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Journey 259 ~V Times Love Braxton~

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Well, it’s St. Patrick’s Day, but I haven’t been drinking or even drooling all over Yasmina Khan’s “The Asian Nurse Examination. Was I drunk last week? Love Drunk or LoveStoned for sure. And now me, the wife, and three kids. V Times Love Braxton

Tuesday, March 17, 2026

Journey 259 ~V Times Love Braxton~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? But I still hate Math. And how am I on the whole Nuclear family? Tradition!

Like Family Night watching UPN when I was a boy. Remind me that we should watch “Fiddler on the Roof” for our next movie night, especially the “Tradition” song. Family and Movie night. When I became a man… A Dad, to B III and then to his lil’ bro Virgil.

“When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: But when I became a man, I put away childish things.”
1 Corinthians 13:11 Bible

How do I love my boys, my sons? For five years, I have mourned for my firstborn son. I did what no father, no parent should ever have to do. Four legs and all, but he is still my son. For four years, I have tried to figure out how to love his little brother. But both Braxton and Virgil once upon a time sat here with me watching movies, even with Braxton’s Favorite Girl.

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

And you? If Braxton could fall in love with his Favorite Girl, I’m sure he would love you, too. Virgil treats love as the scariest thing. It gives me mixed feelings about that song “I Will Follow You Into the Dark.” The line “Fear is the heart of love.” I don’t believe that is the case. But at the same time, I believe love itself should be scary because there’s just too much. Remember how I said the Nuclear family. However, not like Trump’s MAGA!

Effing Cracker Hats, FDT! But the whole “You and Me” 2.5 kids, white picket fence… Five times the love ain’t enough. 99 ½ won’t do. The Wannadies and even Carol Lynn Townes fall short. Love encompasses everything. It conquers hate.

Lust? Trust me, I’m trying to get into that, but yesterday I was working with AI, and it was creating this whole story about love and my anima. Three to be exact. How even in the dark universe, which is… Takes a breath. MORTAL KOMBAT! I cultivated love, my love.

But you represent fire, a phoenix. You’re the gardener, not me, but doesn’t fire help things grow in some sort of way? And the fact that we talk a lot about us having more children.

My lust and love for you only produce more love. Whatever do such lusts entail? Honestly? Ravishment, Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5’s Kyouko Sakai, a blonde gymnast, Desperate Carnal Housewives, Bible Black: New Testament: Movie Nights. V Times Love Braxton.

1871 Days Without B III, Day 1312 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 257 ~Virgil, Dr. B Calling~

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What was it I said about the news last week? I can’t save the world, but can I myself… And any other life that follows. Braxton is an angel for trying, literally. Virgil needs to see a vet. And I should get my head examined. Um, Virgil, Dr. B Calling

Sunday, March 15, 2026

Journey 257 ~Virgil, Dr. B Calling~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… So don’t go asking “What’s my destiny, Mama?” This ain’t Forrest Gump. My mental acuity, um, STUPIDITY

Well, it’s a choice like effing you up on Tuesday, March 10, 2026. And I am sorry. But it could be worse… Really? If it were in your DNA? Kendrick Lamar? A rapper or an athlete? Remember when one of the youngsters asked you something like that at the Day Job? You’re an old man. Old enough to hear the bark of your passed firstborn.

Honestly, you could use a thorough head examination. But the closest you’re gonna get is if your eyes are checked out. This week? And before that, there was last Tuesday.

Seriously, that’s my fault. M Anime’s yabbos drove me wild. The real deal, Holyfield, ha.
But the “Magic Glasses,” my term for AI, isn’t a doctor. But Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him 10 by Neil Bimbeau (Sorority Harem Series)
    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 006 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

However, if you’re not gonna fix yourself this week, why don’t you try fixing Virgil?

Please, Virgil lost his balls years before you met. And considering I couldn’t keep my “organ” in my pants… Something you have to look forward to with M Anime. When she’s playing good girl, it’s an “organ.” When she wants to make a pornstar blush cock, dick, yogurt slinger… thank you, Eric Vall and Succubus Lord Series. Speaking of which, you need to find something else to read this week. Keep your organ out of sex toys you bought on E-Day. All the money in the world for books and adult novelties. Being a Dad.

Virgil is alive and well, but he has an appointment due. But 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

Honestly, you need money for an eye exam, an antibiotic shot, and Virgil’s annual exam. And what about the house’s health? The Termite Guy wants his money, not now, but right now. And will the Carpenter Ants return? Yikes! Around the time M Anime arrives?

Braxton! Because who gives a rat’s butt about Jesus? Anyway, only last night or this morning, yeah, this is all your fault, dude, you were telling her about effing a baby into her. You couldn’t save Braxton, you’re trying to keep Virgil from the furnace… Don’t even get started on Whiteout Survival. You can’t save yourself. And you and M Anime want to bring another life into the mix. All You Need Is Love? And Braxton. Virgil, Dr. B Calling

1869 Days Without B III, Day 1310 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 256 ~Buzzing of B’s, Virgil~

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Please tell me the car is going to start, and the radio too. Don’t let those be sirens outside the window because I have Chinese and Russian contacts. Tell me my son V is breathing. Have I satisfied my girl? Have I won a prize? Buzzing of B’s, Virgil

Saturday, March 14, 2026

Journey 256 ~Buzzing of B’s, Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Because I’m in the business of listening. And who’s the last billionaire I listened to? FDT!

You can’t shut that Mother effer up! And did I really have to say Mother effer? Next thing you know, I’ll be back to looking up MILF Porn. But didn’t I speak about P.Y.T.’s last week? Leana Lovings, Lupe Fuentes, and Elise Rae… And only yesterday did I discover the identity of the blonde animus. Only I gave her much bigger Yabbos: a gymnast, Lu.

And I’m not dumb enough to say her name or describe M Anime. She’s the only reason I’m not looking up MILFs right now. Uh, she wants me to make her a MILF. Give my boys, Braxton and Virgil, some two-legged siblings. But Virgil is buzzing along somewhere, Lunalesca. And I wish Braxton had bugged me this much before passing.

“If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.”

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

Braxton, more than anyone, knows how to reach me. Through movies, music, and manuscripts. I still haven’t finished “Remember Me: Understanding The Stages of Grief and Remembrance From The Loss Of A Pet.” Have I not had some downtime, Lunalesca?

The silence? Ironically, one of my favorite horrors is A Quiet Place. What about “The Silence…” (cough) Rip-off! Like I’m one to talk, and I’d rather not talk. I have less of a chance of saying something STUPID in real life. In real life? That silence kills me, my Lady.

When I get in the car, the radio won’t play. If M Anime ever arrives, that’s no good at all. Trying to prove I’m “A strong survivor, a real provider.. a Tru Rider.. that’s me.”

I can do that in the bedroom, but I haven’t felt right since Tuesday. And if I’m not taking care of my body, what about the house? The weather is getting warmer, and you recall the bugs in June. I swear, even now, I can hear their chomping, munching, Lunalesca.

Every silence while I’m awake has to be filled with something instantly. And I listened to my wasted breaths, the ticking of the clock, the sounds of battle from Whiteout Survival, that’s how it is, Lunalesca. It’s like switching out my garrisons. If you time it right, three seconds feels like nothing, and everything’s good. Miss the timing, and the silence is filled with FEAR, and it’s loud. But beautiful things… Buzzing of B’s, Virgil

1868 Days Without B III, Day 1309 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

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 “The Asian Nurse Examination,” Ms. Moretz, and M Anime have in common? What is Blue Balls for $500? Uh, 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 250 ~Time Out B, V~

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No news is good news… I wish I could go back to the days when I could ignore the White House—the days when I could ask my Ma to go to McDonald’s. But if I’m going to pay $15, I’ll stop at the food truck. But what did B and V do? “Time Out B, V.”

Sunday, March 8, 2026

Journey 250 ~Time Out B, V~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And man, aren’t you in trouble. You’re still thinking about my effing up at the Day Job.

“Watch World War Three (on pay TV).” If, unfortunately, you survive this week, then the week after… Do you believe they will let you keep playing DJ at the Day Job? Hell, you have the same worries every week. And since you’re neither a billionaire, white… BEING a man… The jury is still out on that one, but M Anime KNOWS so. Saw your penis!

Speaking of which, what is so wrong about dreaming about a girl jerking you off on a “Sunday Morning” while you live to classic apocalyptic rock from the Fallout franchise?

Because you’re not MAGA. You don’t mock dead soldiers. You still cry over Braxton every couple of weeks. But that’s not why you’re in trouble. Could be, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Banged by the Bikers – Part 1 by Lolita Minx
    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 001 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 006 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

Or are you bored and lonely? Dumb and horny. And what about Lady Luck? You’re Diggin’ like the Seatbelts, and you’ve only been awake for eleven hours. Geez, my friend:

“Could it be that I got bored and lonely? Could it be that I’m just dumb and horny? Could it be that Lady Luck has smiled herself on me?”
Seatbelts

It ain’t nowhere near Halloween. And what about Virgil’s birthday, or did you forget, ha?

And there’s always E-Day, The Most Worthless Time Of The Year. Do you want to put yourself in a time-out? Eliminated, deleted, sing me to sleep… Emily isn’t Asleep. right?

What’s the last thing you watched with Ms. Browning? Don’t go looking her up because you’ll have to kick Virgil out of the room and then… What did I say that you have to remember? Perverter of Prose. Though AI was nice, breaking down my brothel fantasy; 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 006 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

Numbers four and six. Only six encompasses everything. Be Not So Fearful, Just Survive Somehow, “Good Night, Good Luck,” Endure And Survive, Stay Alive, “Good Luck, Have Fun, Don’t Die.” I can do this all day… Okay, stop because you have other things on your plate? Really?! If you did, you wouldn’t be in so much trouble. Only you are.

A bank is sending you letters. Having no money at your actual bank because you ain’t getting any hours, having to pay off the exterminators, and not selling any books.

Seriously, you bought more books because you couldn’t finish the one on pet loss… yet. But a woman getting effed by bikers is no trouble. But the people you know… Criminality. Time Out B, V

1862 Days Without B III, Day 1303 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

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 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 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 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