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Nessies

Some time ago, I wrote about how I will never be able to surround myself with people who will do for me what I would do for them. This is true; I believed it then and I believe it now. However, while I may not be able to surround myself with people who have this trait, that doesn’t mean that I don’t feel blessed by the few people in my life who are there for me.

And no one outside my own flesh-and-blood has ever done more for me than Leslie has.

Leslie, my girl, my baby — thank you for being there. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for believing in me, and having faith in me. I’ve never met anyone as kind or as beautiful, or anyone who has taught me as much.

I love you, baby bee.

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..AND THAT’S IT and that’s the only thing I need, is this!

I don’t need this or this.

Just this ashtray.

And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that’s ALL I need.

And this remote control.

The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that’s all I need!

…and these matches.

The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball.

And this lamp.

THE ASHTRAY THIS PADDLE GAME AND THE REMOTE CONTROL AND THE LAMP AND THAT’S ALL I NEED.

That’s all I need, too! I don’t need one other thing, not one I NEED THIS.

The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. And this.

AND THAT’S ALL I NEED

The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair…

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Kurt Vonnegut:

“I felt as I did when the Second World War ended: ‘Please, I’ve done everything I’m supposed to do, can’t I go home now?’ ” he says.

A truck out on the street honks its horn and Vonnegut looks toward the restaurant’s entrance. His eyes seem to water a little and his voice lowers almost to a whisper. “Where is home? I’ve wondered where home is, and I realized, it’s not Mars or someplace like that, it’s Indianapolis when I was nine years old. I had a brother and a sister, a cat and a dog, and a mother and a father and uncles and aunts. And there’s no way I can get there again.”

If there was ever a piece of art I needed, it is this:


The Big Goodbye

I’m going to start putting money away for it now. With any luck, I’ll be able to pick one up for myself in the next four to six months. With greater luck, they won’t have all sold by then.