Daily Archives: July 1, 2019

all powerful

“We’re definitely on the right trail, er, Jiggy.”

“Jackie!”

“Jackie, right right. But I don’t like the way he’s eyeing you.”

“He? How do you know he’s a he?”

“Because, er, he’s eyeing you.” He points over to his assistant. “*You*.” He points to himself. “Not me.”

She stares at it; it stares at her. “Could be a gay eye, you don’t know. *Jimmy*.”

“Johnny,” he corrected. “Um, Tony I meant.”

“You don’t know,” proclaims Jackie.

“I don’t know,” he admitted back. “Jerry,” he tries again. “‘J’ I’m pretty sure.”

“I think it’s Jimmy,” Jackie reinforced. “Like in Little. Jimmy Little. Jimmy Powell Little.”

“Just stop it.”

“Or he  — or she — just doesn’t find you attractive.” She looked over at him. “Nah, that’s not it. You’re handsome as f-ing hell. *Jimmy*”

“You’re one to talk,” he decides to say in the void. Did he mean it? Sometimes. On the darkest of azure nights while hanging out in the donut hole.

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the land of gno smiles

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Jim A. pushed for the Gno Kingdom to take the second strike. The others protested that there was no sinkhole about, so no past-to-future matching existed. The Gno Kingdom had never taken a direct or indirect hit and never would. So says the rules of Special Sinkology. Then I’ll lure him to Pipersville myself, schemed revenge motivated Jim A. Brown, his heart ripped from his body and projected onto a demon. Maybe that soul stealer Ben Bolt as well. Oh they’ll write a song about them, he dreams. But it won’t have a happy ending.

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where it all goes BLUEY

“I’m *not* going back to Jael.”

“I never said you had to go back to jail, sugar lips,” the more cartoonish Archer uttered. “We’ll stay right here don’t you worry. Wait for the end.”

“The end?”

“That’s right, Ms. Lady Lumps. Where it all gets down and dirty. Dirty bomb dirty.”

“Pete. I mean, Wanda.”

“*You’re* Wanda.”

“Oh right.” She points to herself. “*I’m* Wanda.”

“Yeaahh.”

“Pete, then.”

“Yes, dearest?”

“I –.” She suddenly looks around. “W-where’s Little Oakley…”

“Annie?” Pete offered. “Target practice probably. Since, well, there’s a big target painted on this whole place.”

“Battle of Britain — I know that.” She titters. “Okay, since it’s all going to end here…” She rushes over and takes Pete’s hand and they Skip to My Lou to the blue rug to do the dirty. Explosion before the explosion. Make love not war I suppose is the message of it all. Good work.

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yellow green blue DEAD

“If only there were smiles in my Kingdom, Bishop.”

“You just sit there and look pretty. Don’t think about the Lemon and Lime.”

“I *wasn’t* thinking about…”

“Nor the Room.”

“I…”

“Nor this place we’re in. Where it all ends.”

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