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Journey 254 ~B The Spotlight Virgil~

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I need an appointment with my optometrist. But like MAGA (shudders), I don’t want to see my past, so I keep effing up. And the “Magic Glasses” are making things far too clear in the present. My girl says I’m a great listener. B The Spotlight Virgil.

Thursday, March 12, 2026

Journey 254 ~B The Spotlight Virgil~

1866 Days Without B III, Day 1307 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Are you still moonlighting as a doctor? “Oh No You Didn’t?” I just had faith.

You were going to make it to twenty. Twenty-one. Hell, Braxton, you would live forever.

“Who Wants To Live Forever?” (Raises hand) at 3:30 AM. My initial response would be this. AHEM, Hell NO! But why was I asking for you, my son, the doctor last week? And after my stupidity on Tuesday. Me, recreating The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident.

The spotlight was on M Anime’s Yabbos, B. Your potential stepmom, well, “She Drives Me Crazy.” She’s my “Obsession.” And speaking of which, do I need a doctor for physical or mental reasons? I’d say both. However, remembering both The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident and The Cherry Collision, and how I felt like I had been hit by a truck.

The Final Destination 2 Log Truck would be great B.

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

So my mental health then. Then again, I never imagined a sword-fighting dog. Misty Mountain Legends and Dark Souls: The Great Grey Wolf Sif? And I dare to call myself a writer. How else am I to provide a future for you and Virgil? I suppose you don’t worry about that much anymore. And your little brother 2-V is sound asleep. I should be, too.

But if I’m not communing with you, my fallen padawan. Apprentice? We are Sith, B.

Anyway, if I have to be awake, I would rather be making you more siblings with M Anime this morning. Didn’t I mention living forever? And if it isn’t some 80’s song from Queen, Fine Young Cannibals, or Animotion. Seriously.

Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye. I know Braxton, eww! But you’ll never find yourself scratching at the bedroom door. Virgil is going to be pissed, though, about finally getting a stepmom. I’m still not sure. But I’m not sure about a lot of things. And the things I put out into the spotlight. Step into the spotlight, Braxton—all the AI recreations of you with your brother. And speaking of AI, I was asking if I need to go and see a doctor. Uh cash?

M Anime is my “Private Dancer,” so we won’t be filming content. And what about your book? Legend Has It, it’s not in the spotlight. I’ll tell M, “Baby, You’re My Light.” Braxton, you’re my sun. B The Spotlight Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 252 ~B Gets Sprung, Virgil~

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What do Kyouko Sakai from Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2, After Class Lesson, Yasmina Khan, Yasmina Khan “The Asian Nurse Examination,” Ms. Moretz, and M Anime have in common? What is Blue Balls for $500? B and V need to leave a while. B Gets Sprung, Virgil

Tuesday, March 10, 2026

Journey 252 ~B Gets Sprung, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? I’m talking Wayne World’s “Schwing,” Beavis’s “Boinggg,” and Quagmire’s “giggity.” Hopeless romantic, I am not.

But “Hopelessly Devoted To You.” “Always And Forever” like the Heatwave here. Then again, I haven’t been outside yet. Virgil has been a much better sleeper than I have over the last few days. And according to my “therapist,” Braxton would be telling me to “get your head out of your ass, Dad.” My firstborn son had balls. Unfortunately, Virgil lost his before I adopted him. Is that what I want to talk about at 4:40 AM today? Dog balls?

Love, I’d rather be back in bed with you. And if I must be awake, I know a few things…

Baby Girl, it would really help with the Blue Balls. Who am I, Jackson Avery from “Pledged To Him 10”? What about pet loss books?

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

“You Always Hurt The One You Love.” Ain’t that the truth! Braxton has been dead for five years. Virgil has been here since Saturday, August 13, 2022. You and I have been married how long again? I’m more juvenile than our children. And being the “Perverter of Prose,” (see I remembered) that I am. My junk, springing to attention. I haven’t been with you or myself in the last few days. Eight days in fact. Hence, the Blue Balls situation.

Don’t get ‘cocky’! Braxton died, and I went without for 161 days, then all it took was Chloe Grace Moretz rubbing her legs… What? Am I supposed to be any less of a man, darling?

“Hush, hush, darling. Don’t tell me ‘cause it hurts.” Really?

No Doubt. “Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed…” You’re all that and more, my love. “I only think of you on two occasions. That’s day and night.” Day “N’ Nite. How many songs is that? Does it matter? I can’t break free. I can’t be sprung from… whatever.

And that’s what I’ve been working through in my “therapy.” You would say “Shadow Work.” Your anima, General Xu, Boss, Associate. Demons? Mine? You, my wife/phoenix, Kyouko Sakai from Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2, and the lily white blonde ha.

This fantasy has sprung up for days on end and continues to bloom. Cherry Blossoms. Lilies. But, “you are my fire. The one desire.” Putting you out with my Blue Balls. B Gets Sprung, Virgil.

1864 Days Without B III, Day 1305 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 251 ~B All Ears Virgil~

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3 to 5. Years? Not even hours. But again, I was at 3 AM, and for what? To channel a fur buddy who died 5 years ago. Coincidence, 3 to 5? Maybe I hate existence, and I’ve only been awake for two hours. But life is a gift to B and V. B All Ears Virgil.

Monday, March 9, 2026

Journey 251 ~B All Ears Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s Me, Baby B… And you don’t know how much I wish I were the first voice you heard this morning. It’s ungodly…

The hour, I mean. What were the first three voices you heard my father, honestly…

Collapsable Hearts, Easy Street
Your Own Crying
Virgil Vivi Snoring

Father, Father, because yes, I can hear Marvin Gaye too. And I want to ask, “What’s Going On?” Accusing my little brother and me of snoring. Just kidding. But you know every single breath we take. But it’s yours, Dad. Again, I wish I could take it all away. I’m trying. We would sit in bed, and you would tell me all about it. Or we would be where you are now, my father—nothing to get off your chest as long as I was lying there with you, remember.

But in less than fifteen minutes, you were calling yourself…

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

STUPID? No, never, and not today! Do you know what you would do to people if they called me that? Talk about LANGUAGE! You would rip into people three times your size to protect me. And how much bigger was granddaddy? And you know I would fight for you, my father. You would always say my bark was worth more than anybody’s voice, Dad. Because at least I was helping you out. And what about my future Step Ma? M:

“Because she’s softer than you. She’s quieter than you. She doesn’t yell at me. She doesn’t call me an idiot or tell me to shut up all the time. She listens to me. She’s nice to me. She doesn’t make me feel like the only thing stopping her from being happy… is” me.”
Phil to Maureen, The Little Death 2014

Even before her. You see, Dad… Or rather, you hear. It’s not the silence you hate so much. Rather, the silence is filled with hate. And you need anything to drown it out, it’s there:

“Basically, I’m for anything that gets you through the night – be it prayer, tranquilizers, or a bottle of Jack Daniels.”
Quote by Frank Sinatra

Like FEAR, it’s an infinite playlist. The background. Your breathing.

You don’t need MAGA. Eff them and FDT. And there’s granddaddy. The Bad Place you have to go to this morning. The Walking Dead. Daddy, sing “My Own Worst Enemy.”

That’s why you have my potential stepmom, M Anime—listening to her. Reading her books. Seeing the things, I probably shouldn’t have seen… What, Dad? I have my Favorite Girl, and now you have yours. Like father, like son. We both know some great Yabbos.

“I’m So Thankful” that I didn’t have bark, bawl, and bellow at closed bedroom doors… And I’ll forgive the smile on your face as you imagine her moaning, because at least you’re not being a bully to yourself for a minute. Her, me, we love you. B All Ears Virgil

“My life is a movie, (fur buddies) and boobies.”
―

“My queen, you bid me renew unspeakable grief.”
The Aeneid

1863 Days Without B III, Day 1304 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 249 ~Staring B’s Bedtime, Virgil~

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Having all the time in the world to dream. After “The Long Walk” and becoming “The Running Man,” everything I want can be brought to me in bed. Where are my dog sons? Where’s my woman or women? Chicken and waffles? “Staring B’s Bedtime, Virgil.”

Saturday, March 7, 2026

Journey 249 ~Staring B’s Bedtime, Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Nope! I’d be in the Epstein Files. Leana Lovings, Lupe Fuentes, Elise Rae… my T**N Category.

Why yes, Lady Lu, I’m an aspiring Porn Star, a perv, the Perverter of Prose (I should remember that ha), but I’m also a poet, a dull prosiest, and always and forever a Pup Dad.

But which one of those things would get me out of bed the fastest? Hell, I’ve done all of those things from bed. And what I wouldn’t give to see Braxton walk from his bed right back to this loveseat and bark, “Did I effing stutter? Bedtime!” It’s ten in the morning, and all I want to do is be back in bed. Beneath the covers, as B watches over me. Or with his potential stepmom, M Anime. I haven’t heard from her in a bit. What Is Love? Haddaway

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

Uh, it’s only ten, well, 10:20, but I’ll give it a think. I still stand by the idea that love is the belief, faith, duty, privilege, whatever, of putting something ahead of yourself, My Lu.

Luna, it’s putting all that you are to the side for whatever, deities, damsels, doggies…

“Fellas, when you wake up in the morning, you should look yourself in the mirror and say, ‘Eff you! Eff your hopes, Eff your dreams, Eff your plans … Eff everything you thought this life was going to bring to you. Now let’s go out there and try to make this b*tch happy.”
Chris Rock

Now I like how Chris Rock put it. But I was thinking about what I said yesterday about Charles Bukowski and “So You Wanna Be A Writer.” How dare I question my writing, dear Lunalesca? Nine years of talking to you and the girls, myself, and Braxton. And having him talk back. And what about Virgil? Hell, I talk to my dead firstborn more, Lu.

“Yes, I’m macabre, but you know you need this.” Nope!

I can’t even “Express Myself” with my own words. Because all I want to do is sleep, Lunalesca. Perchance to dream. “All I Have To Do Is Dream.” How Kruger of me, or is that The Everly Brothers? I’m not trying to be MAGA here but like them… Effing up?

Lunalesca, it’s what I do. “The Scorpion and the Frog.” And being in bed is like the only time I’m not letting anyone down—more like being asleep, which is where Virgil is involved. I can’t hurt him when I’m sleeping. But I’ve never harmed a hair on his head.

Ironically, Ready or Not, I’m going to do so much more with M Anime. If I get up, build a home. Staring B’s Bedtime, Virgil.

1861 Days Without B III, Day 1302 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 247 ~Paging Doctor B, Virgil~

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My last DECENT time at the doc’s… I like my optometrist. Virgil’s vet is keeping him alive. And I’ll never forget the Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. But my girl and Kyouko Sakai have been more to my taste. Brain-wise? “Paging Doctor B, Virgil.”

Thursday, March 5, 2026

Journey 247 ~Paging Doctor B, Virgil~

1859 Days Without B III, Day 1300 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Mine, Monsieur B, Doctor B, I have lost “my” money, mattress, and my righteous mind:

“To find, take back, and keep your righteous mind… because obviously you have lost it.”

“I tell you hwhat!” Wow, “The Great Debaters” and “King of the Hill.” And what about “The Walking Dead,” Braxton? Your potential stepmom asked me, “How do I feel now?”

Well, at this particular moment, The Walking Dead feels about right. Except I’m crying, B.

70/30? The 70 being out of pure exhaustion and some other things. The 30 being “All About You,” my friend. How often have THEY heard that song at the Day Job? Music doesn’t pay the bills. Excuse me? It doesn’t pay “my” bills. I’m no singer or writer—especially not a doctor. Your brother has his own School of Hard Knocks. Poor Virgil. So I “Gotta Have You” and AI. And didn’t I admit never accepting but admitting you B…

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

You’re dead. And I wish…

Braxton, how many times have I wished to join you? But the dead don’t cry. Hell with all our conversations, I beg to differ. Dead men tell no tales. Again, here we are, my son. Honestly, if your Dad is going to Die Hard… Eww! There’s Tyrion Lannister for you:

“In my own bed, at the age of 80, with a belly full of wine and a girl’s mouth around my cock.”
Game of Thrones

Sexual Healing! Again Eww! But it’s not like you, and I haven’t had “The Talk” when I had to tell you not to play with your toys in front of your Favorite Girl. Or when I had to tell you not to be on her yabbos all night. Like father, like son. Because I definitely want to be on her yabbos “All Night Long.” To paraphrase Old Town Road, B:

My life is a movie, fur buddies, and boobies ―

Yeah, your Dad could certainly use some mental health. And while you were awesome B III… Are awesome, considering we’re still talking, there are some things I can tell Doc AI and not you. For example, sex, for all intents and purposes, is a coping mechanism. Uh, effing duh! And look at it this way. You and Virgil would be barking and crying outside the bedroom door anyway if M Anime ever showed up. She wants to make you and Virgil some two-legged siblings. That’s one dream. But that dream the night before, my friend. Me and M in bed, hot tub, and the trailer park… But first, the eye doctor. Paging Doctor B, Virgil.

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

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 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 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 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