"In practice, thousands of little women..."

 

goober peas....

i have determined that this motel is not an independent business...it seems to have been influenced by what can only be described as a criminal element....every time i have stayed here i have been harassed...all last night there were loud people either conversing outside my door or stomping around above my head...this is no coincidence...i have no criminal record nor do i engage in criminal activity...thus i must conclude that due to the consistent nature of this harassment i have been targeted by criminals and ignored by those persons on the payroll who should be protecting my constitutional rights...so the place is "ate up with it' as they say...i have encountered dirty government all across the state...corruption seems to be  up one side and down the other...those mobsters who decided to leave the cold snowy eastern states and "retire to arizona",,,took a look around and saw there was not a damn thing to impede there setting up shop here...so now the state is a criminal paradise...where i grew up the old italian "businessmen" had a saying they used frequently...."we don't want no trouble" and they have been in business for over one hundred and fifty years...and profitably....anyhow after being deprived of sleep by the gangsters who seem to run this motel i no longer expect any protection....

i am a fugitive from the law of averages...have been for a long while...music..."How a two fingered man became the worlds greatest guitarist. (9:49) about django reinhart and what came to be called "JAZZ MANOUCHE"...

once when i was selling "major appliances" in a department store a guy came in and said he wanted to buy two televisions with remote...a 13 inch color and a 25 inch color...and i should deliver them to this address...so i put them in the van and headed out...i might have toked a roach on the way (probably) when i drove up the steep driveway i could see a nice house...i knocked on the door and edwin edwards answered the door and invited me into the house...he showed me where he wanted the televisions...the 25 inch in the living room and elaine wanted the 13 inch in the kitchen...when i had got them into their correct places mr edwards turned on the television to watch the newly elected governor of the state being sworn in...he asked me to have a seat on the couch...we sat there with a bowl of peanuts between us...after about 10 minutes i had to excuse myself and get back to the store...synchronicity perhaps...

"In practice, thousands of little women in their villages have lived more gentle, more equable and more constant lives than Cicero."...montaigne