Falling Apart ©

Oh my aching body.
I knew I was getting old but the falling part thing I could have done without.
For the last month and a half I have either been laid up or hobbling around in an odd chicken dance manner.
The doctor said it was severe arthritis in the knee I had shattered as a kid.
Fuck I was begging him to cut it off; he stuck his finger up my ass instead.
Didn’t help my knee one bit and he use so much freakin lube every time I farted my ass fired off like a paint gun.

He gave me this medication the helps fix the problem somewhat but leaves a hole in my stomach which I can fix with medication that makes my knee hurt….”sigh”
I didn’t want pain killers, I never do.
I want the problem solved.
If I want drugs I got a drawer full and better drugs.

If I knew breaking all these bones as a kid was going to fucken hurt this much at my age today I would have worn a little extra body armor back then instead of just a t-Shirt.
My fucken joints, specifically knee and hips because I have broken both are so loose, I woggle where others wiggle.

Inia doesn’t think I’m getting old because I fuck her like a machine.
Ha, if that were only true.
Sure I fuck her for hours but the truth is, the hips joints are so fucken gone and all the cartilage is so worn out it’s practically non existent so there are no breaks to stop with any more.
Thus when I start I can’t stop and keep going and going and going.
I want to stop but the breaks are gone.

Waving around for Inia to stop doesn’t help because she thinks I got this cowboy thing happening with the arm waving and giddy it ups a little more.
Me….me I’m gasping for air just before she bucks me onto the floor.

As I lay there wheezing for air, Inia interpreted that as, "sit on my face" which she did.
I now know why French men have long noses.
So they could breath when a woman is sitting on their face.
I’m not French.

I was getting a facial scrub with a very eager pussy and she knew I was loving it from watching my legs and arms as they were thrashing around.
Why is it you can breathe in and burp out with your mouth and you can only fart out with your ass.
Someone fucked up at the drawing board.
So yeah, loose joints can be dangerous and could lead to respiratory failure.

The doctor said take two pills a day for two weeks and stay in bed so off I went.
To the pharmacy and home to bed.
Rest and relax he said.
PFFFFFFFFFT!!
Next day I was hobbling to another doctor with my father and later that night I managed to tear all the muscles in my lower back.
HA HA HA
Yeah falling apart.

I am on a deadline here and have to get things done.
Being the only one who does anything here I started moving furniture around then decided to pick up the bar top video game.
Bad mistake.
I felt the knee bucking first then the back tried to compensate but I have fucked that up so many times without letting it heal properly it couldn’t hold it.
I could feel the muscles ripping apart and slowly lowered myself to the ground and lay across the machine on the floor.
That’s when the doorbell went off.

“FUCK OFF”!!!!!!!!!

I just lay there for a bit trying to get Frick to call 911.
He bit my face instead.
Little bastard.
I’m getting a gay cat just to fuck him up the ass.

Somehow I crawled to the couch and that’s where D2 found me when she came him with her bf whom I cad move the game to where I was taking it before I messed up my back.
I lay there for a few hours talking to Inia on the phone before deciding to make my way to bed.
On the way to the stairs I opened the door and look at Betty.
She looked down, deflated.

Grabbing her I threw her on the computer chair trying to think of what to do but…..i could tell time was running out fast.
I hobbled to the basement and tossed everything around looking for something I could use but there was nothing to me found.
Using a broken hockey stick I made my way back up the stairs where I found Betty slumped over.
That was it……….
Betty’s gone.

Some of you may remember Betty from better times.

Then



Now



There was only so much duct tape could do damn it.
Rest in pieces Betty.



Tomorrow

Coming to a neighborhood near you

The Betty



So with Betty now gone off to swallow on new horizons I am left with a void to fill.
Or should I say, needing a void to fill.
I could go back to order another Betty for $750 or I can try something different.
I mean there has to be something else.
Another style.

So I went on a search to find a replacement and I was swamped with the first search.
I mean there were selling blow up dolls by the dozen but they all had this stupid look on their face.
You know, like when the doctor sticks his hand up your ass and makes you burp.

About an hour into my search, I found her.
I mean the second I saw her, my Hellenic heritage peeked and I said “that’s her”.
I mean just looking at her you would think, she belongs to some Greek.
Plus me being Canadian, I know a nice beaver tail when I see one “wink”.
I mean she’s perfect don’t you think?



Pretty face and she looks good from both sides



Butt mostly this side is my favorite
I love ponytails.



Might take me a month to inflate it though.
The clit would be where the valve is for you to wrap your lips around and blow.



I guess if you over fill her, she'll blow out the exhaust……

Now if they were smart they’d put a pump in her pussy so you can have fun while filling her up.
Hmmmm, kinda big to hide in the closet or under the bed.
I guess I can throw a blanket over it and tell everyone it’s one of those toy ponies they sell at Wal Mart.
I wonder if they sell it at Wal Mart, they sell everything else for less.

So how much does this Grecian dream sell for?
Hmmm hmmm hmmmm
Huh?
Holy crap
Blink blink blink

$3500 and she’s only 3 feet tall?
Hell I could get a sheep for 50 that’s taller



I miss Betty………

Have a nice Day

Walker

12 Steps To Remember ©

One step to touch the Earth
Two to stand upon it
Three to explore its borders
Four to become lost in it forever

Five steps in one direction
Six in another
Seven brings you love
Eight, sadness

Nine steps to victory
Ten to defeat
Eleven in remembrance
Twelfth step brings you home

Walker

The guns are no longer silent

Lest we forget those who still are.


Walker

Warming Up ©

I’ve become a terrible blogger.
I don’t even know if I can write a post sometimes and it isn’t because I’m lacking material.
Where do I find the time with everything I have been doing?

Let me try writing a post for Last Soul to warm up.
It seems my family and friends have become even more demanding of late.
Doctors appointments
My kids wanted to have a Halloween party.
My father’s car is falling apart but he still thinks it will last
The frame is so rusty and fucked up, you slam on the brakes and the chassis stops but you have to wait for the body to stop too.

Where is the lever of life?
The handle I can pull
To slow down the world
Or jump off before I get dizzy, then go mad.

Maybe it’s to late

The clocks changed last weekend and my kids asked if that meant their party could last an extra hour.
Hmmm
Against everyone’s opinion I let my kids throw a Halloween party.
Rumors were flying around that there was going to be 60 people descending on my modest abode.

My family said they would get drunk on booze and high on drugs then trash the place.
Yeah, like I didn’t think of that but no one said I was smart and I never said I don’t gamble.
I just don’t do it all the time.
Not only did I let them have the party but I even said I would walk away 9pm., go out for three to four hours so they could have fun.
The way I see it is, one day I will have to leave them alone and if they can take care of our home against a mob of living dead then I won’t worry about them if I go away.

When did the stars start moving on by faster than the clouds?
When did the clouds first appear?
To block out the sun
To plunge the world into darkness

Maybe there were always there

Two days before Halloween I found the two girls fighting in the living room.
Frick had jumped on the arm of the chair to watch the screaming match.
They house wasn’t decorated as they wanted and nothing else was prepared.
D1 was saying she worked hard all day and didn’t have the time and D2 was yelling back that she to had to work hard at school to keep her grades up.
Frick ‘s head was bobbing back and forth between the two.
Then I made the fatal mistake.
I offered to help.
Stupid, stupid, stupid

What happened to the bumblebees?
The dragonflies
The fresh smell in the air
Nothing artificial

Maybe this is the new real

8pm Halloween night I was in the kitchen fixing up the table.
I was beat.
The night before I got to bed around 5 am.
D2 and her boyfriend, her new slave, had decorated some of the house and put up police tape all over the place especially around my bedroom door.
All my light bulbs had been replaces with black light and there was a florescent black light at the door.
When they turned that one on, it illuminated a huge “X” in the center of my hardwood floors that you can’t see in normal light.
The previous night I had made seven dips from scratch.
Guacamole, Dracula garlic dip, tzatsiki sauce, sour onion dip, Mexican cheese dip (first to disappear), cucumber dip and salsa.
Corn chips, baby carrots, chopped up celery and mushrooms for the vegans, two dozen deviled eggs and two large platters of cold cuts.
I chopped a couple of baguettes I bought into half inch slices and one half I put on the hottest salami’s I can find topped with jalapeno Havarti and a grape tomato pinning them all together.
The other half had a hard, mild salami with dill Havarti crowned with a green olive.
I rather bread than crackers
None were left.

Is the world spinning fast or are we
Are we the ones spinning our own yarn?
Tying us up in this madness
Following this stopwatch we call living

Maybe we’re too eager

One side of the table had the hot food or food for the living dead and the other had the mild for the victims.
I looked at the clock and it was 8:30 pm.
D1 finished work at none and was getting a ride home so I figured she would be here by 9:30pm but that was fine because D2 and BF were here to help, right?
Right…..
Yeah.

Standing between sunrise and sunset
Lost among the rays burning me away
Empowering me from one side
While the other sucks it all away

Maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be

With the table done I went upstairs and took a quick shower.
Later in the bedroom I strapped on my leg brace.
My left knee has been in rough shape lately with all the running around I have been doing and now had sharp pains shooting through it.
I know one day I will have to let them replace it but for now I am determined to keep all my parts together.
The knee is my curse, ever since I broke it when I was 7.
After lining up top with bottom I strap it on tight then stand up.
When is nice and tight it feels so light.
Probably because the blood supply is cut off.
As I was slipping the jeans on the doorbell went off, over and over.
I thought D2 would get it but it still kept on ringing so I went downstairs and some of the guests were already here, one carrying in two cherry cheese cakes.
Where the fuck was D2?

What happened to the green grass?
The tall trees
The skyscrapers in the forest
The ladders to heaven

Maybe they withered away

9:30pm rolls by and no D2, no D1, just Walker and fifteen people he doesn’t know and to make matters worse none of them knew each other.
It was like standing in a forest of zombies.
One guy was and looked like Bruce Lee.
It helped that he was Asian.

He was standing alone near the door looking like a doorknob.
Must have been the punk chick with the big tits that did that to him.
Trying to be a good host and represent myself among my daughter’s friends I walked over to him.
“Hi, I’m Walker you must be one of D1’s friend, I’m her father. BTW I’m not here, it’s past 9pm”?
He gave me a strange look “Yes” then he stared off towards the ceiling
“She know you from school”, I asked?
“No, from a mutual friend” then we looked up at the ceiling again.
Hmmm, I just painted I don’t know what the fuck he was looking at.
“So…………… you must feel really awkward being here with a bunch of people you don’t know”.
“Like poop in the middle of a field”.
OH, I minded my Ps and Qs, no swearing.

“Umm yes it is a little awkward”.
“Don’t worry about it, after a few drinks and some of those sandwiches on the left you will all be like old bum buddies”.

He reluctantly walked over to the table and picked up a carrot then dipped it into the cheese dip.
Then he grabbed a celery stick and went at the cheese dip again.
He looked at me and said it was good then went for more.
Just then one of D2’s friends walked into the house and straight to me and asked for D2.
I told her I didn’t know where she was.
Maybe food for the zombies
She gave me a lost look.
I asked if I could get her something to drink and she stepped back.
She was bundled up in a coat and wool winter hat tied up under her chin.
She looked really shy and scared.
I told her she could take her coat off and hang it up with the rest and she wrapped her arms around herself so no one would steal it from her.
OOOOOOOKAYYYYYY
Where’s D2?

Bruce Lee came over and asked me where I got the dips and I told him I made them.
He seems surprised then ran back to the table to fight with the rest of the guests for the cheese dip.
Just them D1 walked in followed by four more people, two cowgirls and a busty star trek medical officer.
She asked me where D2 was and I told her I didn’t know.
She walked into the kitchen and was surprised to see everyone there and all the food.
Up until then she didn’t know what I had been up to.

Leaving her in the kitchen I went to the living room where I found shy girl and Bruce staring at Bubbles and Whitie surfing the waves from my new high-powered filter.
D1 came in and walked over and introduced them to the critters I own.
“He calls that big orange one Bubbles".
“The white lobster is Whitie and those two snake like things, the big one is me, and the little one is Mini Me”.
“I’m so glad he didn’t name me”
Pffffft

Just them D2 walked through the door.
“And where were you while your friends were here” I asked her then grabbed her by the arms and dragged her into the living room where I forced her to her knees then told her friends I had a good hold on her and they could start beating on her whenever they were ready.
D2 started screaming “Yes, yes beat me, I deserve it”

D2 got up and started hugging her friends
I turned and went to the door and slid on my leather, turned and told everyone I wasn’t here and was gone.

Now all there is, is concrete
The green grass is black asphalt
The sky dark even before night
What did happen to the dragonflies?

Maybe they found the stars

As the blocks fell behind I started feeling my knee acting up again.
I had to stop once and whack it back into place to stop the sharp pain shooting through my bone.
I got to the bar and it was filling with freaks and all sorts of weird people.
There was a band playing that had Christmas tree stands on their heads.
It was a wild night at the bar with great music and lots of suds.
I sat there for three and a half hours before I saw a red headed leprechaun walk in with a nice big set of melons strapped into an outfit that was two sizes two small.
That’s when I knew it was time to go before the dam broke and people got hurt.

I paid the bartender and started walking home.
It’s one of the longest, short walks I have ever taken but after four stops I turned the corner and the sound of loud music a hundred feet away.
Hobbling down the street to the house I climbed the stairs and opened the door.

Green is green even when it’s gray
The sun shines even if we see it or not
The world is spinning out of control
Time is never on our side anymore

Maybe I need roller blades

That’s if for my Last Soul post, now to go post it.
Nice little warm up after not blogging for a bit but I will try and write up a post for here soon.

Have a nice day

Walker