she made me breakfast

who can it be now

you could call it a fire sale

she left her office and walked across the blacktop I was about 50 yards away. Not a great distance but considering not a small one either.

She asked me what I was doing, I told her the truth, just like I told the young man who asked me about photography, or more specifically from my perspective artwork. The greater dynamic of artwork is the fact that it speaks a universal language or it can speak a very unique and explicit form of language.

[ I did a cut and paste and realized I did not complete my thought, that's not true, I did complete my thought but my intent was to explain it to you and that I did not do. Walks across the asphalt we talk, I'm polite, she's fishing for something, I say to her, as were walking back to the door she came from, let me buy you a cup of coffee, she replies no thank you I'm working. Here's where I get troubled, if she was working what she's what is she doing approaching the so-called mad scientist performing acts of so-called satanic rituals, yet understand the dynamics of Texas and Oklahoma. It's a hard thing for me to explain. You know, if anyone would ever take the time you would realize I'm very pleasant and in fact I tend to walk with the brighter side of the spiritual dynamic, not to say I don't move in and out of dark circles I just try to keep my feet clean and stay away from all of the things they're throwing at me, that would be the hand of man and not the spiritual world large. This is a hell of a paragraph or footnote or bracketed item or whatever you want to collect it just keeps expanding and expanding and expanding, yes much like Godzilla! ]

This gets back to the great downloads is taking 58 hours.

I'm trying to catch you people up and it's really not possible. Why you people insist on defecating in my little circle I don't understand.

I guess that's what he gets down to, I really don't understand you people, I'm trying to save the day and all you want to do is oral is hurl fecal material…

You're really like a lot of monkeys, trust me, a believer and I did have that 45 as well as the last training. That's not training it's the last train to Clarksville I shouldn't need to spell out every single word for the voice recognition program to function properly. I have no choice it's a binary piece of FUCKING SHIT!

Now we could talk about Google, Microsoft, Apple, Wall Street, your girlfriend who's wearing a lead this bikini, failures at the list ration illustration, other dynamics with Houston and the flag as well as dynamics in the show me state and all kinds of other stuff.

Did Jesus not exactly but my tongue wasn't exactly working correctly young okay I said you know and you said young….

Then the program starts to track and strange ways and I can't even follow the dialogue meanwhile we have a slow sieve for download that would be a slow sieve something used in mining for gold that separates the mud from the nuggets themselves.

I could pen for it but a solution works better.

Meanwhile, I got up early enough to actually get something, but the dynamics of doing something easy simply define me.