The Horst Marmon Dialogues: Failure, Hope, and Friendship Part I

By John Haroskiewicz and Richard Gladdys

Horst & Marmon meet on a bench in front of the park.
Marmon is whiney; over wrought and chews his nails until they bleed. Horst is a professional louse prone to rough language: miserable but gentle.
Being such close friends words are unnecessary and irrelevant, until they start spitting and hissing at each other over some perceived slight.
Both see the end of their rope and are quietly desperate for a lighting strike of good fortune.

• Language: English
• Publisher: John Haroskiewicz
• Release date: Jan 21, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310173011

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The

Horst Marmon Dialogues:

Failure, Hope, and Friendship

Part I

By

John Haroskiewicz

&

Richard Gladdys

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2014 John Haroskiewicz & Richard Gladdys

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The

Horst Marmon Dialogues:

Failure, Hope, and Friendship

Part I

Marmon & Horst meet on a bench in front of the park, nary a word they speak to each other.

Marmon is a whiney over wrought kindly shit bag. Horst is a professional louse; miserable but gentle.

Being such close friends words are unnecessary and irrelevant, until they start spitting and hissing at each other over some perceived slight.

Both see the end of their rope and are quietly desperate for a lighting strike.

Marmon:

Hey OK. I had a little depressive session so the family took away the Valium and Prozac. Hmm, this should be a fun run. I'm naked in a world of thorns. Got to be careful. I was going to head out your way; you know, just disappear. But she was nice to me and said we can get some help. We shall see. How you doing?

Life is like a bag of gourmet jellybeans: you got to eat them one at a time or you wasted money. Praise Him.

I watched The Apostle with Robert Duval last night, amazing.

Horst:

Pills will blind you,

Booze will make you mean,

Nothing worse than mean old blind men,

When you get a chance, take it.

Don't screw it up

His hand is guiding you both with compassion and strength.

Louse sez: flavored jellybeans should be banned from the earth, it's artificial crap; to fool the fools.

Marmon:

Louse is genius today. I can't blame a doctor. The supposed Good Health drugs did nothing. So I stop taking them, get though the withdrawal and move forward. I should have known that it was the devils candy. Praise Him!

This louse says; I need a bag of good bud.

Horst:

Morning louse sez: not even that, distract yourself with discipline, concentration and wisdom

Marmon:

Good dose of Buddha Dharma.

Horst:

Everybody needs a dose every once in a while.

Go pick weeds in your pajamas like I did this morning; cleaned the humming bird feeders to.

Marmon:

Good stuff. We just went to the recycling part of the dump and took a walk, not among the garbage. Virtue

A marching band goes by and the thoughts are interrupted.

Horst:

Louse sez: nothin' like a dump run to start the healing.

Marmon:

Yes. We have a pay as you throw system where you buy a 30-gallon bag each. So we recycle more. Praise Him, each bottle is a nickel I hope goes to buying fresh beer. Had a Kampuchea earlier and a naked juice drink. Went to BJ's. You got BJ's?

Horst:

Yes we do, never been inside one though.

Had a 5 Guys double & kid fries yesterday, and met Sandi and her mom at Chipotle. Came home today and took every left over tomato and onion, fish stock, can of clams and linguini and cooked myself lunch.

m m m good!

Cook more; use only the ingredients you have in the house. Challenge yous self's.

Marmon:

Always have yogurt and granola. I cut the beer. Kale is good fried with olive oil and onion, some cat meat, whatever you got in the fridge.

Horst:

Louse sez: cut the beer? Have a half at full strength.

Yogurt and granola is the root cause of your trouble; the one constant thing you never stop doing.

I stopped eating bacon and Pillsbury biscuits, and look where I am today.

Eat for health not for pleasure, and old Jew at White's deli told us once.

He came over to the late great Laura M and me, said we made a handsome couple but I was a little too tall for her, some couple he's was right.

What would Georges say? "The shit bag is repeating the dark side of Apex.

Rely on instincts a bit more don't over think it"

I can channel Georges now and Mengele. What a pair!

Marmon:

I'd like to hear them have a conversation. Two nice guys that like the human body.

Horst:

Translator is on vacation

Marmon:

Even I need one for myself today, just a little withdrawal.

Horst:

Louse sez: by the wounds of Christ! Get on with your life; stop whining about it

Marmon:

I am. It's a good day. Praise Him. I'm not whining, you Mexican wannabe louse. Carpe Diem.

Horst:

Just checking shit bag

Marmon;

Rain, makes it kind of nice. Plus I did mow the lawn. Hope you are OK.

Horst:

Got the gutter fixed, junk hauled away, renewed driver license, just having a simple accomplished day even at work

Now if I could get a hair cut and the rest of the week off it would be nirvana.

Marmon:

Make it happen; you are on a roll. I enjoy a good manic attack, when needed.

Horst:

No haircut until Friday, heaven can wait.

Took some thumb skin off while grading the garlic over the saucepan, added flavor.

Marmon:

Summer cold, not feeling well; decisions and guilt feelings. Oh well. Praise Him! In His Hands!

Horst:

Louse sez: geta transistor battery and touch it on your tongue once every other hour for 1day.

That should snap you out of it.

Marmon:

I'm already using 220. I'll get down to the battery. Good Advise. Praise Him.

Horst:

It's easier and portable to.

His hand guides you.

Marmon:

So true, it's a new day. Carpe