Log 314 ~It’s A Wash Will~

Last week I started off talking about $300. My Granddad gave me $100 when I thought once upon a time, I would be a songwriter. He’s in the hospital now with the Coronavirus, and I’m back to being, well me. “It’s A Wash Will.”

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Log 314 ~It’s A Wash Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but at least you have a job. The work you want to do though SIGH I don’t know what to tell you. Of course, I’m better at asking questions… are you going to work on GULP at all, for example? I’m one for the status quo, but every single week you’re asked to be the better man. If you look at right now, slept late, imposing time limits to get things done. Food is the overall goal, which makes you no better than a Walker. Better not to be a jogger or even a black man here.

Now I don’t mean to get super political with you. Today is about the idea that you can’t be less than or again the status quo. You could blame the world you know or at least America. Two black men are killed, and it could be you. Your grandfather has the Coronavirus (COVID-19). I want to get mad at you for not caring, but do I care? In two days when you read this, I doubt much will have changed. That’s the whole point that nothing is changing for the better, and you’ll always ask the question, could it be worse. Back to the Day Job and how it was Thursday. Other than the boss not touching me, it’s the same. I am sick of the same as every day. I’m one greedy S.O.B. “pardon my French” I always want more. So that’s why I’m sitting here one more day. Yeah with Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 002 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Completed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings Or Security Threats Ever
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing The Zombie Survival Guide
    Failed

I did #3, and I’m changing #5. Not a day goes by without some robocall. I still jump at the phone every time Norton or H&R Block sends a message that there is nothing wrong. The blog has been down twice, not because of a “problem” but “maintenance?” I want to tell you to stop worrying, go all Dale Carnegie if that would help. Only your entire life is what you say at work daily “Another Day,” one more you have to survive. A Minimum Wage, you live a Minimum Life, bordering on the minuscule. Meanwhile, it’s your stories. The BROTHEL owners, the BOOK writers, the would-be BOYFRIEND that live. Like you though hell, nobody’s interested or worse; they’re all Indiana Gone, Whisper Girl, Cherry. Only here’s Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 002 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day For This Week
  6. I AM Finishing The Zombie Survival Guide

All men are created equal… right, It’s A Wash Will.

I Will Have No Fear

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