Billy Mason

If I were to die in my own way I would simply fall asleep forever while side one of The Beatles “Let It Be” was playing. And if I didn’t die? Please flip the record over!

It’s dirty business. This record player is made of fire and brimstone. It’s needle is made of the tooth of SATAN!

She’s dirty and nasty and real. I think I’ll name her Rocky Stiletto. She kicked it in my ear.

I share this with you. I wish you all to hear. This!

…I’m not planning on dying. Who is? It’s just that shit can and does happen. There is very serious equipment that I work on and around sure, but the drive is the most dangerous. New circle road is so poorly designed it’s amazing commuters make it to work at all.

I know this is boring but I’m outta weed.

He loved good audio.
He loved to learn.
He loved his son.

life’s confusion ravaged his mind but it was these three things he was sure.

Mother fucker was here, dude!

The kid gets all of it.

I show my boy who he is because he is me. I know better than to erect boundaries rather I reflect his own guidance as my guidance. I learn from him myself and I’m raising myself through him. He is an equal human just as smart as he’s ever going to be only lacking experience. I feel if he is learning from me what I’m learning from him it’s a direct and self evident way of teaching him how to learn by doing everything I do. As sons do.

And I have to quit smoking cigarettes. My dad never could quit and still smokes. My brothers both smoke. Everyone I work with smokes.

But I’m learning from my son and I can not ignore him anymore. I am his student and I have got to get this.

I’ve got three cigarettes left.

Normally I don’t think about this stuff. Heather is in the front room jamming some crazy good opera and I just cleaned my pipe here in the kitchen thinking about stuff. My heart is open and I’m healing my emotional wounds. But I’ve been outta weed for a month in lieu of a urinalysis at work.

When I was at the clinic I was crammed in there with a few other people that were there for the same reason. It’s always like that. Every time I go take one.

It’s such a brutal invasion of privacy. It’s such a waste of humanity that everyone that works is subject to routine privacy invasions of the lifestyle sort, credit checks and what have you.

We all fucking know…