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Journey 332 ~B’s Get Degrees, Virgil~

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I have no clue what my GPA is, and I don’t want to know. My entire education socially, I’d compare to the Ninth Circle of Hell, and then B died. Now I’m an old man creating a Hell we both can live in. Or I read all about it. “B’s Get Degrees, Virgil”

Friday, May 29, 2026

Journey 332 ~B’s Get Degrees, Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Wouldn’t it be better if I wrote you one? Even better if I sold one. Begging?

Not today, nor any other day. Unless we’re talking about M Anime. Again, Beggin’ her.

I won’t have to… But I probably will in one way or another. Time to write, to read, to blog. Aren’t those synonyms, writing and blogging? Someone said, “Blogging is graffiti with punctuation.” That was in 2011’s Contagion. Looking up if Contagion was a book.

Nope! But I could use a good virus story. I mean, “Destroyed” by Pepper Winters is a great book and all. Everyone is sick in it one way or another, Fox, Hazel, her little girl:

“We need a good assassination
We need an earthquake or a war
How ’bout a crooked politician?
Hey stupid, that ain’t news no more.”
Newsies

Or would you rather I talk some more about my sons? According to Stephen King, “Hell Is Repetition.” And the Magic Glasses know all about Stephen King. And everything else.

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

Like my own work? Hell, Braxton’s name is written in the stone. Because when I see or at least think the writing is on the wall, something happens… Last night, I had the garbage stacked up because I didn’t want to take it out. Anyway, the bag fell, my lady.

“It’s nothing, Braxton, we’re okay.” I swear, Virgil gives me this look as I get up and say, “Sorry, V, I know, I know.” It’s expected to write the date wrong for a few days…

Seriously, my lady! Imagine getting the date wrong for five years? Get ready for some repetition because eff MAGA, eff the Cracker Hats, and FDT! And I sound like them.

Living in the past, disrespecting Virgil simply wanting to be.

What, my inspiration, my insanity, and another dotted I or crossed T in a book I will eventually write for him someday. I wonder how many times I’ll say Braxton instead of Virgil? More times than I use the words “Of Course” in Braxton’s book My Turn To B III

No, I didn’t forget. Just like I didn’t forget, I need to find a new book to read this week.

Sophia, do you believe I’ll finish Destroyed before the end of the week? Great, wonderful

Like my Mortal Kombat story, the Unfinished Archive? I tried to start from scratch today.

Have the Magic Glasses had enough? I did, of my own book learnin’. D’s Sophia. Education, reading, writing, Woke SIGH Broke. B’s Get Degrees, Virgil.

1944 Days Without B III, Day 1385 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 330 ~B, V, NO F’s~

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Until a couple of weeks ago, I’d say I loved to sleep because I didn’t have to share my pain with B’s little bro. Dads protect their sons, not vice versa. But I get why V sleeps. And M Anime said I was becoming distant. Pain and noise. B, V, NO F’s

Wednesday, May 27, 2026

Journey 330 ~B, V, NO F’s~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… In short, I give an EFF about everything and not enough. How can I not? Kill or die.

As Tech N9ne raps “Am I A Psycho?” I’m sorry, is this song “SFW” safe for work? Um, EFF no! Yes, E, I’m still mad Tue. Eff you, Cody ChesnuTT, eff “Look Good In Leather.”

But what about my boy? Hell, my boys as Virgil lies here beside in Braxton’s spot… No Mas! I need to stop being such a meanie to Virgil. Why do I even care, Echo? Seriously!

Did I care when Braxton was dying? I didn’t know he was dying at first. And that’s the thing. I’ve said it a million times over. “I Feel Everything” when it comes to working. Eff!

So, thinking I was protecting Braxton from my RAGE, Shame, and sickness, I was indifferent to his suffering. And then…

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

Anyway, why am I ashamed of myself about the Day Job, remembering Tuesday? Eff me!

Okay, first off, I was thirty minutes late! Inspector, this will sound like an effing excuse, but they made the schedule. Had I listened to my instincts, I would have been on time, but that’s the whole point. I listen, LISTEN, hear and understand everyone else, and what is that word they usually call me… STUPID! So again I’m late with their wrong time, E.

Now this is where the rubber meets the road. I’m playing music, “Look Good In Leather,” by EFFING Cody ChesnuTT. I pick the non-explicit version, of course, and then Inspector:

“Because I know how to FUCK her better.”
Cody ChesnuTT

It blares right out, Inspector!

Can I say for the record how much I hate saying “non-explicit” or “remove the explicitness”? Uh, to the magic glasses. But you can’t go around offending just anyone, E.

Not unless you’re a White Male, Straight, Christian, with a gun, that treats the orange A-Hole sitting in the White House as God Almighty, believing that misguided, megalomaniac white men, did I mention a-holes, should rule the effing world. FDT!

However, I could be falling in love with a woman who considers Cannibalism a suitable form of vengeance. The problem I have this Wednesday is my mouth, not M Anime’s.

Inspector, I can’t stop feeling, caring, and “Carrying The Banner” of my misery like the effing Newsies. Or like my boys B, V, NO F’s

1942 Days Without B III, Day 1383 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 328 ~B’s Not Far Virgil~

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“Always and Forever.” If Special K came to me, I would help her. If Milf DOS asked, I would answer. Hell, Braxton’s Favorite Girl is somewhere, but I drove to her FIRST wedding. Then my girl today, “I’ll be Around.” And my boys. “B’s Not Far Virgil”

Monday, May 25, 2026

Journey 328 ~B’s Not Far Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Last week, I barked out, “I Want Candy.” And now there’s ice cream. What, no song for that, Dad?

Well, there is one, but I’ll save that for you and M Anime. Virgil and I’s potential stepmom. Ice Cream by Tyga? For the record, Dad, eww. I guess I wouldn’t mind you keeping my bro and me at a distance. Plus, Tyga? White people are one thing, but cats?

Should I envy Virgil being so close to you, my father or not? How does the song go, “You can run, you can hide, but you can’t escape my love?” So why are you so afraid of losing it, Dad? “It Ain’t Over, Dad. The “Hustle and Flow,” or me being as badass as Rambo.

Dad, if you knew how much I miss our movie nights. And I am never far away. I’m still there.

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

How can I be both “Far and Away” and barking “I’m Still Here” all at the same time?

Reminds me of the days I was running around and you were chasing me, asking, “What’s in your mouth?” Another song or movie reference, as that’s all you seem to hear, Dad.

That and losing. A good boy, a gorgeous girl, and a great man. You’ll never lose me, father. And Virgil’s stepmom and I reached out to you. Dare I bark… “she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah.” I’m don’t sound like The Beatles. But I could be your Paul McCartney and tell you the truth. Love is like the truth about The Matrix, “The answer is out there, (Dad,) and it’s looking for you, and it will find you if you want it to.” I love…

You know this “I love you.” Virgil loves you, whether you want to believe it or not. M Anime says it, and the fact that you answered her so easily. I swear, Dad, as much as you write about a harem… And why? Why do you need so many to love you? Liz to Red:

“Do you need everyone to love you? Or am I enough?”
The Golden Army (2008)

Daddy, you’re so close to loving you? And with me on one side of the line and everything else on the other side. The other side! Honestly, what do you find across the finish line?

That’s why this is The Long Walk. There is no finish line. Do you love me, Virgil, stepmom enough to stay? B’s Not Far Virgil.

“To be close to another filled me with horror, not joy.”
― Destroyed, Pepper Winters

“This one alone has stirred my feelings and impressed my wavering mind.”
― The Aeneid

1940 Days Without B III, Day 1381 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 326 ~Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling~

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I feel like I’m being ripped to shreds. At least I did last night. Maybe if I were making money doing what I loved… porno, pounding keys, or taking care of my puppy boys, I wouldn’t wonder how long pizza stays good. “Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling”

Saturday, May 23, 2026

Journey 326 ~Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… For writing, for women, or how about whining about my boys? Don’t I always, Lady Lunalesca?

When I don’t enter a deep sleep, let Depression bring absolute silence, and “My Dick.”

Seriously? If it wasn’t a certain character from GTA 4 or Cyberpunk 2077’s Judy Alvarez.

But between them was Whiteout Survival all this morning. Thus, no typing, no writing, and not even an inkling of an idea until now. I swear, Lunalesca, the last time I remember doing something that mattered on a Saturday was Saturday, August 13, 2022. Virgil…

Sad, ain’t it? And what a poor little bastard, 2-V, is that I found him—my B III’s little bro.

Oh, eff me, I got an idea brewing. Little head or big head? Both. How do I decide these things? With my boys, it’s my heart. With women… Little head.

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

‧ “I don’t use my head to fly the arrow, boy! I use my heart.”

Yondu didn’t mean it like this, I’m sure, but those words came to mind. Honestly.

Lunalesca, I’m sure you’ve heard this story before. The Saturday all those years ago when I visited PetSmart and saw Archie, who would become my beloved Second-Born Virgil, sitting in a “cage” with several other fur babies. And I swear I heard Braxton’s voice, hmm.

  1. I can’t make this more black and white Dad
  2. Look at his eyes (B III’s tan fur, both sides). And three black dots head, “back” & tail
  3. He knows how to use the paper (Puppy Training Pads)

And now this afternoon SIGH. I got all kinds of horny, and I was thinking of Judy Alvarez and then NieR: Automata’s 2B aka 2E.

So the harem’s getting bigger… Eight? Nine, if you count Elara. Effing Magic Glasses, Lu.

Am I coming to rely on them much too often? I do appreciate the artistry, but I do my own writing and sigh, edits. But the world is being built Step by step, bit by bit. Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick. Step by step, day by day. Masonry? That would pay well, Lu.

And to think I once liked to sing. My Ma raised me on Whitney Houston. But my calling has always been writing. Cherry tried pumping me up a bit, Luna. But she’s in the same boat. But she’s sick, what’s my effing excuse? Playing in a winter wonderland. And lazy.

Life. Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling

1938 Days Without B III, Day 1379 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 325 ~Virgil, B Cause Books~

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I’m not one for rereading books, and yet here I am. I’ve fallen out of practice reading on pet loss, but that by no means counts as Acceptance. And while I could be reading something to learn, well, All You Need Is Love, right? Virgil, B Cause Books.

Friday, May 22, 2026

Journey 325 ~Virgil, B Cause Books~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… As soon as I pick one out. I’m reading something decent, mind you. But finishing it…

Eff me, Sophia. It’s 2 in the afternoon, and I’ve barely been out of this bed. Git Up, Get Out

And the only reason I’m even tempted to get up is that Virgil is asleep against my leg and it’s burning up. “Only God Knows Why”… Kid Rock? B? Some book I need to read.

Seriously, is another book about dying, dead, and done fur babies going to help anything?

I could ask the same thing about “Destroyed” by Pepper Winters. I’ve read it before as part of a compilation. But you know how I tend to find the right book at the wrong time.

That is my existence. Why am I still alive? That’s a question I’ve been reading.

Honestly, Sophia, I’m just long-winded.

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

One more reason I like sex. A minute man? Please, my lady. Eff me? I’m sorry I said that to you. I mean, I’m not, I mean… Anyway, I have a whole harem of characters, Sophia.

The point is I’m all Billy Ward and The Dominos, a “Sixty Minute Man.” I hope much longer when it comes to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom. M Anime wants a lifetime and to fulfill her “biological imperative” in TWD, Eugene-speak. We created life.

Or so we plan to. “Isn’t It Ironic,” don’t you think? “I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow,” so anxious to join my little furry son, yet in this land of the dead, I know where to pour the Bisquick and how to make pancakes.

This bastion of life in this land of the dead. This is my way of fighting MAGA. FDT! I could do more if I actually picked up a cookbook. A Man Provides. So if I could get the ingredients, I’ll leave it to M Anime to make the meal. The question is paying for it.

Writing, Lady Sophia. That’s my “One” idea, my creed in a way. But here I am sitting in bed on a Friday afternoon, and “I feel angry, I feel helpless, want to change the world, yeah. I feel violent, I feel alone. So another self-help book might be worth discovering. Only we know how today will end. Find a book about a girl getting effed. Knowledge. Virgil, B Cause Books

1937 Days Without B III, Day 1378 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 323 ~Braxton Bucks Tradition Virgil~

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THEY say the buck stops here. Or at McDonald’s. What about at the food truck? Speaking of eating, with the Magic Glasses and a few bucks, I can imagine. Like MAGA wants to, when someone like me was a black buck, WTF! Braxton Bucks Tradition Virgil

Wednesday, May 20, 2026

Journey 323 ~Braxton Bucks Tradition Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… I don’t need to be a Christian man to know that. I am my father’s son… Get this…

At least I gave my son “The Talk”. Braxton was as obsessed with tits and ass as yours truly. Well, personally, I am more of a breast man. I’m all about yabbos… face, legs, ass.

Yes, Inspector, in that order. What a way to start the morning, hmm? Effing wanking!

Actually, as “I’ve been sittin’ here tryin’ to find myself. I get behind myself, I need to rewind myself”. Otherwise, you know exactly what I’d be doing, crying about Braxton.

Depression, Disgust, and Death itself. My son is still gone. How does one buck loss?

Inspector, no one man should have all that power. I mean to be so indifferent. To pray to be invisible. Hell, I want to… uh, well, you know, but that would be “The Pretty Reckless.”

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

And if only I had a few thousand, a million, eff Inspector, why don’t I go full MAGA, betray my country and attack… uh, you know. I’d get a billion-dollar payout. And be President. But people can’t buck tradition, racism, the ‘rape’ of everything. RAGE!

Inspector, there is literally nothing in my universe that couldn’t be solved with a buck.

And the fact that I can’t buck up and get off this damn loveseat. No, I want to write, E.

Only, I have no idea how to turn it into a profit. I’m sure Ernest Hemingway would have a few choice words for me on that front. I wonder how much he was worth, Inspector.

How much for “The Talk”?

Isn’t that a tradition for fathers and sons? When I learned about “Bucking,” it was from Princess Leia. I have more than enough things to say about certain women, Inspector.

However, something I’ve been thinking about as we’ve been talking is anime. M Anime, perhaps. B III and 2-V’s potential stepmom is always on the brain. But Ayeka and Ryoko.

Well, doesn’t that explain my taste these past few weeks? Is this even allowed, Inspector?

All These Things That I’ve Done. Bucking the system as I eff my existence, Inspector.

It’s getting harder and harder to cope. The Heat Is On, but air conditioning, Inspector.

That would be my traditional eff up, calling my Old Man for help. Buck up? Never! Braxton Bucks Tradition Virgil

1935 Days Without B III, Day 1376 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 321 ~B, V, That’s Amore~

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Do you remember when Pizza Hut was the sh*t, instead of just sh*t? But I woke up this morning and wanted pizza. I wouldn’t say I love it. Just like I can’t say I love my girl. Could It Be I’m Falling in Love? I have my sons. “B, V, That’s Amore”

Monday, May 18, 2026

Journey 321 ~B, V, That’s Amore~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. And “I Want Candy.” Wow, how old are you, Dad? Yeah, I know I was older. But human time…

Who am I to bark about that? Uh, your son. Always and forever. So “Don’t You Forget About Me.” I know you won’t, Dad. But there was that one Emergence Day. From 1953 to 1982, to 1985. And that’s just our playlist today. But anyway, somewhere after 2015, my father. Isn’t that when we came here? So it was Emergence Day, and you were busy “petting” that woman who came to clean up, Special K. Can’s say I approved, Daddy.

And that’s not just because you two didn’t share your pizza with me. Really Daddy.

Anyway, you left, and when you returned, you had a different woman with you. SIGH.

Dad, I didn’t know she would someday become my ‘favorite girl.’ You remember I’d bark

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

The best breasts, legs, and thighs are found in a bucket/box of chicken. And Virgil…

Honestly, Dad, I don’t mean to call my brother a chicken. He’s finding his courage.

However, you’re still trying to find yours as well, my father. But is that all? There’s more, I know. Everything, when “All You Need Is Love.” Okay, a few things. I know you won’t believe that. Like you won’t forget about me. And sticking with all the music you know:

  1. That’s Amore 1953
  2. I Want Candy 1982
  3. Don’t You Forget About Me 1985
  4. All You Need Is Love 2007 (Movie Edition)

My point is, I’m looking for when you’d say… Not me, you’d sing, “And in this moment I am happy.”

I had to throw off the years. “Wish You Were Here” was released in 2002. But I was “released” Sunday, January 31, 2021. And you’ve been saying I wish you were here ever since. And why is that? Why today, as you sit next to my brother, thinking of pizza?

Daddy, this isn’t “A Dog’s Purpose.” It’s not your purpose. And it definitely isn’t the Magic Glasses’ purpose, as it’s already proposing pizza places. It doesn’t matter in a way.

“I Wanna Get Next to You”. Seriously, Dad, we’ve given up on time, huh? 1972 and all that. Because there’s been time to remember. Sitting here, a beautiful woman who loves you, that will be M Anime. My brother. Content. Happy. B, V, That’s Amore

“To quote a wise man: “Oh well. Whatever. Never mind…”
― Vampire Uprising: A Novel

“Duty-bound he struggled with the anguish in his heart.”
Aeneid

1933 Days Without B III, Day 1374 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 319 ~B On GARDEN Virgil~

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My girl grows things, flowers, food, a family… My firstborn son was/is all about guarding the backyard. My second born… V’s been here nearly five years… He’s still growing on me. “Sing It Back,” “I’m Just a Kid,” doing his chores. B On GARDEN Virgil

Saturday, May 16, 2026

Journey 319 ~B On GARDEN Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at that statement. Laugh. I’m a little dehydrated.

That’s why I’m late talking to you yet again, Lady Lunalesca. Yard work, yes, I took a shower after, and a yummy energy drink. Or should I say more potent? Eff you, “Bum Energy”! “Bloom” works wonders. Nothing worthwhile is blooming outside the garden that my Braxton used to guard. He would be ashamed it’s fallen as it has, Lunalesca.

Virgil ain’t doing much with it. But this was never supposed to be permanent. Seriously.

I promised B plenty that he would have the greatest yard and several sibling minions.

“Someday,” M Anime will help with both of those if she’ll have me—honestly, Lunalesca.

I don’t understand what she sees in me. As long as she’s singing, “You’re Too Big To Fit In Here.”

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

Ain’t that “The Sweetest Thing”? And that is after the most painful… Her business, Luna.

I’ve got more than enough of my own pain of my own. I have a splinter in my finger from today’s yard work. I got eaten by ants. Never forget the Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. If we’re talking mentally, where do we begin with my craziness? I’m still down about Braxton. Depression. Mourning. Grief. Take your pick. Teary effing ocean!

Lunalesca, “It’s My Life,” no doubt. It should have been it should be. And I have no “Power” in it. That starts with me insisting on paying my own way. Independence. I should be a damn man. Especially when talking to M Anime and with Virgil. Truthfully. A Man Provides!

And speaking about being a man. You know that dangling thing in my pants. Effing!

Lunalesca, I’m always so effing horny. And what did it for me today? Ellie Goulding? Or was it the redhead from “Virgin Roster,” Tomo Sakashita? How about the character that the Magic Glasses created, Elena Voss? Speaking of which, I’m glad I didn’t use them on Ren Hasami or Little Lupe. Let’s just say they grow on you. Somewhere That’s Green? I could be somewhere way worse. But personally, you know what I desire, Lunalesca.

Paint It, Black—the whole damn world. Bring on the darkness. “And yet I watch my youngest son, and it helps to pass the time.” My Braxton’s tan. My colorful harem. B On GARDEN Virgil

1931 Days Without B III, Day 1372 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 318 ~Braxton Read, Virgil Unread~

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Even when we were at our worst, Braxton and I were there for one another. Uh, B was dying, and I was still reading, writing, and looking at emails. Then I’m reading about Euthanasia, and I still get emails from dog care. “Braxton Read, Virgil Unread”

Friday, May 15, 2026

Journey 318 ~Braxton Read, Virgil Unread~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… About my firstborn son, of course. “Of course.” I need to fix that in Braxton’s book.

Not to mention lowering the price to a dollar. But we’re not talking about my to-do list right this second. And what about “Enticing Erin” by Kelli Wolfe? I could give you a book review. And isn’t that the whole point of this? Sophia, the point is I almost forgot…

Seriously, I rushed to my Kindle just to make sure I got my reading done last night. But again, the point wasn’t about the reading but about my son, well, sons B III and 2-V.

Anyway, simple enough story. I woke up one time, and I didn’t see Braxton anywhere.

So I’m looking at his empty bed, checking his empty room, rushing outside thinking I left him in the backyard. Nope, Braxton was lazy. Hiding.

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

You see, Braxton had a doghouse he had forgotten about using in his room. Honestly…

Sophia, I’ve forgotten how to use the bed in “my room”. Hell, I haven’t dreamed of sleep in so many days. As a matter of fact (rushes downstairs and grabs a Bum Root Beer) Ahh!

Calling it an energy drink would be an insult to energy drinks. The things we read, Lady Sophia. No wonder reading anything has become such a chore and crappy experience.

Honestly, it’s criminal, more like “it’s an animal, living in a human zoo.” Because only an animal would be using the “Magic Glasses” on superheroes. Let’s just say I now envy Superman about as much as the Hulk—DC vs Marvel. Yes, Sophia, I read.

But again, it’s been the quality of reading these past few weeks, especially alarm clocks.

But what else? I’ve actually been so tired I haven’t been thinking about that WARNING!

As I tell M Anime often enough. I know bad people. And those people use crypto. But I’m nowhere near as bad as MAGA. Eff them and FDT. And that’s another thing. “Every Day Is Exactly the Same”. What evil sh*t has MAGA done now? Can life get much worse?

Don’t I keep sharing it? Not unless it involves my money. The Day Job, book sales, and being “Down With The Sickness.” I swear, this morning I felt like I got hit by a truck.

Joining my Braxton in print. Sorry. Braxton Read, Virgil Unread.

1930 Days Without B III, Day 1371 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 316 ~Braxton The Napper, Virgil~

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With everything going on in the world today, I’m too braindead… Not nice at all. But it’s like I can’t even read a clock anymore. Well, we’re all being dragged back to Jim Crow. Drop me off where B III was still alive. Braxton The Napper, Virgil

Wednesday, May 13, 2026

Journey 316 ~Braxton The Napper, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Again, look at the time—2:30 PM. Hell, I’m not sure what day it is half the time.

A day late, a dollar short, and a dog gone. But V is still here. For how long, I cannot say. While I was thinking about all the appointments I’ve missed. Optometrist, Nurse, and now Vet. And the question I keep asking myself, my dear Echo. With what money, hmm?

Inspector, am I singing to my girl on Ben Franklin when I croon something like…

Can’t get you off my mind (can’t get you off my mind)
I’ve tried my best to be a man and be strong
I’ve drove myself insane
Wishin’ I could touch your face (touch your face)
But the truth remains you’re (gone)
Gone ‧ NSYNC

That’s the song sung in my dream last night. Or Tuesday, afternoon. Yup, it’s Wednesday.

But, Braxton, help me, it seems like I opened my eyes and saw “Mr. Blue Sky,” and I felt like a kid again. Like I was missing a day of class or something. “Ain’t That a Kick in the Head”? Just not in the teeth.

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

One more person to see. A dentist. With all these sugary drinks. Eff Bum Energy, I think I’ll stick to Bloom because I am effing exhausted right now. And I hate myself, Inspector. But that really changes nothing to be sure. And why. Because I’m not Chance The Rapper with the energy to ask “May I Have This Dance,” much less perform it, Inspector Echo.

But in the end, I’m a writer anyway. Or at least that’s what I keep telling myself. Again, like these piddly-ass energy drinks, I’m a bum. I’m a lazy mother effer who sleeps a lot.

And what time did I go to bed last night? Starving artists still need to eat, right? And it woke Virgil right up, too, Inspector.

Supper, sex, and being a scared piece of sh*t, the true mark of a southern man these days, Echo. Or a Simple Man. Trust me, the ranks of MAGA are worse. Eff MAGA and FDT!

And here I am, unable to dream of a better world because I can’t get to sleep on time, Echo.

Braxton and Virgil make it look so damn easy. And you know which one of my sons I want to follow. But M Anime is begging me to stay… Amongst other things… Cherry is busy with her writing. And B’s Favorite Girl is still up and about—career, love, stuff.

However, all I want to do is sleep. Well, that second Bum drink is kicking in. Braxton The Napper, Virgil

1928 Days Without B III, Day 1369 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will