A Quick Review of a Week in Netherland

I got back last week to the same old aspects of everything that needs to be fixed, handled and a miracle made out of.  But increasingly that has become the case.

Still loving those bomb ass wild Carolina bbq wings at Wing It though. Damn, I am addicted.

I watched and listened as attitude flared up. Watched jealousy apparent erupt from the ashes.

Found diagnosis mixed with unexpected messages out of the blue made me very circumspect.

Cigars burned while I dealt with issues both new and old. As I took time to associate values and levels to what has to be done next. From compartmentalizations to being spaced.

It made me wish I had someone to be myself, talk to and let the guard down with. Then I remember that the enemies are everyone. Especially within camp.

I am ready to watch Avengers Infinity War a few times shortly. And then it will be on to some serious Deadpool 2. Which I wish was already here so I can see this Cable adventure.

The book is being worked on. The writing lately has been filled with incite and moving feelings. The ink is spilling in a vicious and main line manner. Well more than before.

It is time to get my tattoo done. And I need to prepare to have a patch made as well.

Out with the old and in with the new. A new journey begins, while the old won't be renewed.

Hell, I might not even be bothered with the event with the demon and do what I do. It definitely will be more fun and interesting as well.

Time for some writing and dogfighting. So Tallyhoe!!!

Welcome to the Ironclad

Communication...DEAD!
Connection...DEAD!
The Future...Hilarious Laughter!

So my week has been one of under siege. Where everyone came and got their licks in.I am really hoping the coalition is getting their best to coordinate this though.

I had to laugh when mvp asked me about everything. I had to laugh and respond that it is just Me, Myself and I as usual. The "ghost who walks" amidst the alleged loved ones and crowds.  I have always been by myself. Well except for once. So it is not big deal anymore.

Just sitting here enjoying sweet potato pie and remembering past trips and adventures. Things discusses and enjoyed. Like a photo album though, I had to revisit, remember and put that stuff back away where it all belongs.

See, I try to make sure that red and bgp are comfortable and happy with what they do and their comfort level. None of it is conventional or even convenient. But oh well they are happy with what they are doing and that is all that counts. I am happy for them.

Things have changed so drastically that I honestly stopped giving a fuck until they actually want to give a fuck and then it is only for that time period they are available for that fuck to be given.

I am tickled that it is thought that me being angry, grumpy and all truly affect as much is thought. If that was the case I wouldn't have said I loved you or what I wanted with you. But it is all good. As they say it is in the "eye of the beholder."

Not angry. Not emotional or feeling. No regrets.

I am what I am.
And what I am is....

IRONCLAD