sox and saragossa

my wife...my baba...
she is kind of
beautiful
actually not kind of
she is
beautiful

i on the other hand
i am sorta shlubby lookin
basically sort of an overweight
salman rushdie
was once told i was as sexy
as a fly

lucklily by 2 male friends
whose opinions about sexiness i really didn't care so much about
but i remember it now and then

today i got dressed
i am in a sort of a lifelong
trotsåldern
go look it up

i was getting dressed....and i looked
in my sock drawer
i am aha...i will do your research for you...the word i wanted was
rebelious
i am in that kind of mood
nowadays...i refuse to sort out my sox
i just throw them in a drawer...and i pick out 2
sometimes
sometimes i try to find 2 that will go together
but not match
i refuse to wear matching sox
just as barbara and i...we do not match physically
but we match each and every other way
i want my sox to feel an inner match with each other

what the hell diff does it make that our sox match?
just another form of stress
looking for....sorting out when washing....buying new cause we lost one
screw that
am thinking of adding on to the store
selling 1 sock of all different kinds
make your own pair
if you lose one...screw it....pick out another
ok..that part wasnt so romantic....don't always use my sock philosophy when falling in love
but it works with gloves and mittens
actually..i tried it with shoes when i was a teenager...but got tired of the stares
sock philosophy fits in perfect with newly added film to the collection
thanks to kenny...my guru for the really weird stuff i am finding
i just got ahold of a used...but just as important copy of
saragossa manuscript
one of the most important films i have ever seen half of
enjoy