it is real time. but i guess it depends on how fast i can type or even what my message is.

everyday this younger pup i work with askes me how i am doing, and i everyday like clockwork i ask him why he asks questions he knows the answer to and doesn’t want the answer to.

we laugh about it.

talk about football.

oh me!

oh my!

you’ve seen this before.

it’s my power point presentation. you can hear the typewriter sound effect banging out my headlines and spinning transitions – photos: cars torn to metal bits – streaming confetti blasts of egress.

oh me!

oh my!

im not gonna have to change my underwear, son, im talking my whole fucking wardrobe here.

la-la.

i’ll fuck you when your dead.

we laugh about it.

talk about football.