May 6, 2011
by jhon baker
After the intense celebration where I could be found only at my home with a massive headache that lasted the day and has driven me to be reflective and down today. May have been the night time dreaming or the ghost walking down the corridor that reaches to pet the dead grey cat who groans loudly in the night.
Today, flowers and slaughtered farm raised cattle.
there ought to be a law against me
walking down the street
special made shoes to correct gait and cane to fend off pavement when it comes rushing at me at terminal velocity.
Piano lessons tonight and we have been or practiced in three weeks. Death is the distraction that occupies my state of usual or unusual being.
In twenty minutes I am going to get my tractor and prepare it to mow the lawn, sharpen blades and I always think of sling blade, connect the deck and watch the birds eat the seed meant to green my lawn. There is nothing better than the green lawn on which we do not walk barefoot in worry of the raccoon leavings which can transmit ringworm.
don’t you love my baby?
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May 4, 2011
by jhon baker
excessively well medicated right now and should be falling over asleep or sleep blogging but certainly not awake.
correction to yesterdays post about flying – it was four planes in 48 hours – 47 to be more precise. knocks the hell out of a person when it is not an accustomed commute.
eyes open and hearing the doors swing, footsteps and almost out of cigarettes – they never think of the mentally aberrant when they tax the hell out of cigarettes, or they think were too crazy to make rational decisions in which case they price them out of reach.
there’s a little girl in the hall and I never know what to make of her.
I’ve smoked one brand my entire smoking career and now find myself switching to a slightly more expensive and slightly more imported brand. Nicer packaging and easier to store cartons.
This is hardly a reason to continue smoking.
a razors blade. one of the hands on my watch fell off, tumbling around behind the crystal attempting the clockwork.
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May 3, 2011
by jhon baker
Pleased to meet you here, what is a beautiful young lady like yourself doing hanging out in a place like this?
– hold on while I go slightly insane.
early morning and have yet to get enough sleep – still recovering from loss and jet lag – four planes in three days. Sounds like a lot when you put it that way – we were only going one way but had to have a layover, well, you follower know this – you were there – suffering the blight that is air travel. I was searched, as always, and put a pleasant expression on my face as I was being felt up by old men while thinking – it must be the beard. But that wouldn’t explain why I always get searched – even as a child going to Disney World before I was perceived as a terrorist in the eyes of a beard hating public and Will Ferrell. This is why I stopped carrying my Mala – too many questions and looks, since my imagination is good I can perceive always having one.
WHile we are on terrorism – I fear Osama’s replacements zealousness more than I feared Osama.
Peace be upon all Muslims as I am sure they are getting more hell right now.
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May 2, 2011
by jhon baker
slept a full night last night – first time in a long time. Exhausted by emotion, exhausted by travel, exhausted by baring my soul, and dreaming.
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the platitudes of willful resemblance 