Bride of Frankenstein
It’s pissing rain outside, I’m in a funk. My face eased up momentarily. I’m on the edge, of pins and needles in my face
hoping the nerve doesn’t spark more. It was gripping pain all night. I managed to calm it since I awoke. I perceive it
must be gravity, reaction to how grave a situation I’m experiencing. I should be happy, but I’m feeling pretty beat up.
Rainy Thursday Blues - REality B-movies
Nardo is off to see the dentist to clean his teeth from all the garbage he eats. I’m at my local coffee shop hiding from the world after dropping GF at the salon for the day. He treats everything he does like a mission, like the Sargent who yells orders at other players on X-box. When he fucks up, he mutters to himself. When he returned last night from the disability housing meeting, he made a mess in the kitchen went to his bedroom and passed out, probably from drinking, left a pile of shit in the sink and dosed off, never to be seen again. GF came home, she didn’t say anything. She just persists and cleans up when he doesn’t. We don't condemn the monster for being who he is.
What do I want? fulfilment? revenge? Last night GF and I were discussing Nardo and when we can expect him to fuck off, literally, completely. She is ragged with worry over him, as a mother should. She began telling me how I am like part of her family and I’ve been so good to her and her son. She sees parallels in character between him and me, when he is himself, whatever that is. I asked her if she would explain this to Nardo. The last time he and I had words was when she was away at her daughter’s for the birth of her second grandson. Nardo told me I don’t belong there. That this is his family, he belongs here, and I should leave. He said I don't know who I am. He said he knows who he is. Really? He said he wants to kill me again, (what else is new? Poor deluded bastard and father hater). I told him then that I think I’ve earned the right to live here and he’s the one who should start packing his bags and look for a new place to sleep, if he can't find a different perspective on all this. He reminded that he is pretty fucked up and I should be tolerant of him/her. I told GF that when he threatens me like that I’m prepared to take his head to the wall. I know he’s sick, but in the moment when he makes threats like that, I have no way of knowing how serious it is. So I’m ready to deck him, but I step back and take other measures to deal with it. I then phoned GF and fetched her from her family vacation, and she immediately began taking measures to find help for his delirium. He is not himself. Maybe he’s his other alter ego, Nardella, the wicked witch. She’s going to eat your children. He thinks he's queer, should never have been born a man, needs to become a woman, only hasn't got a clue what the fuck a woman is. He's been getting coaching from GF. If this persists, I'm going to refer her as Coachella. Makeup, trashy dresses, fucked up haircuts. It's all in the muse. He really needs a psychiatrist to sort out his mess. He is now in denial about everything, which means he's running scared, and could just do something stupid, so I got me eye on him. Queer isn't the word. Messed up is closer to the truth.
Queer is, by definition, whatever is in opposition to the norm, dominant, legitimate. It seemeth me, Nardo has this going on in spades! First he is Frankenstein, then he is his own bride... as I said before, legend in his own mind.
The Queer Tragedy of BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN
Nardella the innocuous bitch, who like the Bride of Frankenstein, will be made of parts from her previous host Nardo. What kind of monster movie is this?
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hoping the nerve doesn’t spark more. It was gripping pain all night. I managed to calm it since I awoke. I perceive it
must be gravity, reaction to how grave a situation I’m experiencing. I should be happy, but I’m feeling pretty beat up.
Rainy Thursday Blues - REality B-movies
Nardo is off to see the dentist to clean his teeth from all the garbage he eats. I’m at my local coffee shop hiding from the world after dropping GF at the salon for the day. He treats everything he does like a mission, like the Sargent who yells orders at other players on X-box. When he fucks up, he mutters to himself. When he returned last night from the disability housing meeting, he made a mess in the kitchen went to his bedroom and passed out, probably from drinking, left a pile of shit in the sink and dosed off, never to be seen again. GF came home, she didn’t say anything. She just persists and cleans up when he doesn’t. We don't condemn the monster for being who he is.
What do I want? fulfilment? revenge? Last night GF and I were discussing Nardo and when we can expect him to fuck off, literally, completely. She is ragged with worry over him, as a mother should. She began telling me how I am like part of her family and I’ve been so good to her and her son. She sees parallels in character between him and me, when he is himself, whatever that is. I asked her if she would explain this to Nardo. The last time he and I had words was when she was away at her daughter’s for the birth of her second grandson. Nardo told me I don’t belong there. That this is his family, he belongs here, and I should leave. He said I don't know who I am. He said he knows who he is. Really? He said he wants to kill me again, (what else is new? Poor deluded bastard and father hater). I told him then that I think I’ve earned the right to live here and he’s the one who should start packing his bags and look for a new place to sleep, if he can't find a different perspective on all this. He reminded that he is pretty fucked up and I should be tolerant of him/her. I told GF that when he threatens me like that I’m prepared to take his head to the wall. I know he’s sick, but in the moment when he makes threats like that, I have no way of knowing how serious it is. So I’m ready to deck him, but I step back and take other measures to deal with it. I then phoned GF and fetched her from her family vacation, and she immediately began taking measures to find help for his delirium. He is not himself. Maybe he’s his other alter ego, Nardella, the wicked witch. She’s going to eat your children. He thinks he's queer, should never have been born a man, needs to become a woman, only hasn't got a clue what the fuck a woman is. He's been getting coaching from GF. If this persists, I'm going to refer her as Coachella. Makeup, trashy dresses, fucked up haircuts. It's all in the muse. He really needs a psychiatrist to sort out his mess. He is now in denial about everything, which means he's running scared, and could just do something stupid, so I got me eye on him. Queer isn't the word. Messed up is closer to the truth.
Queer is, by definition, whatever is in opposition to the norm, dominant, legitimate. It seemeth me, Nardo has this going on in spades! First he is Frankenstein, then he is his own bride... as I said before, legend in his own mind.
The Queer Tragedy of BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN
Click to viewNardella the innocuous bitch, who like the Bride of Frankenstein, will be made of parts from her previous host Nardo. What kind of monster movie is this?
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