking at me. Heat is on, coffee is making, and there will be plenty to do today as there will be one thing after another.


Hmmm . . . .


Human beings, by changing the inner attitudes of their minds, can change the outer aspects of their lives.

~ William James


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The josh is lit!

Black-eyed Peas have been soaked.

There is a hot crockpot bath for them in the near future.

Mother Nature had the temerity to turn the thermostat down to 30ºF last night.



The F is for FORK YOU!

🤡
 
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