tell them bill:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9591zjK_n08
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| when abbos dream |
howdy ten gallon hat wearing bitches. we live in a time of tremendous technological innovation. so much so, that we are even at an impasse, with regard to the printed page and the electronic page, as it were. ask anybody from the 2020s decades from today if they read books on their phone apps or an actual book, and many people age under 40 from those days would say: screen (not book).
i realize i miss the feel of a book in my hand as i lie in bed at night. i can tell you when i was a teenager, I generally mostly never thought about women in a sexual way, or at all, unless they were characters in a book i was reading or i had a crush on them. i just read books. one book. then another one. and another one. i only stopped to socialize or attend school or the like (often the minimum possible). sometimes my brother would mark the slow passage of time punching me in the face.
I'd by lying to you if i never said i really loved reading Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn and even the Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court and The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County. So much so, that i'm going to arrange with my tennant, next week, to pack some of the books i left in his new little library in the reading room, into a box for me, especially Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn.
since it's been such a long time reading them, i'll just tell you how they sit in my mind, all these decades later. Although i can't remember any of the details apart from Tom is painting a wall and gets other people to do all the work for him (he doesn't want to do it) -- Aunt Polly looses his tooth brandishing a burning faggot or the like (or maybe that was in the 'Third Eye' by 'Robsang Lampa' - can't remember). Definitely Aunt Polly had some unusual tooth removal technique for Tom.
Huck Finn seems like a darker story and Huck Finn's existence spoke to me because he was living a life of danger and survival. He didn't go to school. He struggles to escape with a nigger on the loose. He is facing dark forces. He is badass. Tom Sawyer is not badass. He is preppy by comparison.
I understand Huck Finn. Even though i can't remember any details of either of these stories, apart from Tom had a girlfriend, Becky. It's understood Tom is boyhood lite and Huck Finn is badass.
Samuel Langhorne Clemens (November 30, 1835 – April 21, 1910), was an American writer, humorist, entrepreneur, publisher, and lecturer. He was lauded as the "greatest humorist the United States has produced,"[2] and William Faulkner called him "the father of American literature".[3] His novels include The Adventures of Tom Sawyer (1876) and its sequel, the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (1884),[4] the latter often called "The Great American Novel".
Clemens was raised in Hannibal, Missouri, which later provided the setting for Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. He served an apprenticeship with a printer and then worked as a typesetter, contributing articles to the newspaper of his older brother Orion Clemens. He later became a riverboat pilot on the Mississippi River before heading west to join Orion in Nevada. He referred humorously to his lack of success at mining, turning to journalism for the Virginia City Territorial Enterprise.[5] His humorous story, "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County", was published in 1865, based on a story that he heard at Angels Hotel in Angels Camp, California, where he had spent some time as a miner. The short story brought international attention and was even translated into French.[6] His wit and satire, in prose and in speech, earned praise from critics and peers, and he was a friend to presidents, artists, industrialists, and European royalty.
Bobby's driving through the city tonight
Through the lights in a hot new rent-a-car
He joins the lovers in his heavy machine
It's a scene down on Sunset Boulevard
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Johnny's taking care of things for a while
And his style is so right for troubadours
They got him sitting with his back to the door
Now he won't be my fast gun anymore
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Moving on is a chance that you take
Any time you try to stay together
Whoa
Say a word out of line
And you find that the friends you had
Are gone forever
Forever
So many faces in and out of my life
Some will last
Some will just be now and then
Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Moving on is a chance that you take
Any time you try to stay together
Whoa
Say a word out of line
And you find that the friends you had
Are gone forever
Forever
So many faces in and out of my life
Some will last
Some will just be now and then
Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby
just sayin'
I told y'all about the time i got handcuffed and frisked in Hollywood by the LAPD. I really didn't have time to even look to see what they were doing with their hands like pulling gun out or taser or what. That's because i know how to survive (which in that case meant complying with all verbal orders carefully and safely slowly and no smart-alecky-ness). I have been in numerous dangerous situations. One time in Madrid i tried defending some really drunken guy being attacked by skinhead neo-nazis. Next thing i was running then i fell over coz my right shoe had broken hem on the heel (coz i thought it made me look bohemian) then i was getting kicked in the head with steel cap boots (i covered up my head same as when my brother was punching it). It didn't hurt. As soon as i saw that cop car racing ten yards across the road to the car park i was in in Hollywood, i knew they meant business. Same as the skinheads in Madrid (not saying the two different parties had anything in common apart from targeting me). Shoot i even got bashed simultaneously by around four or five abbo kids about two or three years younger than me after again trying to defend someone they were targeting, one or two of those kids were actually hanging off my shirt while throwing haymakers. I took a few hits there but my pearly whites have never been dinted by any male.
And i mentioned recently in this blog about the time i was struck vertically by a veritable log by abbos trying to sell me fake marijuana. That hit so hard i have a scar near my front hairline (now balding) and blood spurted out. The concussion was enormous and lasted days.
Stranger danger in Los Angeles:
The Independent: The ex-cop trying to bring down LA’s ruthless police gangs: ‘It’s absolutely crazy but it exists’.
https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/california-police-killings-mike-gipton-b1862088.html
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