It’s amazing how history repeats. The soldier found a local fight club and has contacted them to join. This is from their website:

“Talk sh*t to us and you better be able to back it up, because you know we’ll fight you.”

and

“You better be able to fight or we’re going to beat your ass.”

Reading aloud, the soldier looked to be in a state of nirvana.
Continue reading Voice Of Mars: History Repeats -The Soldier Joins A Fight Club

The soldier and I watched La Bamba this weekend, a movie I have never seen for some reason. It was striking because the guy who plays Ritchie Valens brother in the movie looks astonishingly similar to the soldier’s old friend, Speedy and acts like his to some extent as well. Then there is the love story of course.

The soldier wound up singing “Oh, Donna” to me all weekend, substituting my name for hers which was both embarrassing and amusing and we talked a lot about men in love… some of these conversations are coming up.

It’s very heartening to hear from a man’s man about men loving women. Turns out they really do love us a lot of time, too bad we don’t register this as well as we might. Because if I had any doubt about what he was saying when I went looking for the song on youtube, I found one man after another after another after another of all sizes, shapes and colors singing this torchy song so apparently they can relate.


Are you aware of men loving women or does it seem otherwise to you?

You get a feel for the soldier’s Venus Saturn contact here as well..

“You have an advantage,” the soldier said when we were 80% through our weekend brawl.

“What?”

“All my friends are dead,” he said. ‘Where are my friends, huh?”

I laughed because of the look on his face. “They’re dead,” I said. “Your friends are dead.”

“Hell yes, they’re dead. If Speedy was sitting right here, what would he say?” he asked.

“Well?”

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“I’d have some things to say to him,” the soldier said.

“Yeah? I bet you have some things to say to me too” I said egging him on.

“P, I can’t say anything to you. You’re my girlfriend! But if you weren’t, then yeah. I’d have some things to say. I’d have punched your lights out long ago.”

I stared.

“Yeah, if you were Speedy I’d have punched you on day one.”

“No kidding.”

“Hell yes, the stuff you say? I’d have punched your lights right out.”

I snorted. We’re beginning to make up, see. And by the way, he does not have cancer and my blood is excellent. So if you like us, hooray and if not… well we’re not going anywhere. We’re like these two fixtures.

“Look I don’t like him,” I said regarding some young guy trucker who had attached to the soldier like a baby on a nipple yesterday. “I can hear him and he’s rude.”

“Well P, this is New York. When have you ever heard someone from New York say please?”

“Plenty of New Yorkers are polite. Matter of fact most New Yorkers I have ever met have been polite. That guy is a JERK!”

“Speedy Gonzales never said please,” he said, referencing the enigma that is Speedy. “I use to have to bust his chops for it. Rude New Yorker.”

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Mars with Saturn? I suppose so. I was talking to the soldier yesterday…

‘Yeah, an old pal showed up on my blog. This always happens. I write about someone and then they show up. It’s happened again and again. I am waiting for Speedy.”

“Speedy?”

“Yeah. When is Speedy going to show up? I’ve been writing about him enough lately.”

(swearing below the break)

Continue reading The Soldier And P – Unapologetic Territorial Dogs

The soldier and I are always having these strange happenings. We have collisions of various sorts. We also have near misses and don’t necessarily know it when it happens. On the phone the other night…

“Where are you?”

“Youngstown.”

“Yeah? That’s where Boom Boom Mancini is from,’ I said.

“Yeah? He’s from here?”

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Let’s face it. People have chemistry and it takes any form…

“I’m going to a place called, Speedy’s,” the soldier said.

“Oh yeah. Oh, that’s good, you can think about your pal, Speedy. How come you don’t get a hold of him anyway?”

He said he lost track of him 25 years ago.

“Well what’s his real name?”

“Roberto Gonzales. Gotta be a million of them.”

‘Yeah, that’s impossible. But I did like that guy.” Continue reading Voice Of Mars: Tribute To The Enigma, “Speedy” – Mars Square Saturn

“Yeah, well I’ve never seen you fight,” I said to the soldier.

“I know.”

“You invited me, do you remember? When you used to fight Speedy. You guys beat the hell out of each other with bare knuckles.

“I know. I loved doing that.”

“Yeah, well you invited me to come watch those fights but I didn’t consider it for a nanosecond. I hope I never see you fight. Ever! Matter of fact if you ever get in a fight and I’m around?”

“Yeah?” Continue reading Mercury in Aries vs Mercury in Libra: Fight? You Must Mean Choreography…

“Well it was no big deal to give you the bike. Seems the least I could do to thank you for saving my life.”

“I never saved your life,” I said.

“Yes you did. More than once,” he said.

“I don’t remember that. Not only do I not remember saving your life, I don’t remember you life ever being in danger! When was your life ever in danger?”

He reminded me the circumstance. It’s ugly. Continue reading The Soldier and P – Part 21: You Saved My Life. Huh? I Think I Was Otherwise Motivated…