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But I suppose if thought about, I need you, to dump my bad thoughts on. Need someone. Need people of the same ilk perhaps. A thorough dressing down - we need each other. I feel so much better now. If I gave my Whatnot to him and he gave his to me, what is it - a swap meet ?
In Irish winds and gray-squalling skies, Whatnot was a greater possibility, feeling-like potentially-almost in each instance, the perfect balance between either-way, the Whatnot with its extreme inconvenience, embarrassment and possible irrevocable harm, or the Whatwas as exhilarating, adrenalin pumping - I-do and love it. From Limerick it was onto Croom, Rath Luirc, Mallow, down to Cork, where I headed from the south, back-west in any number of days, to Youghal. This was the south of south-Ireland.
Call Whatnot something that gives accountability, checks and balances, systems of parallel comparatives; fix it as a context. How am I to know the difference ? Cause - the problem is bad things happen. And since you are now the keeper of the realm - what's this all about ? I make bad things - not happen. I ride through the realm of bad things Whatnot and anything. I go to-it apparently. Only way to get anywhere. You got to go into it, the possibility of Whatnot. Pretty safe sitting home like no-place. One must have a certain optimism, a devil-may-care attitude, as was the now extinct expression.
Devil-may-care but I don't. Now that's arrogance. Is no-one that arrogant anymore ? Whatnot may care but I don't. Catch me if you can. I hated to be caught and was usually the last one.
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