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Legacy 070 -Boys This Blows, B-V-

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Wednesday, September 9, 2026

Legacy 070 -Boys This Blows, B-V-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… On a scale from one to ten. One, forgetting there’s Birthday/E-Day cake in the freezer. Ten, I’m breathing.

Do you know what that’s like, Inspector? You draw breath, your heart beats, and you drain your balls over some woman that isn’t your girlfriend. Uh, that last one, EWW!

Honestly, though, I would never betray B III and 2-V’s potential future stepmom, Not M!

And we will get to her in a minute, don’t worry, Inspector. Signing off… “Haphazardly?”

For now, I’m sticking with the fun son duo- uh, trio of yours truly, Braxton, and Virgil. A duo would be Viggo and Iosef Tarasov from John Wick. And what was in their future, Inspector? With what Iosef did to John Wick’s dog, stealing his car, and beating his ass.

“And you will do nothing because you can do nothing!”

Yeah, Viggo had it right, and he saw it coming; John hadn’t. But knowing, Inspector.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

“Knowledge is stronger than belief.”
The Book of Clarence (2023)

The Book of Clarence? What about the book of Braxton? Or any of the books that I have written. The Unfinished Archive? Nothing mind-blowing or worth celebrating a life. Any

What about a death? Braxton fought for every single breath, Inspector. And he would’ve kept fighting for me. Our lives sucked, but we had each other. Blows me away. Existing

As the song goes, “I didn’t know I’d love you so much, but I do.” And didn’t I talk about King Ezekiel from The Walking Dead: “And yet I smile…” Inspector, I sigh; I sleep with the misfortune of waking up. Hell, I adopted a whole other son. Virgil, Inspector.

Seriously, the son of a bitch has kept me alive at least four more years.

2022-2026. But I won’t blame him for the fact that my life blows. I’ve got forty-two years to thank for that. And then there is the promise of a woman who wants to blow me.

Inspector, must I be so crass? I am honest. Forty-two years ago, I knew living would suck and/or blow, so they had to rip me from my mom. And I knew that Braxton dying would.

But while the real world is blowing up all around me Monday, MAGA, and whatever mistakes I will make today… I’m still breathing. M Anime well, “You Dropped A Bomb On Me,” I’d tell her. She’s a “Sex Bomb.” My “Atom Bomb Baby.” Then she blows up… “You hate me.” Love… Boys This Blows, B-V

2047 Days Without B III, Day 1488 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 069 -B Better, Me, Virgil-

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I can’t even talk about E-Day. Was it BETTER than most? Well, I didn’t spend all day ‘talking’. I have another reason to hate the day, though. But that’s my girl’s business. And what’s mine? Being a better boyfriend, father, etc. B Better, Me, Virgil

Tuesday, September 8, 2026

Legacy 069 -B Better, Me, Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? Better than yesterday? I try, you know. “Do… or do not. There is no try.”

See, it’s this right here. The fact that I will still quote Star Wars at forty-two. Forty-two, my love. My first, second day of being this old, this way. And on my sister’s birthday too.

Something I shouldn’t forget, or rather, someone. As I forgot about myself long ago, hmm.

“Long ago, long ago, long ago.” I can remember snippets of the song/poem of Antoninus from the movie Spartacus as much as the words of Master Yoda. And there’s Braxton.

There is always my Braxton. And Virgil too, of course. But I’ve been thinking about something I read yesterday. Well, rather Sunday, because E-Day… We will get to that, love.

It was “Happiness is the experience of mind when there is no presence of fear.”

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I better be happy. And you want to know the last time I was happy? You might hate me, my goddess. I think about those words: “God has not given us the spirit of fear…”

Jesus or Jeezu, better Braxton, because he was my little god. I call you “My Goddess.” I still remember arguing with you because you thought I was saying you weren’t “Human.” You do know how I feel about humanity. Humans are assholes, accidents, abbreviations for things like life, love, or so I feel lately. “I said maybe you’re gonna be the one who saves me? And after all. You’re my Wonderwall.” You, Braxton, 2-V, family.

You’re better. To the “Man in the Mirror.” “You’re a god. And I am not.”

And when you M and everyone, my furry little ones Braxton and Virgil, their two-legged siblings that I tell every day, “Good Luck, Have FUN, Don’t Die.” Be good, and if you can’t be good, don’t get caught.” Mi familia… Hell! I’m trying to learn Spanish for you and our growing family. The one single thing today at 5:13 AM that shows me being, um

Better. Better at finishing my damn thought. When was the last time I felt happiness?

Honestly, it was being asleep and knowing that Braxton was/is watching over me. NO FEAR! Not like yesterday. I’ve wasted forty-two years of existence with the knowledge but without the know-how to be a better man. How to Git Gud. Better. B Better, Me, Virgil

“You make me want to be a better man”
As Good as It Gets (1997)

2046 Days Without B III, Day 1487 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 068 -B Visualizing E-Day, Virgil-

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Today’s no good. B showed up early. He had such wishes. E-Day wishes. I bought him a thing of fries. I ate a baked potato. He got a few slices of steak. But not this year. Uh, B’s gone, and V’s disappointed. But what if? B Visualizing E-Day, Virgil

Monday, September 7, 2026

Legacy 068 -B Visualizing E-Day, Virgil-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? Can we pretend, Daddy, just for a little while? Another world:

It’s sometime after 7 AM, Emergence Day. Braxton wakes up. You named your first two-legged son after. Virgil finally has someone else he’s attached to. I know you and my stepmom are ‘busy’. Virgil does his best to wrangle the rest of our siblings in.

Three, as stepmom wanted. Braxton, Willow, and Mirabel. Or perhaps their Braxton, Luke, and Leia? Three daughters… Katniss, Tris (Beatrice, B for Braxton), and Ember.

Dad, the point is Virgil tries to slow them down, and by the time they reach you and stepmom… “Happy Birthday, Daddy!” Three times over. Stepmom still knows better, ha.

“Love Is A Long Road.” And yours has further to go, but Stepmom, the three, my little brother Virgil approaching six. To us that’s 40.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And you’re 42. No longer the Slave “41” (Cue Ben-Hur Galley Drums), More like The Bullitts’ “All About You.” Because today is all about you, my father, this life… Existence?

Far from it. Farmland, fields full of flowers, food growing all over thanks to stepmom.

Her greenery. And you, my father? Living a life somewhere between Ryan and his Beauties by Jack Pinkhunter and Bikini Days by Michael Dalton. Do you see my stepmom as such a woman… She’s a woman of the land. You remain a man of leisure. A man of passions. As you sing to my furry little brother, “My life is a movie, fur buddies and boobies.” And your work, the discipline, never changes. Not even now. But what has Dad

You don’t want to die today. Above everything else. You’re not yearning to “go up.”

Somehow, someway, you’re not looking to me. You’ll “Never Forget Me.” Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Akon, and Memphis Bleek, sure, but never me. That’s what makes this day easier to bear than the worst day ever. You’ll never accept me being gone, but you can at least, for a while longer, know that you are “Alive.” You’re still breathing, so you can blow those candles out. You can take a breath and be happy (okay, too much to ask), but me, Virgil, and our two-legged siblings are all happy for you being alive. V and my stepmom?

I don’t want to know what you visualize. But Happy Birthday!!! B Visualizing E-Day, Virgil

“When we stop trying to create happiness, happiness comes by itself. It is a common mistake to believe we have to work hard for happiness, or that happiness is conditioned by what we have, and who we are in society. Happiness is the experience of mind when there is no presence of fear. That’s all. It’s simple.”
― Michael Kewley

“Endure, and keep yourselves for days of happiness.”
The Aeneid

2045 Days Without B III, Day 1486 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 067 -To Arms, B, V-

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I wonder how my Ma felt forty-two years ago on September 6th, not realizing she was about to make the worst mistake ever the day after. I was a C-section; I wasn’t fighting to get out. So why have I fought to stay? Prepare for disaster. To Arms, B, V

Sunday, September 6, 2026

Legacy 067 -To Arms, B, V-

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And you are no Space Marine. You got soul, but you’re not a soldier. T-Minus 1 day.

Today. Today? And today… Or rather, “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.” You can’t even Shakespeare right. And you expect to fight? Long to die, honestly. With the exception of M Anime’s extraordinary yabbos and how she’d wrap them. Emergence Day

Your head has been full of battle plans. Nothing would make you ‘gladder’ than to stay in bed today and tomorrow with your boys both left and right. Well, getting familiar with M Anime’s yabbos. She recently showed off her backside. Hallelujah Heaven. Sir Mix-A-Lot:

“Baby Got Back”
Sir Mix-A-Lot

“Once more into the breach, my friends, once more. We’ll close the wall with our dead. In peace, nothing so becomes a man as modesty and humility, but when the blast of war blows in our ears, then imitate the action of the tiger, summon up the blood, disguise fair nature with rage and lend the eye a terrible aspect.”

The Postman had his say as well. But today and tomorrow are not about life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. The keywords are life and happiness. Tomorrow won’t be.

Honestly, you hate your life. And Happy? Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Sleepover Harem: Part 3 –
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Because you choose to… Keep living like this, lying like this, loving like this. No, you weren’t going to say Laugh. Now is not the time to laugh. You’re halfway tempted to get your church on by saying, “Put on the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. “The Devil Is a Lie.” So is the cake. However, bank accounts

Those tell the truth. For example, you won’t be having your usual breakfast on E-Day.

It’s why you were dreaming about bacon, probably. No bacon, sausage, hash brown and pancakes. B, I’m sure, is appalled. Unable to pay for an E-Day staple? How dare you!

Your traditions only hurt you. My bad. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

If anything, the battles you have been recalling, the badass heroes, their bravery…

Victories, or at least glorious ends, every single one. Because tomorrow is not a celebration of birth; it is not forty-two years of a beating heart, another breath, or even playing with your twig and berries. It is simply the belief, the knowing that being born was a mistake and that only the loss of B is worse. So Emergence, Existing, Evolving.

Tomorrow is not an existential crisis. It’s facing Extinction and coming out the other side.

It is the stand of “The Thirteenth Warrior,” who prays “only to live the next few minutes well.” It’s Space Marines roaring “For The Emperor.” But loving Braxton, Virgil, and M? To Arms, B, V

2044 Days Without B III, Day 1478 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
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Legacy 066 -Dashing Uber’s Hopes B-V-

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My boys know that if anyone comes knocking on the door, it’s not a good thing… Well, except for B’s Favorite Girl, or what’s that smell? Steak! V won’t have to worry about either this year because I’m broke. T-Minus 2-Days. “Dashing Uber’s Hopes B-V”

Saturday, September 5, 2026

Legacy 066 -Dashing Uber’s Hopes B-V-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… Is that an E-Day wish? You know what I would wish for Lunalesca. Braxton’s life. My…

Well, if the Grim Reaper got off his ass… I won’t be starving for the next few days, my lady. I did as I told Lady Sophia yesterday. I got a cake. It’s Emergence Day tradition.

Four cans of Bloom, a case of bottled water, and a box of chicken. Did I spoil myself, Lu?

A pack of AAA batteries and a strawberry milkshake. But I’m afraid I’m going to leave Uber Eats and DoorDash terribly disappointed this year. Me, Braxton, and Virgil’s Emergence Day meal usually comes out to $55.00. I got $20.00. And Braxton, help me if the food truck is closed or gone on Labor Day/Emergence Day. Never thought of that, ha.

I never thought of a lot of things… Braxton dying…

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Seeing forty-two. I don’t want to be forty-two, Lunalesca. Hell! I didn’t want to be one year, month, week, day, or even second. As much as I hate this month and don’t forget January, we don’t skip months here- 28 Days Later franchise. Maybe I’ll watch zombie movies for E-Day. Off topic, but Infected and Dead/Zombies are different, thank you. Seriously, that bugs the Hell out of me, but no more so than getting older. I am too old, Lu.

“Forget what we’re told. Before we get too old. Show me a garden that’s burstin’ into life.”
Chasing Cars (2006)

I might as well be out there “Chasing Cars,” limos, ambulances, a hearse. And if I chose to get busy living instead of dying, I could Uber, DoorDash, and Lyft. Whatever. M Anime tells me about all these creeps and weirdos. But none for me.

Nothing for me. Same thing my bank account tells me. But a full stomach’s awesome.

However, what about tomorrow? Worse, what about Monday? Tuesday is my sister’s birthday. Wednesday is one of my boss’s birthdays… Also payday… I’m above 2g…

That’s it? Especially when M Anime is getting closer every day. Braxton doesn’t want me joining him anytime soon. I’m ducking my Olds, but that will fail, Dear Lady Lunalesca.

“I dare you to tell me to walk through fire
Wear my soul and call me a liar
I dare you to tell me to walk through fire
I dare you to tell me, I dare you to”
Shinedown (2005)

It’s inevitable, and Virgil is running around here someplace, usually bawling his head off or acting on his brother’s behalf, saying, “I dare you to move. I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor.” At least he doesn’t need to worry about me. Does Uber or DoorDash deliver drinks? Dashing Uber’s Hopes B-V

2043 Days Without B III, Day 1484 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 065 -B Financially Responsible, Virgil-

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Friday, September 4, 2026

Legacy 065 -B Financially Responsible, Virgil-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Does this story include Virgil wearing pants? If it doesn’t, he’s clean. As for me… SIGH

I’m clean… Out of money! No gifts! No great food! No girls… Seriously, M Anime.

Honestly, I can’t bring back my Lost Boy; I can’t get back my ‘loot’; I’m still a loser with Virgil, but M Anime’s love. That has been found, recovered. And what else is there, Sophia

Books? I need every buck I can find. And that’s what I’ve been writing out, reading, and trying to make sense of. I’m already in the hole, but let’s say I have $80… Emergence Day

Over half of that is wiped out between cake, bottled water, and four cans of Bloom. What about actual food? Chicken, BBQ, or $20 worth of groceries. Barely enough for an E-Day dinner at the food truck. Surf and Turf?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I wish. B, I wish! Journey 065 A B Wish Virgil But let’s say this is a love story, hmm?

Let’s say I am a ‘real’ 42-year-old man on Emergence Day. And “A Man Provides.”

Meaning M Anime was here, and other than her yabbos, yo, I have money; yes, my son has returned; my Braxton, my son Virgil, embraces a yolo lifestyle; and yes, I too wish to live.

I’d still want to stay in the house, but I did meet Braxton’s Favorite Girl at the movies. We watched “Nerve.” We came back and ate leftover pizza. I’d be Dining at the Y with M Anime. Really? It’s my day, and I spent most of today talking about what I wanted to do SEXUALLY.

And what about The Unfinished Archive? I need to track down when I began that story, Sophia. The story that doesn’t pay me like “My Turn To B III.” How dare I, right, my lady?

I don’t use my boys to make me “Economically Viable.” But if Braxton can live in the Archive, I can at least appreciate being born into it. Because Emergence Day, if you haven’t figured it out, was not a good day for me, Earth, or Sera (Gears of War Franchise)

Everything was destroyed, and I’m sitting here just waiting for my hole in the ground.
Much like my bank account. T-Minus 3 days, my Lady. And after the day I’ve had and will have- Emergence Day. B Financially Responsible, Virgil

2042 Days Without B III, Day 1483 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
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Legacy 064 -Braxton, Virgil, No Ragers-

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Thursday, September 3, 2026

Legacy 064 -Braxton, Virgil, No Ragers-

2041 Days Without B III, Day 1482 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Mine? The 2nd was horrific. I hate today. The 6th Fucked. Emergence Day

T-Minus four days. What’s the plan? Let’s start with the simple facts, Braxton. Ok, money

Not enough for anything. As a matter of fact, do you remember that twenty dollars?

Effing Day Job! And no, I’m not ready to talk about why I hate Kermit so much. B III. Me?

Oh, you know I’m going to talk about how much I hate myself today. But the twenty I’ll have to put up as the Glow Box people rob me yet again. With enough left for a cup of popcorn chicken and a can of Bloom. Are Big Macs still $8.00? So what’s with my RAGE?

You and your brother are good people, and you ain’t even people. I wish I weren’t. I hate forty-two, B.

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

But that’s Monday’s problem, right? And I’ve already forgotten how bad this Friday is going to be. Again, I built up one word in my head: “Disgusting,” and Fucking panicked.

And today, that word, or these words, are the panic: “Birthday” and “Emergence Day,” B.

So please allow me… AHEM! I wish I were never born. I hate the fact that I wake up every single morning. I hate the fact that I killed the one who loved me the most. That is you, B.
.
And my Olds? I hate that I’m not the son they wish they had. A nearly 42-year-old bum, I know. And the ones I do love- Braxton, your little brother Virgil, M Anime- think I hate them so much, B.

Like porno, if I stay listing off everything that I hate about myself, you could pretty much call me Captain America. “I can do this all day.” Rage, rage against the dying of the light

What light B III? In your eyes? I handled that one. No cake this year. And with M, I try.

Virgil is whiter than white, but “The 3-3-3 rule” has never worked. Three days, three weeks, three months. He’s been here four years, and he’s still scared to death, Braxton.

Today, I’m scared of the Day Job, the lack of dollars, my wayward dick, etc. And also eww, right. The Rage Virus? There’s no party here but the ANXIETY. Horny as Hell, eww. Hateful. RAGEFUL. Older. Braxton, Virgil, No Ragers

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 063 -Braxton And Virgil Leap-

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The leap to 42 is in a few days. The leap to 16 was too much for Braxton. And Virgil is trying to make it to 6. But we’re not frogs. Be we angels? We are but men, just some with more hair and four legs. We keep hopping along. Braxton And Virgil Leap.

Wednesday, September 2, 2026

Legacy 063 -Braxton And Virgil Leap-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… I’m more like MAGA than I am like my boys. Unconditional love… Ringing any bells? Beats my playlist.

The Day Job? Again? Yes. And I don’t even want to talk about it now. Bigger fish to fry E

Or should I say frogs. Do you fry frog legs, bake, or whatever? All I know is I want a piece of Kermit’s ass right now. His legs will do. I thought I wasn’t going to talk about this? It’s T-minus 5 days. Emergence Day. Imagine if those poor bastards on Sera had the heads up. A world full of monsters beneath them. Only takes one to kill, doesn’t it?

Speaking of monsters and killing, MAGA. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that HATE is expensive, Inspector. It “Feels Good.” I ain’t gonna lie. But it’s more expensive than an ISP.

I can look up Jaundice.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

A medical condition that turns the skin and the whites of the eyes yellow because of high levels of bilirubin in the blood. Random, I know, Inspector. But I heard it in my dreams a couple of nights back. Why? Virgil’s tail? A bath is in order. Coldplay’s yellow. Yellow…

As in yellowbelly coward. No wonder I summoned up the blood today, my dear Echo.

But this wasn’t righteous. It was pure anger, rivaling the RAGE Virus. Remember B III?

The madness I hid from Braxton that led to my indifference and, days later, his death. I shouldn’t say that. No, no, Inspector! Back then I hated myself; today I hate the whole damn world because I wear my heart on my sleeve and then…

Blue? I should have been blue and thought about Braxton leaping out of this Hell. And Hell, Virgil will leap to be around me, or rather crawl like an escaping slave. It irks me too. But it doesn’t make me see red. And that’s what I saw today. Red. Genocidal.

Inspector, those are specific acts committed with the intent to destroy, in whole or in part, a national, ethnic, racial, or religious group. “I’m not crazy or anything.” Superman? Nope.

Misanthrope? That I am. And it’s not easy “Bein’ Green.” Sick to myself, Inspector Echo. Wanting to leap my black ass off the ledge rather into the drink. Swimming’s terrifying.

But Langston Hughes is far more eloquent than I. Kermit? E-Day? Braxton And Virgil Leap

“The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.”
From Langston Hughes

2040 Days Without B III, Day 1481 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
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Legacy 062 -Fur B-V And Strippers-

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I hate this damn month. Next to January… 10 years ago I had more capital, confidence, and can-do attitude. Today, over $200 in cash, gone. I guess I can look at naughty things on the computer. And my girl promised her caboose. Fur B-V And Strippers

Tuesday, September 1, 2026

Legacy 062 -Fur B-V And Strippers-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? My very real, very HUMAN wife. What is this, Independence Day? I’m worried about E-Day.

And my boys. My boys! I miss the days I could send Braxton to his room. He don’t look for trouble, but trouble looks for him. And now he’s on the Rainbow Bridge, Heaven, or wherever. The point is he’s not in timeout. Honestly, Little Virgil’s the neediest s.o.b sometimes.

And I can’t lock him up for nothing. Not even you and the Neon Jungle’s “Trouble” not a good stripper song for you? It’s not like I have any cash either. It’s the “1st Of Tha Month,” and where’s my money? Is $200 enough for a lap dance? Writing? Blogging?

“Blogging is not writing; it’s graffiti with punctuation.”
Contagion (2011)

Dude in Contagion had it right. And here I am about to be forty-two in six days. Last time I can call myself Forty-One, Ben-Hur.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

A slave, not a doctor, not a director or pornographic passions, a decider of language.

Father, can’t you just say “writer”? Braxton and Virgil would like to know. I’m sure our two-leggeds would say the same. I can’t say I was stripped of such a title I never earned, ok.

Fucker that I am. As in the guy that fucks around too much. The guy fucking you. Do I have that to look forward to if nothing else on E-Day? Presents, gifts, desires, and finally

Finding myself at forty-two. I know where I want to be. “Always with Me, Always with you.” But where will be. Adam and Eve without Eden. Naked as “God,” though I am a fan of a woman who shaves, love.

And with The Magic Glasses/MIMA. That’s another thing I’ve been thinking about this afternoon, my love. If not worrying about Journey 062 B III Of E-Day, Meditation 062 Endings B Through V or Tale 062 B A Storybook Virgil, of course it’s been Legacy 061 -Virgil Will B Eating-. I swear, the things technology can do. Other than liking myself

Would that be the worst thing? I’m a bad man, my dearest. However, loving? Fucking?

The “Shape Of You” keeps me out of trouble lawfully. But living? Braxton and Virgil.

Hell! What about our family of HUMANS? Sometimes I feel like we’re trapped in a “Vivarium,” And things like fatherhood, which I want and love, are amazing. My E-Day wasn’t planned. Fur B-V And Strippers

2039 Days Without B III, Day 1480 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
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Legacy 061 -Virgil Will B Eating-

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“Happiness is the experience of mind when there is no presence of fear.” My mind feasted on that today. And my belly? Well, at least seven days from now. E-Day? V was looking forward to a few bites of Medium Rare Steak. Still, “Virgil Will B Eating.”

Monday, August 31, 2026

Legacy 061 -Virgil Will B Eating-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? Well, you haven’t killed anybody, the Magic Glasses/MIMA, and you’re sober.

First off, I guess the whole “killing anybody” angle wasn’t very funny, ha. Meaning me…

Second, the worst you’ve done with The Magic Glasses/MIMA is create outfits for the Order of Bible Black, or um the Order of the Black Bible, with two Asian women. A mom and daughter duo. Is this one of those things you’d send me out of the room, Dad? SIGH

And as far as being sober… Now that’s something you would tell me about and not the bottom of the bottle—memories of you and my bro. You drunk off your ass on E-Day, Dad.

LANGUAGE! Yes, I know. But last year you had enough money to get drunk and dance with Virgil to “King of Wishful Thinking.” M Anime…

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Ms. M Anime to V and I, I suppose. Our potential future stepmom. Did you get her a present for her birthday last year? And on yours, you were only trying to survive, I know.

Today it was two bags of chips from the Day Job, two mini sausage biscuits, two popsicles… maybe. A bag of popcorn, a cappuccino, and a Raspberry Lemonade Bloom shot. And if you’re really lucky, maybe you won’t burn down the house using the oven.

“Someday you go through the rain
Someday you feed on a tree frog
This ordeal, the trial to survive
For the day we see new life”
Snake Eater, Cynthia Harrell

Yeah, you might be better off trying to be a “Snake Eater” rather than a pizza in the oven, my father. Thou Art Courageous, and I recall barking that while hiding. You did try, Dad.

Bacon. The simple things, my father. Remember meeting my Favorite.

Was it E-Day that she sent the pizza and then you left me and went to the movies with my Favorite Girl, and you came back with her? Yes, “I was intemperate in my youth.”

That’s a nice way of saying I hated her guts once upon a time. But never in my whole life, all fifteen years of it, did I hate you. And now we sit here, “Imagine,” me on your left, Virgil on your right, a late Monday afternoon and the biggest thing on your mind. Yabbos

M Anime’s to be precise, and I don’t need to know that, Dad. Anyway, there is your belly and what you and Virgil will eat 7 days from now. E-Day vittles. Virgil Will B Eating

“Sometimes we think that, because we don’t say the right things or love the right people or even think the wrong thoughts, that we don’t deserve a seat at the table”
Pledged To Him 12

To what crime do you not drive the hearts of men, accursed hunger for gold?
― Virgil, The Aeneid ―

2038 Days Without B III, Day 1479 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son