RU A FARMER 'CAUSE I LOVE YOUR MELLONS

The non-sex moments this weekend were so numerous but still ranked at the highest level. Her breathlessness nimbly infused me like the balsamic in the carrot glaze. They are the moments I feel entirely certain that she does know how much I love her and how gratefully I savor her love for me and for us. The heightened anticipation of another date with her knowing the expectation is in the league with delusional, affirms the lucid counterpoint love gives to any is-love-crazy-good? moments.
~~from '11

Indifference, solitude and sarcophagus sensibility is where former miscreants go when the lighting plan screams out "I'm here but I'm not". The lure of doing nothing is at work here. The ability to do nothing is situational. Here's to swimmin' with bow legged wimmin'. It's hard to ignore the humiliation sanitized by determined dalliances and here we find ourselves skimming over the elephant named worst fears. When the focus is on the next year it's OK to ask "what if"s. But if the focus is on the next 12 hours, better be sure of "what IS". I like spending the nights here where destiny drove me and it's no secret this is my final resting place. It's sort of a Hyatt before you buy it. Severance pay sits well with the departed but is irrelevant with the situated. The lure of exposition, crafting a perfect tramp stamp seems the better way to fill the space. Glitter had street cred until it showcased your last lap dance.

So this guy goes to Australia for a tourist trip and on the border they ask him if he had ever stayed in jail or had been arrested. So he says: " I did not know that was still required".