I keep meaning to do this, folks. But it is now finally freewrite time. I am writing straight off the top of my skull and the fingers aren't stopping. I am at work, so I may get interrupted. It might not be a true freewrite, but it is free enough. So the other day I went to a seafood restaurant and they had liscense plates covering the walls. To the left of a Florida plate was a Tennessee plate. The county was Cocke. Cocke county. Maybe the guy it is named after should have recommended his first name be used in naming the county. Robert County. William County. Todd County. Lucious County. Harry County. It would have been better than Cocke county. Then I ate my seafood and left. But I was actually already leaving the restaurant when I saw the plate. Then again on the way out, I saw a sign that said "Save a tourist, eat a gator" What was my first response to that? "Save a gator , eat a tourist"? No, it was something else but I can't really remember. "Endanger tourists, breed gators"? Maybe that was it. Either way, what a bullshit line. It can go three ways, the gator is in our backyard, we are in the gator's backyard, or we are to co-inhabit the same space. I like the last one. If a gator eats your baby, you should have kept your baby away from the gator's mouth. That's a smilin' gator.
part b:
I just sat in my car during lunch and ate some trail mix. decided to come back in and do another free write. I listen to the classical music on NPR a lot on my....DAMN, interrupted at work....anyways, I really like the choral stuff. I sit there and stare off into the sky and that choral music makes you feel part of everything. Then you look back at the building you work in, and realize it is all b.s. Why do we waste so much of our lives on something we don't believe in? Are you helping people at your job? Are you giving back to this community we call humanity/earth/planet earth/love? If not, it would be good to question your shit. Don't slave your life away for the almighty dollar. Go listen to some classical music on NPR. This has been another free write from Wes. [I guess you could call them rants, but a rant can be edited..eh? These free writes are ...free writing.]

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