Out of the blue. Wow, it’s Monday. Hope you had a great weekend. Got an offer. They wanted to recruit me to do the voice of “Dr. Now”, but I just didn’t want to do it. I’m retired. I barely make time to occasionally write in my journal.
Lionheart’s secretary was Rose Delmato. She once told Mike Rogers that he looked like a young Harrison Ford. He never forgot about it. “A good Ford,” she said. Buck has gone on to do porn and re-enact Star Wars scenes in bed.
I took a quick trip this weekend on “business” — returning Mike’s scarf. He’d bought it last winter, expensive wool, the kind you love just because it’s flashy. Lost it on set during a shoot, which, in Mike’s line of work, meant somewhere between bright lights and easy money.
I’d found it months ago in the closet.
When I handed it back, Mike Rogers grinned, wrapping it around his neck, ready to fuck. “This thing’s seen more action than ‘Big Dig’ Nick,” he said. “And, I still get paid more.” And, he was right.
I didn’t argue. Some things, like scarves and reputations, have a way of finding their way back to the biggest dick.
I couldn’t help but wonder why Mike wasn’t in on reopening Buck Burgers in Montreal. The porn scene wasn’t what it used to be. Sure, he made more than Nick, but he was living on scraps.
The weekend was heavy. It wasn’t just my trip to Montreal to return Mike’s scarf. I learned that my son won’t play for the Brewington Buckaroos next season. But sometimes the best way to reset is to drive right into business news, no matter how retired you are. Buck News delivers every time. My top songs for the day were straight out of the Technossance Magazine.
Top 5 Songs for May 4th, 2026:
- “Ora Pro Nobis Lucifer” by Behemoth ‧ 2014.
- “Hail To The King” by Avenged Sevenfold ‧ 2013.
- “Salt The Wound” by Exodus, Featuring Kirk Hammett ‧ 2014.
- “Goddamn Electric” by Pantera ‧ 2000.
- “Into The Infinity Of Thoughts” by Emperor ‧ 1994.
In retirement, I’ve found pleasure in revisiting my coin collection. Something is grounding about spreading them out, turning each piece over in my hands, and remembering where it came from or how long I’ve had it. It’s more than just a hobby nowadays — it feels like a conversation with time, a way to slow things down and appreciate the details I used to overlook.
Some of the coins carry real history, worn edges, and faded stamps hinting at the journeys they’ve taken long before they reached me. The pennies, especially, stand out. There’s a charm to them — simple, humble, and often overlooked, but each one feels like a small artifact, a simple reminder that even the most ordinary things can hold stories worth keeping.
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