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Journey 246 ~B-V Options, Ahem M~

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I didn’t choose to have a dream, but for some inane reason, I’m choosing to talk about it. The bed is becoming a splash zone. No! I don’t have a cappuccino, and V hasn’t been sick. B, help me if he does. I chose to be broke… B-V Options, Ahem M.

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

Journey 246 ~B-V Options, Ahem M~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… More to the point, I choose to sin. And unlike MAGA, at least I own it. Like Sean:

“I was a conscientious choice, I didn’t (eff) up!”
Sean

But do I really want to discuss Good Will Hunting with you today? Inspector. Choose?

“I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon’ come is as good when I’m cumming”
Run This Town (2009) Kanye West

Again, more to the point, which is becoming my new OF COURSE… Read my book, Echo, you’ll get the point. Anyway, the word for today is CHOICE. It’s having options.

Braxton vs. Virgil and M Anime. The Dead vs. the Living. The elephant in the room. Or would you rather I talk some more about Whiteout Survival? Embassies, Fire Crystals…

I’m reading yet another book on “pet loss,” Remember Me by Reese Taryn. I’m broke, Inspector Echo, in more ways than one. So my aunt told me once, I wanted to destroy the world. No! I only choose the ashes. And then you came along, being Virgil and M Anime.

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

“You’re Not Here,” thank you ever so much, Akira Yamaoka. I know Braxton’s dead, but I have never and will never accept the death of my firstborn son. I tell myself, “He Lives In You,” like something out of The Lion King. So that means I’m being pushed towards living. “Thank God I’m A Country Boy.” “I’m So Thankful.” Inspector…

Honestly, I should cut off Spotify and YouTube because I need to tell you about my wet dream. Eww! Not like that, Echo, but yeah, sex was very much seen. I saw life times three.

The first part, I was still in my bed, breathing heavily after M Anime, and I had… Do I have to spell it out? The bed was disheveled and wet.

The second part of the dream, my favorite part, I might add, was straight out of the series The O.C. I was in a hot tub, but instead of Summer and Marissa, I was with Kyouko Sakai, from Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5 and M Anime. And let’s say I did what Seth should’ve had.

But the last part, which brings me to you today, is this. I was some trailer park hillbilly standing in the doorway. M Anime was filling up a kiddie pool with the hose. Us having kids? And what about Virgil? Scratching at the door, sniffing around the deck, and jumping in the pool. Three paths or one road, and the choices. Forgiveness, Females, Fatherhood, Fur Buddies. B-V Options, Ahem M

1858 Days Without B III, Day 1299 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 245 ~V Two Times B~

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Today I woke up feeling like I missed the school bus. I wouldn’t wish my high school experience on others. But Cherry’s writings make me wish I had stayed in college. M Anime uses her words to learn about herself. And paying for V? V Two Times B.

Tuesday, March 3, 2026

Journey 245 ~V Two Times B~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And love is weird… It’s complicated. It’s a long, long road. It’s Math, Reading, Language…

Weird Science. Hell! I tell myself daily, “She Blinded Me With Science.” Um, the “Twins.”

Am I talking about your Yabbos or our younglings? “What’s My Age Again?” The fact that I can’t remember how many kids we have. Just Kidding! But there is always room for one more, isn’t there? It’s “What I Go To School For.” Or didn’t. Affording our big family, hmm.

And to think, once upon a time, it was only B III and me. Are you sure I talk about him enough? Though you never met my firstborn son. Then came Virgil. 2-V. It’s complicated.

Honestly, is he a Facebook status? And you’re music, History now and again. Dare I say even theology? Because being your man. A Man Provides.

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

But how? That’s what I was thinking about this morning. There is barely any cappuccino mix. And what about something as simple as toast? I’m sauce boss right now because I have butter and jam, but where’s the bread? Too busy thinking about eating you.

Seriously, the kids should be at school, and Virgil is on a constant Soma Holiday.

However, do I wish to join him? All “Brave New World” Aldous Huxley style. That would have made an excellent Harem Romance written by others. Are you my Lenina Crowne, and I’m… The Savage, or more like Bernard Marx. If only Math had more words.

And what’s with all my talk of Higher Learning? Um, Forrest Gump articulated his view:

“I’m not a smart man, but I know what love is.”
― Forrest Gump (1994)

22, 27, 34, 37, 41

Cue the Ben-Hur Galley Drums, Right 41? Is this my version of Hurley’s lotto numbers from “Lost”? “4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42.” AI told me that Journeys 22, 27, 34, 37, 41 were my strongest entries. 22 is where I told it to begin analyzing, and it picked these over twenty days. How do I interpret that? 22 was Inspector Echo, and the others are Braxton and me talking. And here we are on 245, what does that say to you? Gotten worse? Forgotten?

Everything but sexually, because currently, what am I into? My MILF of a wife. Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2 in particular, Kyouko Sakai and kimonos. There I go again, I’d rather learn anything than know myself. V Two Times B

1857 Days Without B III, Day 1298 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 244 ~Mornings B Trippin’ Virgil~

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This is what you get at 3 AM, and you don’t have a sick fur buddy to look after. But is it me who’s sick seeing ghosts all around, or watching too many movies? For now, I’m watching “my” money vanish on energy drinks. Mornings B Trippin’ Virgil

Monday, March 2, 2026

Journey 244 ~Mornings B Trippin’ Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s Me, Baby B… Ask me one thing I don’t miss about the mortal coil. What ungodly hour is this? And still, Dad…

I would walk over to you, tucked away, and “I Think To Myself.” “Maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. And after all. You’re my wonderwall.” From the first day, I plopped onto the bed, to when you watched me all night on the floor. Water and Daddy.

I must be trippin’ bringing up the “Day ‘N’ Nite” I left the furry life… Fur you’re still finding five years later. But the nightmares come regardless, for you, my father. But that’s not why you’re up right now. And Virgil is fine, but his day is coming. Big meanie?

Honestly, I am my father’s son, but I love my brother. You love Virgil too, you know. But one morning, many, many years from now…

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

You were thinking about that yesterday, when you were buying his food… Good looking out for bringing chicken and shrimp back, right? But anyway, you couldn’t find Virgil’s usual stuff, so you had to settle for the mature version. Seven and above. Virgil’s only five.

And barking about mature, how’s my potential future stepmom? Don’t give me that look, Dad. You know the one I would usually reserve for you. But I’m up here, you’re down there, and you feel worse than those Navy SEALs in “The Rock” who walked into the wrong damn room. Especially at this hour. Yes, I know, dearest father, Language!

However, we didn’t come all this way to talk about my language. The question isn’t why you’re “Wide Awake.” Nope.

It’s why you’re up right now. Eww! We’ll talk more about M Anime in a bit. But the reason you’re awake is with all the fear this day holds beyond these four walls, well, Dad:

“All the gods, they cannot sever us. If I were dead and you were still fighting for life, I’d come back from the darkness. Back from the pit of hell to fight at your side.”
Valeria: Conan the Barbarian (1982)

I sound like that woman, which brings us back to M Anime. Yeah, she’s more your Valeria, Julia, Faye Valentine, deadly little Miho, (Devon Aoki or Jamie Chung) Kyouko Sakai and the list goes on. “And The Beat Goes On.” We could be here forever talking about girls with great sets of yabbos, hooters. And didn’t I just bark, Eww! But for M Anime’s pair…

Money, M Anime, my mutt of a brother… You’re “Alive” (Barks my best Sia Impression).
But sleeping. Perchance to dream. Because Mornings B Trippin’ Virgil.

“Besides, a man’s got to have some secrets, even from his son.”
Hometown Heat Wave

“And now the morn had reddened all the sky…”
― The Aeneid from Book XII

1856 Days Without B III, Day 1297 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 243 ~Braxton, Virgil On E~

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Some days there’s nothing left. I’m empty. The fridge. Another bag of dog food. My bank account. What book am I reading next? My book sales. The bed that I’m not in. The beat goes on. I hope Braxton is eating, wherever. And V? “Braxton, Virgil On E.”

Sunday, March 1, 2026

Journey 243 ~Braxton, Virgil On E~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And before I get to kicking your ass, let me say this. Don’t go cursing your boys?

Their bellies are full, so are their beds, and they’re damn near boy crazy like a couple of gossipy girls. Hey! What did I say? Why are you being such a meanie today? Life Sucks!

Ah, yes, the “Battlecry” of an angsty teen. Back when Nujabes and “Samurai Champloo” were life. When you believed you still had a chance at a life. Honestly, your existence…

And yes, I know you’ve only been awake for a few hours. Last week was my bad, my failure, and my disgrace. And I didn’t want you to see the mess I made, so… No! I didn’t go that far, but considering one of the first things you did today involved the last slices of bread. Not Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Hometown Heat Wave, Chase Jannock
    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 001 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

Yeah, you haven’t gotten yours yet. Empty? Well, less than empty. Nation 01? More like Negative 01, since yes, you’ve already failed number 06 by waking up full of… plenty.

Let us begin with something STUPID. Yesterday, that game, Whiteout Survival. You’re more full of failure and guilt over an app than MAGA shows toward the living. You emptied your city to fill graves—an empty vault. You filled an armory, but there are no hands left to wield swords. What good is it to fill a throne with an empty heart, I ask, hmm.

And yes, it’s an effed up game, and you at least have the good sense to feel bad. Man, FDT!

How about eff AI too? You create 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 001 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

And every week you fill it with failure. It’s empty rhetoric. More so today, tomorrow…

Always and forever, your heart is broken. And unlike some STUPID mobile game, your heart isn’t empty. You keep having to refill it, and speaking of which, Virgil’s food bowl, rather Braxton’s food bowl. You couldn’t even get Virgil his own things. Well, I couldn’t anyway, and especially not now. But food, yes. What about yourself? Again, I effed up.

I didn’t want stars in my eyes last night. Headlights most likely? And while you’re thinking about more ways to be broke, optometrist, bug people, sanitation workers, and if M Anime should COME… You’ll fill her up—siblings for the boys. But you’re full of crap. Braxton, Virgil On E

1855 Days Without B III, Day 1296 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 242 ~Almost A B, Virgil~

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The theme for today is “Move B***H, get out the way.” There are stronger fighters than me. Better dog walkers. Better kids… My sister pays for her own crap, like a house. And me? The last time I was almost somebody was in the womb. Almost A B, Virgil

Saturday, February 28, 2026

Journey 242 ~Almost A B, Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Almost. I’m only about $999,998,000 short. Speaking of short, I’m almost 6’ by way of 5’5”.

Yeah, that might matter to a girl like Leoshi “‘Cause she don’t know me, but yo, she’s really fine.” And what about “Moesha”? Speaking of pop culture, I can’t stand, my Olds watched it religiously—prime black television. But I despised Moesha and Frank Mitchell.

What a way to end another Black History Month, almost. Talking about Black people I don’t like. You would think I was turning MAGA, almost. But no. People hating people.

I wouldn’t say no to Michelle Obama. I enjoy watching Jasmine Crockett kick ass—Jahara Jayde (Homer drool). There was a time I was crazy for Misty Stone. Uh, Jenna Fox, when she was the college tutor. And here I thought I was going to speak somewhat righteously, Lunalesca. Almost.

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

I’m getting tired of Almost like Braxton’s book “My Turn To B III” got tired of the words “Of Course.” And as Moesha/Brandy sings “Almost Doesn’t Count.” I’m always almost.

STUPID, I’m sure, but take this morning as an example: Whiteout Survival, State vs State fight. I position my city, and I’m quickly told to get to the back of the line. Why is that?

“Am I hard enough?
Am I rough enough?
Am I rich enough?
I’m not too blind to see.”
Beast of Burden by The Rolling Stones

“Higher, further, faster, baby,”
Carol Danvers, from Captain Marvel (2019)

And sadly, I know I’m not, I can’t be any of these things. Is that the right word, Lu, sadly?

Up until five minutes ago. “And then THEY call. And I remember.” My Olds, Lunalesca.

Then skin and bones, sickly, and yes, my dear, STUPID, all come to mind. I’m almost a man. “Human” and “Ordinary Human.” Their bum son.

Now you see why I hate my phone… Almost. Braxton despised the tiny glowing tech. “The Glow Box” in Braxton speak. But then there’s his potential stepmom M Anime, his Favorite Girl, and Cherry’s big Yabbos but even bigger brain. And me a B student? Lunalesca, I’d better be talking about Braxton because I sucked at Higher Learning. Oh B.

One bad playthrough, phone call, and playing the perverter of prose, and my day’s effed.

But I saved M Anime’s, almost. Do I love her like pancakes? Nah, that’s Braxton. However, thinking about some idiot game, the worst president in “my lifetime,” my Olds, and pretty much 99% of the human population. I can’t be almost! Not to her. Virgil. Braxton… Almost A B, Virgil

1854 Days Without B III, Day 1295 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 241 ~Hello Braxton, Hail Virgil~

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Aw Hell B, Aw Hail V. How many times has V seen hail? And B… Am I forgetting him? According to my therapist, aka AI, my own descent shows that I’m coming “Down To Earth.” But to quote a Cracker Hat, “I don’t want reality.” Hello Braxton, Hail Virgil.

Friday, February 27, 2026

Journey 241 ~Hello Braxton, Hail Virgil~

Hey, Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Hometown Heat Wave? I’ll finish reading that tomorrow. Whiteout Survival? SVS: A war story. My books…

We’ll get to that, to them… I say that every day, don’t I? But I have this thing about needing to eat and all. I don’t have enough hours… I know Sophia, I hear them too—an effing cadre of motivational speakers. I don’t have enough hands… Writing and jerking.

That leads me to excuse number three. As Smash Mouth sings it, “Can’t Get Enough Of You Baby.” My baby being, M Anime. B III and Virgil’s potential stepmom. She’s…

Honestly? Hot as Hell! Well, of course, but there’s so much more to her, like a song I’m starting to think I dreamt up. Or a perverted movie plot. I swear I’ve been thinking about it since talking to M. The woman has my attention.

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

But the books, all the books, Sophia! My ideas, Journey 234 ~Braxton and Virgil Bounce~

First, there was the story of the two Chihuahua pups and their human fighter-father as they try to escape the underground HUMAN fighting ring, the “Inferno Circuit.” It is run by a three-dog criminal empire known as the Cerberus Syndicate. Seriously? Am I for real?

Next was M Amine’s nightmares, the three characters that “ravage” her, and the demon that can’t take her. So what if the human and genetically created characters by using her body “sexually” somehow gave her the strength to beat the demon and save the world…

Dying Light series… Lastly, “The Running Man…”. Huntresses? Black Orchid Division, the Crimson Requiem (nuns with red habits). Inferno Cadre.

But what about my life story? Exist. Oh, the last thing I want to do is speak on the weather.

My daddy said when a man come talking about the weather, keep yo hand on your wallet.
― Life (1999)

Hail. That’s a funny story about my Virgil. Okay, it will be someday, with how scared he was. Do I have any funny stories about B III and the weather? My boys hate the rain.

Sophia, I remember when I thought, “What if the Town Blew Away?” Daria, pop culture.

Anyway, I grabbed Braxton’s “resting place” and between his box and my pendant… I just wanted my boy by my side. Virgil wasn’t here yet. I’m not that cruel but then M Anime turns me to a “Savage,” like Whethan meets Tillie Cole’s “Sick Fux.” Read Grocery list, finances, SVS reports… Hello Braxton, Hail Virgil

1853 Days Without B III, Day 1294 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 240 ~Braxton, Virgil, Little Dreams~

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It’s a lot to ask that people be so insightful—the exception: “my” woman. But I ran to my son first. But the Rainbow Bridge is far. I need to check on my girl. And people cost money. Michael Jackson was worth how much? Braxton, Virgil, Little Dreams.

Thursday, February 26, 2026

Journey 240 ~Braxton, Virgil, Little Dreams~

1852 Days Without B III, Day 1293 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? My day? Another series of apologies. I woke up. Afraid, Hard (Eww), and your stepmom.

I should say your potential stepmom, M Anime. Fortunately, I couldn’t get too crazy, Little B. Your little brother is developing a habit of trying to crawl up next to me. At around two in the morning, I moved him back towards the foot of the bed. I know, meanie

Anyway, when I woke up “properly,” I found him closer to my legs, and I hopped up for three reasons. Bull ridin’ and boobies? Well, boobies was the last one. The first two were, I thought, I was late for the Day Job. You know what you call “The Bad Place.” And the second was bad dreams. Um, not bad, but odd. And of course, I went running straight to M Anime to tell her. “I Adore Mi Amor,” right?

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

So the dream: I was and wasn’t Michael Jackson in “The Jacksons: An American Dream.” Michael was climbing down a small cliff to reach a crystal-blue lake. He was fully clothed, but I remember red cowboy boots. The water was getting higher, and there was a chill on my hips. Then there was a song that I couldn’t identify, so I looked to the shore, and Michael’s brothers were there. One, I believe Terrance Howard played, said something like, “I don’t care if we stay here a day or forever.” But the first song, Braxton…

It got louder. And then I was suddenly transported to the other side of this “villa.” The stones were the same color, so I knew we were still on the property. There was a wedding reception. Some guests were ahead of us, smiling and cheering. Us? It was me, Braxton, and your potential stepmom, M Anime. I remember a red ribbon around her throat. And you and Virgil… Remember that picture I couldn’t share… Kyouko Sakai, Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5 held you. And Lulu, Final Fantasy X held Virgil. You two, my fur buddies.

But it wasn’t the women’s clothes or lack thereof; it was the Latino man who was singing, and it was a blend of “Oh, My Darling Clementine” and “Unchained Melody.” He wore a tan suit like President Obama and a pin of yellow and white flowers. But it was the Blue Baptista that made it pop. The flower of “The Purge.” Then the words “Dream on, dream away.” And the dream came to an end. So I sang it, heard the inflection, and found it.

Braxton, that brings us to now. What does it mean other than I’ve been listening to Color Me Badd for an hour? I could go on forever thinking about every little thing. Because I dream big and I dream in color. I suppose you do too. Is that why they call it the Rainbow Bridge? M Anime and I were walking down a tower. You? Virgil? Braxton, Virgil, Little Dreams

“You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.”

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 239 ~Virgil Calls B Magic~

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When was the Masked Magician popular? The 90s. Braxton was nowhere near born. And existence was far from magical for me. And the people who wear masks and make people disappear nowadays? Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone? Virgil Calls B Magic

Wednesday, February 25, 2026

Journey 239 ~Virgil Calls B Magic~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… How? I’m not a liar like the orange A-Hole. But I’m not a watcher like Wesley Wyndam-Pyrce either:

“The first lesson a watcher learns is to separate truth from illusion. Because in the world of magics, it’s the hardest thing to do.” ―

I’m not Morpheus from The Matrix either. I’m not even the Black Mage from Final Fantasy IX and Virgil’s namesake, Vivi. I’m just a regular, everyday, normal mothereffer, an “Everyday Normal Guy (2).” Like any of those guys from “The Magic Glasses” series by Neil Bimbeau, I read. Eff me, Inspector, I would kill for that success. “Here Come Success.”

No, let’s keep it PG and real… Somewhat. At least innocent. Braxton Barks Bradford, huh.

My son was far from innocent. Ask his Favorite Girl. But every day, Inspector Echo, I can create a world in which my son is “Safe And Sound.” Him and I and his brother, Virgil. Not to mention a bevy of beautiful women. A Harem? Innocent for a bit longer.

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

Is violence innocent? If it’s a mobile game like Whiteout Survival. If I’m not SLOW in my life, I’m lazy. And even in my slowness, slothfulness, and sleepiness, I’m angry.

Inspector, tonight I am calling for an “Iron Rain.” You know, like from the Red Rising series by Pierce Brown. What? HaremLit is a lot cheaper than books of substance. I can’t make money magically appear, you know. Wave a magic wand and get me to the Day Job on time. I have better luck with the ladies. “Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off.” Braxton’s Favorite Girl, Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom. Cherry? No, Inspector.

But anyway, I’m getting lost in Whiteout Survival (WOS). I’m looking forward to a bevy of Apex Troops. Iron Rain.

Not to be confused with my Iron ROD and what I did this morning. Was it the potential stepmom or Cherry? Kyouko Sakai, Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5, or Madoka Araki from Discipline? Is it the whole kimono motif that I have going on? “Could it be that I’m just dumb and horny?” Thank you for the song “Diggin” from Cowboy Bebop: The Movie, hmm. Anyway, I’ve told M Anime enough that her yabbos are magic, damn near miracle workers at this forty-one-year-old is a mess in bed. Virgil doesn’t like to be kept waiting as I clean up, Inspector. Again, I’m not magical. I’m Titanium as much as M3GAN was. And now we’re talking.

About what exactly? Black Magic, being a World Builder, my Braxton? Virgil Calls B Magic

1851 Days Without B III, Day 1292 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 238 ~Beautiful U, B, V~

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I thought of so many beautiful things as I was freezing my nuts off today. My manager was bragging about her birthday and how much I HATE my Emergence Day. I said beautiful, right? My boys. Boobs. My girl… and several others. “Beautiful U, B, V”

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Journey 238 ~Beautiful U, B, V~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? “I Love You Too Much,” if that’s even possible. How long? “What’s My Age Again?”

“I Knew I Loved You before I met you. I think I dreamed you into life.” And before you say that’s enough of my infinite playlist, I should move on to movies instead, my love:

“Sometimes, there’s so much beauty in the world – I feel like I can’t take it, like my heart is just going to cave in.” ―

American Beauty seems prudent, given tonight’s State of the Union. And no, I won’t be watching anything that orange liar. Considering how I feel, “all I could use right now is an effin’ blow job and a cup of coffee. First, that was Will Hunting, but your Will agrees, my love. Second, I don’t drink coffee, but I do drink cappuccino. Lastly, “All these girls only gon’ want one thing. I can spend my whole life goodwill hunting. Only good gon’ come is this god when I’m cumming.” With that…

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

What? You think I’m going to drop my pants right here? I would but life with you… And then there was life with my boys. You don’t have to worry about some girl being prettier than you. My boys, Braxton and Virgil? To this day, Braxton… “He’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Okay, so that’s American Beauty, Good Will Hunting, and now Forrest Gump. Anything not to watch the Cracker Hats tonight, eff MAGA and FDT now and always. “America the Beautiful,” Ha! Um no. The USA is dying. And me, my love. Well, I was reminded of all the beauty in the world this morning. It was like being back in that freezing truck at the OLD Day Job. Not my life…

“Oh No You Didn’t,” I’d sing to myself if my life before you and our family flashed before my eyes. Mercenaries 2? Video games are beautiful, but no. As I was freezing and praying to be reunited with my Braxton, I also thought of you, our kids, and Braxton’s brother.

Honestly, I remember an old manager speaking about her birthday. I HATE my effing Emergence Day. It was not beautiful. I’m an effing locust destined to bring so much bad.

Just one look at you. And I know it’s gonna be a… Lovely Day. But you know what else is beautiful? A painting called “Backwards Beauty.” I don’t know why it came to mind, love?

Us making love. Life. Lying here. Beautiful U, B, V

1850 Days Without B III, Day 1291 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 237 ~Virgil Shocks Mister B~

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I’m not shocked I wake up in Hell. It’s more the bits of light I see. Small, like V. Crawling up beside me during the night. The big um like my girl’s… Anyway, I’m still surprised when I don’t see B around. The nightstand… Virgil Shocks Mister B

Monday, February 23, 2026

Journey 237 ~Virgil Shocks Mister B~

Hey Dad,
It’s Me, Baby B… “Did you sleep well? Did you wake up feeling good?” “Today, you are who you are today, see?” SIGH

I’m sorry I had to go all Cowboy Bebop, Dad. This would be Session# 18: Speak Like A Child. If it’s anything that gets you up in the morning, it’s not being able to breathe…

That’s thanks to me sitting on your head. It’s bad news like being late to “The Bad Place,” SIGH. You don’t want to talk about that right now. And then there’s some girl’s boobs, ha-ha. I remember those “conversations we would have before my Favorite Girl would come over. “B, stay off her boobs (Yabbos), butt, and don’t play with or lick your own balls.”

As long as both of you gave me bites to eat, I could agree to that. “To keep me awake and alive.” Okay, I was greedy. “In Your Eyes,” thank you, father, oh, and Peter Gabriel as well. Shocking enough, Virgil doesn’t have such problems. He doesn’t have the balls.

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

Literally. When was the last time you woke up feeling good? It’s shocking enough when you have something to look forward to. My potential stepmom M Anime. The glow box.

I still can’t stand the little ones. I prefer the big one you would watch with my Favorite Girl whenever she comes over. Dad, you like big ones too, you know, M Amine, Faye Valentine, Takago Kuga, Sylvia van Hossen, and Sakai Kyouko. To name a few. I mean, how did M Anime get her name? She was into Anime and is as freaky as the girls. Um, just wow!

I still stand by my view that the best legs, breasts, and thighs come in a bucket of chicken or a box. Not shocking at all. But today, I don’t know, you’re looking for something to wake you up, to buzz you. And finding a gray hair on your wrist isn’t going to do it.

Honestly, you don’t want to remember how I went from puppy to Old Man as if I were Jesus Christ. 12 to 30. It was my plan… You looked into my eyes, and you saw a man you could be proud of. You didn’t have to worry about me. Is that what’s wrong with V?

When he and everyone else look at you… You prefer Anime. Virgil Shocks Mister B

“We cannot live in fear of losing those we love, because that also means giving up on truly living.”
― The Pet Loss Healing Pathway

“He feeds his soul on what is nothing but a picture, groaning deeply, and his face is wet with tears.”
― The Aeneid (Book 1)

1849 Days Without B III, Day 1290 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son