"It's either immediately understood or can not be explained."

Henry Edward Fool

Emma Moonsinger

Darryl Mockridge
THE RECIDIVIST: The Never-Ending Trials of Henry Edward Fool


I was thinking out loud, delineating my most highly developed natural skills for my poor forbearing wife,
and I realized that none of them is what you would call a ‘marketable’ skill.

Briefly, I can;
using an apple, knock another apple off a tree from thirty paces,
recognize people I know or have met from the back of their heads, on the street;
recognize facial characteristics of people my wife and I both know, in people we don’t know, typically of
another race,
detect, within forty seconds, the moment at which a dog will choose to evacuate his bowels,
AND my wife tells me that I do a remarkably convincing imitation of a drunk.

I had to admit to her—as I believe I’ve already admitted to you—that none of these skills individually is
very impressive—anyone might possess one of them, or even a couple, and go unnoticed through life—
but, the unique combination of all of these skills certainly says something about me.
Buy this booklet for someone you know
who is far too intelligent to continue
nursing such a stupid habit
"Smoking is largely a mindless activity. The answer
to mindlessness is CONSCIOUS THOUGHT-- you
know, actually thinking about what you are doing."
--------------------------.                   Darryl Mockridge
for My Credentials on the matter of Quitting
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On April 12, 2015, at 2:38 in the afternoon, a 1952 Oldsmobile driven by Darryl Mockridge,
with passengers Henry Edward Fool in front and Emma Moonsinger in back, was involved in
a collision with a freight train, at a railroad crossing just outside of Delphi, Kansas. All three
persons in that car were killed.

We now know that, although the engineer of that freight train saw the car upon the tracks,
there was nothing he could do to stop the fully-loaded, 104 car long train before impact.

Darryl Mockridge was a truly unique individual whose cynical view of damn-near everything
in life will be missed.

Charles, Dark Cloud, Bellwether, publisher
Estuary Publications
Ah, Blétante, where idiocy is still called idiocy, liars
are called liars, where people who are there
illegally willingly pay for their own deportation,
where celebrities, sports stars, and politicians
gladly work under a self-imposed salary cap, where
every representative can tell you what any tax paying
citizen wants his tax dollars spent on, where no
criminal, no matter how stupid or desperate, is
stupid or desperate enough to draw a gun in public,
and all the roads are smooth as glass.