"a cautionary tale"
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april 9, 10, 11th
Couldn't really help but giggle like an eel when the OFFICIAL stories
of the Grand Jury extension appeared in Friday's papers, when I knew those
8 bars I NUTSILLY wrote to had recieved my "Patsy did it/there'll be an
extension" notes on WEDNESDAY.Furthur the ticking. What is it that
gives people the right and/or inclination to muck with this case more than
any other?
How could I forget...it's both the internet, AND the lack of justice
in a little girl's death.
When inmates thought I was BABBLING and lying about having heard of
JAMESON, and I dug out some old printouts of her review of one of Lance's
WROW shows. When this made it plain I COULD get a message to her, "Crazy
Larry" said he'd "do her".
"STIX" went back to INTAKE, regressed for talking to les girls in his
G.E.D. class.
On Friday night (movie was "Home Fries") I couldn't sleep and I lay
there thinking about how I'd sent off that posting about J.Horan masturbatin
that damn corpse to impress Dave Rodgers. "Damn good ghosting," I said
to myself in the dark, and in an English accent. There's SOMETHING
powerful in that cheep cheep tawdry disrespectful corpse abuse story. THe
THING is the ABILITY to put it out from HERE in this TOMB.
When inmates later arrive on les net with full force there will be
HELL to pay...because there are so MANY ridges,contours, valleys,depressions,
swrils, and reflections...so many OTHER TRUTHS behind any one person's
guilt. Perhaps we have a cautionary tale here.Neck bone connected to les
ankle bone (if I FEEL like it, it could be so; I STILL know the alarm codes
to mortuaries all over Denver/metro). If Dave Rodgers hadn't ratcheted
up my HEAT by throwing morgue logs out for amusement value,I wouldn't have
experienced the pressure which brought me to rest on these rocks
SO LONG. Wouldn't have been on les net from HERE, and wouldn't come to
weighing in my mind the PUBLICish discussion of SOMEONE ELSE's shame( les
wheels on les bus; oh,how they go round and round).
Well,I'm gonna be makin a nice stew out of cat tails (the plant, I mean)like
Hobos used to do, sooner or later in life, so why not clear the chicken
fat from my veins.
As for me,I'll be BACK again in 300 years when all those doodles and
cartoons I hid in the bottom of caskets start cropping up. Yes, that gives
me a chuckle, it really does. For now,I'd say it's time to gather up the
courage to be a bum. But I was noticing Saturday morning that my teeth
are not so yellow as it seems they could be. The lack of smoking, two years.
I am preserved en la nom du Jeezy.Existing to set a spell by the railroad
tracks and sing about spinning wheels and maybe (drunker) 'the cocks on
les corpse get yanked up and down". Aren't there any net nutz out there
who will "play" so far as to email me the answer to this question:what
are the last two words in Kafka's "Metamorphoses"?
JT Colfax
p.s. "Anderson" is the guy who shot up the Adams County Court van, and
it was he who requested to be removed from Adams County Jail.He was being
picked on, he claims.
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