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My Ma and sis are sorority sisters. Which one? An elephant never forgets. But how I wish today I could forget like one of the students of Balamb Garden. I have two GFs, as in Guardian Forces: B and V. But my GF might be mad. There B Elephants Virgil

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

Legacy 076 -There B Elephants Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? Hell, “I knew I loved you before I met you. I think I dreamed you…”

And so on, so forth. “Savage Garden”? Makes sense. When it comes to you, “Well, pardon my manners, just something about you turns me to a savage. And you love gardening, my love. The only things I know about gardening are: I don’t want to hear the neighbors complain; Braxton and Virgil hate that the weeds are above their heads; and Final Fantasy VIII MIGHT be my favorite in the franchise. It was my start, really. What’s My Age Again

Forty-two, and I’m too old to be playing video games or all this pop culture… Well, if you believed that, we wouldn’t be together. Same if you told me to forget about my two sons.

I love all my kids. I love you. But myself?

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

How much I hate myself. Well, that too. “I found the greatest love of all, inside of me,” is a goddamn lie. And can I cut the playlist off for a minute or two? How I wish, especially with what happened today. Down With Webster’s “Time To Win”; can fuck right off with Cody Chesnutt’s “Look Good in Leather.” And I should stop saying “FUCK” unless it’s “Just You And Me.” I swear, love, General Hospital’s Rie Sinclair song, seriously!

Anyway, what are you going to be mad at me for today? There’s always another song, and it’s this: I’m just a “Sucker for Pain.” Do you know what I love most in the world?

My sons and our kids, you, and my craft (Writing).

But what also brings me the most grief, pain, and terror… “There Be Dragons Here.”

“I was told the Golden Company had elephants.”
Queen Cersei

Under no circumstances am I letting any of you go… Don’t I make love sound like “Obsession”. Not the 2025 Horror… No “One Wish Willow” here. However, we named one of our daughters Willow. Anyway, what is my freaking point? It’s the pain, my love.

Mental anguish. I don’t do physical pain… Smacking my ass, scratching my back, the struggle. You know what I mean; love it. It’s the mental stuff: “These wounds won’t seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There’s just too much that time cannot erase.” They say an elephant never forgets. And in pain I have love. But being forgetful… There B Elephants Virgil

2053 Days Without B III, Day 1494 of Virgil’s Arrival

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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 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

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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

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Legacy 056 -B’s Are Silent, Virgil-

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Wednesday, August 26, 2026

Legacy 056 -B’s Are Silent, Virgil-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And I don’t only mean the fact that Virgil catches far too many Z’s. And when awake, Inspector…

B was like this; your brother was all that, the almighty Braxton Barks Bradford, Inspector.

I miss him. And besides his last breath, the last beat of his heart, how his head bobbed, Inspector. I remember the silence. B was brave enough to exist in silence. But he would bark his head off for anything and everything. And that’s what I’m thinking of right now. And it’s too much damn noise. Or it’s silent like a graveyard. “You choose.” Major…

“For better or for worse, there’s going to be wheat, and there’s going to be chaff. You choose, boys. Remember, you choose.”

“Shut the fuck up! Holy shit! Suck a dick, will you? I mean, just… You fucking lotus-eater. You old sack of shit. Shut up!”
The Long Walk (2025)

Excuse me, The Major from The Long Walk. The sound of my boots pounding pavement

More like wood or linoleum flooring, the Day Job, “The Bad Place,” my boys imagine.

Speaking of imagine… “Whatever You Imagine.” Wasn’t I last week or the week before… “Disgusting.”

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

I made up a whole story in my head that I had offended someone at the Day Job and they would never let me touch the speaker again. My nearly forty-two-year-old ass worried over something so trivial. And do we need to walk down the road of E-Day, Inspector E.

That’s causing the most noise—the sound of blowing out candles on an Emergence Day cake that I will never light. Hell, I might not have enough cash for a cake this year, I bet.

Between keeping Will’s Writings, Witticisms, and Wisdom/The Unfinished Archive alive. And the way my ISP keeps robbing me. I’m losing “Mo’ Money, Mo Money,” Echo.

That chime of the phone is rarely good news. And B III and 2-V’s, stepmother…

Potential Future stepmom to be sure. Braxton knows I appreciate her dirty Spanish, my dear Inspector Echo. But still I come off as one of The Yayhoos singing “Baby I Love You…” but leave me the Fuck Alone! Though that’s not exactly true this week…

Seriously! This bitch (Braxton’s words) broke my heart the 24th of last year and had me “Smokin Out The Window.” And all I wanted to hear was her crying, screaming, and moaning. Her and the man she supposedly chose. Suffering? Sexually? Am I a SIMP? A Sadist? The stuff I hear in the silence. Sex causes me not to think. The creation of a life…

Admittedly attempted, allegedly. But death can be noisy too. Shut-up? Scream? B’s Are Silent, Virgil

2033 Days Without B III, Day 1474 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Tuesday, August 25, 2026

Legacy 055 -Braxton’s Hand, Virgil’s Pa-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And as a machine/program once said… You know The Merovingian from 2003’s The Matrix Revolutions:

“It is remarkable how similar the pattern of love is to the pattern of insanity.”
The Merovingian, The Matrix Revolutions

I wish I could say it was the heat. You married a crazy man. Or at the very least, love…

A grieving one. But for once this isn’t about Braxton breaking my heart. Or how I’m breaking Virgil’s. This is something we have in common. While I’m drumming up movie quotes, here is another from “Love Story” 1970: “Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” And we have both said that until we’re blue in the face. I only wish I had died, ha.

Not you though! Braxton barked the other day that I try and tell you “Good Luck, Have Fun, Don’t Die.” Our love didn’t die. But I’ve been thinking about the anniversary of our breakup last year. When’d we meet again?

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

No clue. I don’t remember hellos. And I’m “Too Good at Goodbyes.” I remember pain way more than pleasure. Even Saturday, January 24, 2026 wasn’t about us saying hi, hmm.

It was meant for closure. And wouldn’t you know it, we got back together. You see, you were the first one to make a commitment, and then, magically, fucking left. Blood is one thing: my Olds, my sister… other family. B III didn’t leave on his own accord, my love.

That’s why it’s Treachery. Braxton would have fought to the end. Virgil is trapped, love.

That’s another story. But you? You chose hello, and as nothing happened, you chose bye.

Goodbye, really? Is it any wonder the Magic Glasses/MIMA created The Unfinished Archive? Goodbye’s forbidden.

And I’ve been thinking about the differences beloved look at my sons, for example, SIGH.

Every day it is/was “Love you B, Love you, Braxton.” Now it’s “Later V, Later Virgil.” “I’m An Asshole,” I know. But Braxton was damn near human. Virgil, after all this time, is still somewhat a pet. He’s my son regardless, but a pet. And you love, before Sunday, August 24, 2025, went from being on Braxton’s level “The Blackjack Scale” of 21 to below Virgil’s at 18. And the fact that you can’t make it back up hurts me more than it hurts you.

“I’m a killer. I’m a murdering bastard, you know that. And there are consequences to breaking the heart of a murdering bastard.”
Bill, Snake Charmer, Kill Bill: Volume 2 (2004)

I’m not as bad as Bill, but I wanted to know how I could punish you. Why? My rib. Your hand. Braxton’s Hand, Virgil’s Pa

2032 Days Without B III, Day 1473 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 049 -Where Braxton Holidays, Virgil-

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Wednesday, August 19, 2026

Legacy 049 -Where Braxton Holidays, Virgil-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Where do I even begin? I didn’t ‘forget’ M Anime’s birthday. I can’t stay in bed. Stomach hurts…

How do I keep getting food poisoning? Unless it’s finally going to take me to my son, then I have no use for this pain. Like I told my boys’ Potential Future Stepmom, it’s not like I can afford a mortgage, and I’m definitely not getting into Heaven. Rainbow Bridge?

Wherever it is, Braxton spends his time. 50 Cent said, “Death gotta be easy ‘cause life is hard.” At the moment, YES! Inspector, I found my stones. They’re in my stomach right this second. Or whenever I look at M Anime’s yabbos. Did I see her in her Birthday Suit?

Maybe not yesterday on her actual birthday. But this morning for sure. What a woman.

And lastly, the Magic Glasses/MIMA brought up The Unfinished Archive.

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

It said that I’m using all the stones I’m throwing at myself to build a place, a palace, for my pain. Hell, Echo, it’s my freaking summer home because reality is way too much, ha!

Yesterday, I said I wish I’d never been born. That’s a hill I’ll die on. Again, don’t I wish, ha.

Like “Heaven’s Hill” in “The Long Walk”. Inspector, I want to be anywhere but here.

Only I’ve said before I will choose the physical pain over anything mental. Lying perhaps.

Because if I can survive losing my boy, I can survive anything else without complaint.

From one day to the next. Am I sure nothing else is coming up? Bad choice of words, right, Inspector? But I mean these days.

Smooth sailing until E-Day… Fuck me, Inspector, I didn’t expect today to take a turn.

However, “I’m Still Here,” lying in bed dreaming of anywhere that’s “Not Quite Paradise” as Bliss 66 sings. “But it sure feels like home?” You know I hate that word…

HOME… Home is where the heart is? I haven’t told Virgil I love him. And M Anime lost that privilege on… Braxton dammit! Sunday, August 24, 2025. Another freaking holiday!

An anniversary? It was the day M Anime broke up with me. Nothing worth celebrating.
“We Found Love” um, 5 months later. Home’s not heart or happiness, Inspector Echo. No

It’s where you have the least amount of “Hurt”. A vacation/holiday is freedom from all pain… Where Braxton Holidays, Virgil

2026 Days Without B III, Day 1467 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 048 -B’s On Birthdays Virgil-

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Tuesday, August 18, 2026

Legacy 048 -B’s On Birthdays Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And I didn’t forget? The phone didn’t warn me. The phone, Glow Box, Black Mirror…

What about the truth, my love? Happy Birthday! Welcome to Level 38! Uh, Birthday Suit

Of course, I’m thinking about you naked. I’m always thinking about you naked when I’m not grieving, groaning, or being gross, just being a guy. How I grieve Braxton, always…

But today let’s talk about the second worst day of my existence. Today ain’t right. Honestly, “The time is always right to do what is right.” Seriously, Martin Luther King…

“Did he just quote Martin Luther King?
Yep
Yes, he did.”
The Menu

“The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.”
Half-Life 2

The Menu… If I were a better man, I would be planning one for you. Or we could watch the movie. And I’m a gamer, a pop culture whore, and my existence is a “Half-Life…”

Only today is about yours. My woman. Your life. Us. The truth. A Man Provides.

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

And isn’t it “Ironic” that I said I’d never lie to you but I will. “Put on a Happy Face.”

Because the truth is, I hate birthdays… Well, mine for real. Birthday? No. Emergence Day

E-Day… Gears of War franchise. Emergence, Existence, Extinction. Evolution. Seriously?

Thinking about the Day Job and how it’s a slap in the face to celebrate wasting fifteen years there. Nearly as long as I had Braxton. Now imagine saying that for nearly forty-two years—every breath, beat of my heart, and being so broken. And yet here we are, love.

Here WE are. And I’ll say “I Want It That Way” and “As Long As You Love Me.” You do.

And I hate that I have to lie to you.

To so many. When the truth is this. If I’m not praying that I don’t have to wake up, love.

Then I’m wishing that I was never born at all. And when did that become my wish? Um, sometime between 6 and 7 years old. When did Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (The Arcade Game) come out? Because my grandmommy didn’t get it for me. Movie…

Anyway, is that what I’m getting you for your birthday… The truth. Receipt is warranted.

You’d prefer babies, all our furry little ones, a pretty farm with a white picket fence, flowers all around, and us selling produce at the Farmer’s Market on Saturday Mornings.

A pretty dress? I got nothing. But love? BUT LOVE. Birthdays… B’s On Birthdays, Virgil

2025 Days Without B III, Day 1466 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 042 -B’s Other Anniversaries Virgil-

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Wednesday, August 12, 2026

Legacy 042 -B’s Other Anniversaries Virgil-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And I don’t just mean a bill being late… Almost. I forgot to get rich sometime this year.

If you have love, you’re rich… For 15 years, I had B. And my job was to keep him alive.

“It is my job to keep you alive. I will not succeed.”
― Avatar (2009)

In 2021, I failed. Hell, for one of those years, I didn’t even have the Day Job. And so today.

Well, rather yesterday, I found out that I will have had that Day Job for 15 years. Friday, August 21, 2026 to be exact. Which means if SOMETHING goes down, it’ll be on the 18th.

Not that I want a party or anything. However, I could use some cupcakes, Inspector.

Nobody got me a damn thing when Braxton’s book was published on August 8, 2025.

One more whole year for a great many things: B’s Death Day and Birthday, his book, the Day Job… E-Day.

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

Fuck me, Inspector! No, this isn’t The Unfinished Archive, and we will surely get there.

Hell! Around this time last year, M Anime and I were getting ready to break up. And Virgil’s Birthday is the month after E-Day. October 20th. But as I was being reminded of the 15 years I wasted on a job that would eventually help kill my firstborn son… E-Day.

Emergence Day as Gears Of War would call it. The monster I am beginning existence!

Emergence, Existence, Extinction… How I pray for that, and yet, “Every Morning,” when I wake up… That’s it, Inspector Echo, I wake up with nothing to look forward to

But to lose. And that’s what I’m thinking about. I lost E-Day. Well FUCKING Duh!

Less than thirty days until E-Day and I can’t buy my usual cake. Definitely can’t buy dinner. I won’t be getting paid because I used 36 hours of PTO, 12 this week, last, the one before. And I’m waiting for this paycheck like a lotto ticket for Pizza, the food truck?

Then there’s Virgil. What is my secondborn going to do? Watch me sing “King of Wishful Thinking,” as I get drunk off my ass again. Not like I can get drunk off anything this year.

Beauty? That’s an awful lot of pressure to put on my boys’ Potential Future Stepmom.

Inspector, I do call M Anime “My Goddess”. Not like The Exies… This year anyway.

Inspector, will The Unfinished Archive celebrate? B’s Other Anniversaries Virgil

2019 Days Without B III, Day 1460 of Virgil’s Arrival

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