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 'TROPICAL FISH' NAMES 'SIAMESE FIGHTING FISH'  'OSCARS' AND SO ON..

WHOEVER 'JEWELS PROGRAMMED' JEFF  PROBABLY HAD A TANK IN THEIR OFFICE..AND AS THE HYPNOSIS INTENSIFIED..JEFF WHO WANTED AN 'OSCAR' SAT HALF STONED STARING AT THE 'ASTRONOTUS'

[THE LATIN NAME FOR THE FISH IN THE TANK] AS HE DRIFTED INTO 

UNCONSCIOUSNESS...HIS 'COMPLEXES' BEGAN TO TAKE NEW 'FORM'...

CHARACTERS APPEARED LIKE PHANTOMS, 'FIRE FISH' 'SWORDTAILS' 

'CHERRY BARBS'.....EVEN 'FIGURE EIGHT PUFFER FISH'..

.......AND  'SCISSORTAILS'...SCISSORS IS STREET FOR CANNABIS.as is 'Joker'...'Smoke-a-Bowl'.......and 'Jay'...

HE REMEMBERED HIS ADOLESCENCE AND THE COASTAL 'SCENE' NEWLY MADE POPULAR BY SURF BANDS SUCH AS THE 'BEACH BOYS' AND SLOWLY HE DRIFTED OFF INTO HIS MEMORY...TRIPS ON THE 'ARGONAUT'

HIS DAD'S BOAT WHICH THE FAMILY COULD USE ON WEEKENDS..TRIPS INLAND TO MOTORCYCLE TRACKS AND OFF ROAD COURSES..TRIPS TO FIRING RANGES TO SHOOT THE PISTOL THAT BURGESS MEREDITH THE FORMER US ARMY CAPTAIN 'TURNED ACTOR' HAD LOANED TO HIS FATHER ALL BEGAN TO COAGULATE IN HIS TROUBLED MIND AND THEN IT CAME TO HIM LIKE  SMACK IN THE MOUTH..THE MEMORY HE HATED MOST..THE RUNNING THROUGH THE SAND DUNES UNTIL HIS LEGS FELT LIKE THEY WERE MADE OF LEAD 

THE CARRYING HEAVY BAGS FULL OF THE ACCURSED WET SAND ABOVE HIS HEAD INTO THE SEA UNTIL THE WAVES THREATENED TO PUMMEL HIS BODY AND DROWN HIM- THE NON STOP SHOUTING OF HIS TRAINER MORE DUNES MORE RUNNING MORE FLOUNDERING IN THE CRASHING SURF UNTIL EXHAUSTED HE FELL 

ONLY TO BE DRAGGED UP AGAIN AND TOLD TO CARRY ON HALF STAGGERING DOWN THE SHORELINE 

YES HE WOULD DO WHATEVER IT TOOK TO BECOME AN LA RAM FOOTBALL PLAYER. BUT THEN CAME THE ACCIDENT AND HIS DREAMS AND EFFORTS WOULD PROVE UNTENABLE- SUCH A STUPID QUIRK OF FATE- SUCH A TRAGIC WASTE -THE PILLS THE GUY TOLD HIM WOULD ENHANCE WERE IN AN UNMARKED CONTAINER-NO GOVERNMENT WARNING TO ADVISE-THE PILLS WERE PRESCRIPTION MEDS FOR ADHD

AND AS EVERYONE KNOWS YOU SHOULD NEVER MIX MEDS , BUT JEFF PASSED OVER THE BAG OF WEED IN EXCHANGE AND SWALLOWED THE BLUE MEANIES..HE AWOKE IN A HOSPITAL BED  DAZED AND CONFUSED

AND TRIED WITHOUT SUCCESS TO MOVE HIS LIMBS..HIS FOOTBALL CAREER THAT HELD SUCH PROMISE -WAS OVER..THE CAR CRASH THAT HOSPITALIZED HIM HAD BEEN HIS FAULT- HE KNEW HE WAS MILDLY EPILEPTIC BUT WOULD NOT GIVE UP HIS BELOVED  PORSCHE WHICH NOW SAT FORLORNLY IN A BREAKERS YARD SMASHED BEYOND REPAIR-HE HAD BLACKED OUT BEHIND THE WHEEL BEFORE THE CAR PLOUGHED INTO THE BEACHSIDE SURFERS -AMAZINGLY NO ONE WAS INJURED EXCEPT JEFF , WHO WAS NOW BEING TOLD BY A CONCERNED DOCTOR THAT THE SURF BOARD THAT HAD IMPALED HIM HAD LED TO A CRIPPLING INJURY TO HIS BUTTOCKS AND THE AGONIZING  PAINFUL SPLIT OF HIS SCROTUM HAD NOT FULLY HEALED WHICH LED TO THE LOSS OF A TESTICLE-JEFF WAS NOW A ONE BALLED FAILURE WHO WOULD NEVER BECOME A SUPERSTAR...

TINY PIECES- MICRO STRANDS  OF THE FIBREGLASS BOARD WOULD REMAIN IRRITATING THE LINING IN HIS RECTUM FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE..AN ITCH HE COULD NEVER SCRATCH..JEFF LOOKED UP AT THE DOCTOR BUT WAS UNABLE TO SPEAK-HIS JAWS HAD BEEN WIRED SHUT..IT WOULD BE MONTHS BEFORE HE WAS WELL ENOUGH TO LEAVE THE HOSPITAL...LONG MONTHS THAT DRAGGED BY SLOWLY UNTIL THE DAY, AGAINST ALL ODDS AND NOW FITTED WITH A COLOSTOMY BAG  BUT UNABLE TO SMELL THE FOUL LEAKAGE THAT SOMETIMES SEEPED ONTO HIS SKIN..BECAUSE OF THE RHINOPLASTY ON HIS BROKEN NOSE -HE WALKED OUT WITH SLOW PAINFUL STEPS INTO THE WORLD-  HIS OPEN ROBE EXPOSED SWEAT DRIPPING ARMPITS, STOLEN SUNGLASSES HID HIS BLACKENED EYES AND

THE SCAR ON HIS FOREHEAD ACHED AND HE BECAME DELIRIOUS AND DESPERATELY THIRSTY  AS HE ENTERED THE RALPHS..