What’s that beeping? How many times did I boop B’s nose? How many more times will I boop V’s? I could have used a bleep when it came to Cody ChesnuTT. Eff that guy. If I were banging B and V’s stepmom, I’d feel better. Virgil’s Beeps, Braxton’s Boops
Thursday, May 28, 2026
Journey 331 ~Virgil’s Beeps, Braxton’s Boops~
1943 Days Without B III, Day 1384 of Virgil’s Arrival
Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Mine? “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly”. Although, how do I see anything? SIGH
Crying? Not at first, B. So I was late getting up this morning, hmm. It’s hard to obey an alarm clock to get up at 4 AM when you’re going to sleep at 2 AM. Awake before M, B III
Talk about the good—your potential future stepmom in a sundress or not. I know you appreciate your favorite girl’s yabbos. And we still want to see Cherry’s. She’s 29. Seriously, I was about to say age is just a number, and then I remembered last night.
Yesterday, Emmanuelle Nadeau aka, “Sister Melissa,” and Jessica Garza, aka “Sister Penny.” WARNING! I’m being bad, with the Magic Glasses, and the “Glow Box”. But if I want to be ugly, I need only look into a mirror.
“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000
But as the song goes, today is “All About You.” And while I’m busy ripping off pop culture, I actually need to see “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly,” and I miss “The Book of Clarence,” where I first heard Jeymes Samuel’s “All About You.” All the noise, Braxton.
I swear it’s driving me insane. Short of your potential stepmom’s temptations, your brother’s tantrums, and I’ll even admit the final typing of a conversation with you or the girls, and even your own thoughts. It’s like I need the noise and then effing silence.
Honestly, though, if I had one wish right now… Of course, it would always be to have you back. But I want to forget about the Day Job Tuesday. Eff Cody ChesnuTT! Eff “Look Good In Leather”. And if I want you to watch your language when barking… Well sorry.
I’m only looking for a noise to drown everything else out right now. Something, anything!
Is it any wonder that the three latest additions to my fictional harem have been technical types B III? Judy Alvarez, 2B, and Nicoletta Goldstein. Books you can’t read, Braxton.
Better yet, a book I wouldn’t read to you—the buzzing, the breaths taken, and the bang. I don’t need to go looking in that special drawer… You know the one under your memorial, which was meant to protect us… It’s like a nuclear button. Not so serious. Only bad.
Daddy doesn’t need that much noise. Virgil’s Beeps, Braxton’s Boops
It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)
Always and Forever,
Your Dad
