spacey stuff in the big black thing out there

Have come down the highway to The Ranch for a day or so.
Went to the dentist again yesterday. Realised afterward that it was a complete waste of time. A sharp jabby thing was stuck down between my gums and teeth. It was going in too far and I was refferred to a periodontist to get some tiny creatures out from down there. I have no intention of doing that because of the cost. Maybe when I’ve got me a white collar wage-slave job. Ideally something like dentistry … something where I have a people-getting person. The people-getting person goes into another room and gets the sucker whose money I’m getting, says to them, “mr.sox will take your money now see you now”, and brings them to another room where I am and where I get the money. Yeah – that’s where the money is.

I caught the train down last night. As soon as I got on it I was able to get some (creative) writing down.
I need my own train. Need money for a train. Or power – like Trotsky. Money and power and ratings.

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