LSR Notes: 12/1/20

4:15 PM

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11:00 AM

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9:22 AM

There are so many things I can be now …

I can be a pirate, sailing the seas of the Puget Sound. In search of booty and gold and more booty … and more gold …

I can be a sky-admiral, with a giant dirigible, traveling at unreasonable speeds at very high altitudes … dropping crowbars on scum bags … leaving a trail of forgotten poetry.

I can be a hit man, named “Sad Ned” … Sad Ned goes around, getting hits on fucked up old gamblers who murdered the wrong frenchie …

I can become the emperor of B’LOOT … with the power to control tigers and bear-tigers … I can have 300 wives and 50 hobo fireworks chieftains … and all will wear codpieces made of burlap and silver …

I can make golem from the mud of the Duwamish, fashioning toxic men of evil intent out of the toxic shit left behind by men and women of evil intent. I can order these golem to take out my enemies, to set fire to the wicked, to chase the evil spirits from Seattle for all time …

The sky is wide open man …

I can be anything now.

Isn’t that great?