A TALE OF THOSE TWO ROOMMATES

unhealthy..dan says..the healthiest man in the universe, upon autopsy, cross fingers, actually, scratch that, i'm french*. ..;his lungs were pink..dan was drunk, dan was pink with thought, he was existential, or was he DADA.,.was i just a tired couch laying irony on the ironing board of drunk life. was this an alex gray session, was this a small swedish restaurant psychedelic conference at a small public back room in a cafe at the end of the turn of the century? and the new millenium? was this post traumatic New York Disorder? The healthiest human in the universe smoked all of his life on his macrobiotic diet. Why? in one reality Dan cased, for this wordology topic, a mann tripeful of word-plays with a case of red wine. It appeared, he played with temporarily, to pass by like a placebo-mosquito modifier, hints here and there, as when a novel is caught by the wind on a sandy beach, and the pages flits back n forth, and the minds eye catches them anyway, being so far away from philadelphia and all that, and needing, oh so needing spf, as, he swiftly adjusts with a downward swift stroke to, in the fancied air, Americans have a problem, fetishising the body and the possibly empty neurotic rituals such as vitamins- E, K, Zinc, Fibre, diets, healthy food (macro-biotics). Changing his arm of thought, starting from wrist, extending to the elbow, and slumbing off a turn of the neck lazily from the hread, as he shifted in his seat to talk about his smoking study, "I don't care of bad lungs..i don't want to be found alive at 75 or 80 with healthy lungs, let them be corroded. " I warily nodded, ofcourse; being that it appeared that all thoughts related to the demise of me/my personal;ity. I'm sitting in front of Satan, i thought, the nemesis, the confusion of my days, i need the emerghency american eagle scout to jump in and punch in the face, so he can be out of the picture, so i can bathe myself in sleep on the couch, with the window allowing a modicum of fresh air to breeze in just enough so to slightly fix the balance in am rising to secure that only healthy results can concur after my 100% morning intoxicating ritual, usually starting and ending with hawking. "phlegm..." he continued on with saying, "is apparently what the germ of disease and sickness and (cancer) needs to attach to in order for someone to get "sick." Then we switched to cancer, as he took a drag. A healthy attitude is what one needs, or not to care i mean to say. Fuck american's. Puff Puff. The oldest civilians in the world; the Japanese..(not chinese..chinese food is poison) the Italians, Swiss, French..I really don't recall...all do whatever the fuck they feeeel like. And I suppose that has nothing to do with California -based new aged principles of whole body/ whole mind/whole particle regeneration? Life regeneration. Partly "partly", he retorts. "Oh...okay." TRhen what's the other part, Dan? "um...""eh-heh..."The french use a cuisine full of the mostn bunhealthiest of ingredients,,,a french diet...is whatever tastes good.."Tonite ce la vie..i am a french bourgeoise elite..mua"But the french's diet is like this every day...tripe, cod liver and oil, butter, cream, salt, sugar, fat, meat, intestines, frogs legs and calf eyeballs...lemons wedged in a pig, the bladder of a baby cow, a pheasant. (same with the japanese..."squid" "battered in cream and egg...flavored sauce." i thought..even MSG if they felt. Really. No, not really, and he laughed out loud to himself, and took a swig of his 10th cigerette required for the study. He looked at the cigerette as the example the whole time. I'm not used to 10 a day, he says. All this talk is making me hungry for a cigerette i said. Really? Do you want one? I nodded, yes. And he tossed one over. A marlboro light, which yasted less poisony and lasted longer without extinguishing compared to nasty camel cigerettes. I really wish i could just smoke straight tobacco. Ysee...the real killer is stress. Which causes high blood pressure. When they evaluated me, they were quite surprised. I had absolutely no signs of high blood pressure. I am basically healthy. (well...he didn't say this.) But insinuated all the phalacies to the maladies comprised and homed off to death college in Park USA of the American Environment called US. Well, most of us. Well, me and the Philly crew. I'm stressed, i have stressers; am i wrong to be making this movie, is that unnatural, Dan. No, thast's your life. Oh cool! I smiled, and laughed at my personal success in kicking life's ass, that's me! We gazed off in the distance, but i said i was reallly tired...i mumbled anyway,,sorry..and i'd like to rewrite the story and the next one too. (this has been a conclusion of part one) (Part 2 will introduce Nevins entrance into the now quiet house, as Dan fell asleep. And strangely pick up where Dan had left off. Recapping Dans story a bit, and introducing Nevin first with alliterating here the remainder of the story telling by Dan for me, that i had excluded as too much content for one part in the first segment of the story, being the one you have finished reading here.
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unhealthy..dan says..the healthiest man in the universe, upon autopsy, cross fingers, actually, scratch that, i'm french*. ..;his lungs were pink..dan was drunk, dan was pink with thought, he was existential, or was he DADA.,.was i just a tired couch laying irony on the ironing board of drunk life. was this an alex gray session, was this a small swedish restaurant psychedelic conference at a small public back room in a cafe at the end of the turn of the century? and the new millenium? was this post traumatic New York Disorder? The healthiest human in the universe smoked all of his life on his macrobiotic diet. Why? in one reality Dan cased, for this wordology topic, a mann tripeful of word-plays with a case of red wine. It appeared, he played with temporarily, to pass by like a placebo-mosquito modifier, hints here and there, as when a novel is caught by the wind on a sandy beach, and the pages flits back n forth, and the minds eye catches them anyway, being so far away from philadelphia and all that, and needing, oh so needing spf, as, he swiftly adjusts with a downward swift stroke to, in the fancied air, Americans have a problem, fetishising the body and the possibly empty neurotic rituals such as vitamins- E, K, Zinc, Fibre, diets, healthy food (macro-biotics). Changing his arm of thought, starting from wrist, extending to the elbow, and slumbing off a turn of the neck lazily from the hread, as he shifted in his seat to talk about his smoking study, "I don't care of bad lungs..i don't want to be found alive at 75 or 80 with healthy lungs, let them be corroded. " I warily nodded, ofcourse; being that it appeared that all thoughts related to the demise of me/my personal;ity. I'm sitting in front of Satan, i thought, the nemesis, the confusion of my days, i need the emerghency american eagle scout to jump in and punch in the face, so he can be out of the picture, so i can bathe myself in sleep on the couch, with the window allowing a modicum of fresh air to breeze in just enough so to slightly fix the balance in am rising to secure that only healthy results can concur after my 100% morning intoxicating ritual, usually starting and ending with hawking. "phlegm..." he continued on with saying, "is apparently what the germ of disease and sickness and (cancer) needs to attach to in order for someone to get "sick." Then we switched to cancer, as he took a drag. A healthy attitude is what one needs, or not to care i mean to say. Fuck american's. Puff Puff. The oldest civilians in the world; the Japanese..(not chinese..chinese food is poison) the Italians, Swiss, French..I really don't recall...all do whatever the fuck they feeeel like. And I suppose that has nothing to do with California -based new aged principles of whole body/ whole mind/whole particle regeneration? Life regeneration. Partly "partly", he retorts. "Oh...okay." TRhen what's the other part, Dan? "um...""eh-heh..."The french use a cuisine full of the mostn bunhealthiest of ingredients,,,a french diet...is whatever tastes good.."Tonite ce la vie..i am a french bourgeoise elite..mua"
But the french's diet is like this every day...tripe, cod liver and oil, butter, cream, salt, sugar, fat, meat, intestines, frogs legs and calf
eyeballs...lemons wedged in a pig, the bladder of a baby cow, a pheasant. (same with the japanese..."squid" "battered in cream and egg...flavored sauce." i thought..even MSG if they felt. Really. No, not really, and he laughed out loud to himself, and took a swig of his 10th cigerette required for the study. He looked at the cigerette as the example the whole time. I'm not used to 10 a day, he says. All this talk is making me hungry for a cigerette i said. Really? Do you want one? I nodded, yes. And he tossed one over. A marlboro light, which yasted less poisony and lasted longer without extinguishing compared to nasty camel cigerettes. I really wish i could just smoke straight tobacco. Ysee...the real killer is stress. Which causes high blood pressure. When they evaluated me, they were quite surprised. I had absolutely no signs of high blood pressure. I am basically healthy. (well...he didn't say this.) But insinuated all the phalacies to the maladies comprised and homed off to death college in Park USA of the American Environment called US. Well, most of us. Well, me and the Philly crew. I'm stressed, i have stressers; am i wrong to be making this movie, is that unnatural, Dan. No, thast's your life. Oh cool! I smiled, and laughed at my personal success in kicking life's ass, that's me! We gazed off in the distance, but i said i was reallly tired...i mumbled anyway,,sorry..and i'd like to rewrite the story and the next one too. (this has been a conclusion of part one) (Part 2 will introduce Nevins entrance into the now quiet house, as Dan fell asleep. And strangely pick up where Dan had left off. Recapping Dans story a bit, and introducing Nevin first with alliterating here the remainder of the story telling by Dan for me, that i had excluded as too much content for one part in the first segment of the story, being the one you have finished reading here.
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