Fletcher Quill Chapter 135

ADVENTURES OF FLETCHER QUILL

Drake Quill's long time man servant manager of his castle Ravens Haven slowly walks into the fly Tying Tower with the Global Sat phone on a tray, " Excuse me Sir, your Sup ream Court Clerk is waiting for you to complete this conference call, " Drake please set up the system recorder this call will be historic..."

After the Justice took five years off to lead the Alcatraz world wide Siege. He has decided to make an announcement many have been expecting! " Greetings to all my old gifted ordained friends of the black robes... First my most cherished best wish's to you all and your families. In lieu of my five year absence from your hallowed halls to focus on what is truly ugly in American history. I realize my honest feelings about the Sup ream Court and its duties prevent me from being part of its function any longer! Simply, it all boils down to one absolute fact I cannot reconcile. The sheer number of case's that are heard each year versus the hundreds that are not. In my mind make the court a mute point. Much like a fly sweater against an endless a horde of killer bee's. A stupid idea at best! For me the honor of being chosen was and is a great moment in my long life. But, the court must have justices that believe in the mission. I do not. Thank you all for your kindness and wonderful friendship. Live long happy lives and may the lord of lords always be with you."

NOTORIOUS RBG FIRST CALL BABY!

"Will miss you oh most notorious one. Know you have oodles of work to do hunching the " Resistance " right sweety? "," Fuck you Quilly. Only we know just how fucking insane you and your so called existance San Fran Bad boy, doing that Bad Boy Boogy alllll over town. Tell me have you been punishing all the salmon and trout anywhere near that sublime Ravens Haven? "," Doing all I can do to keep them moving quickly thank you...,"' Suppose you realize I may be the only call from this gang Quilly!"

"No worries deary... Been taking the solo route for almost eight decades little late to get dose of herd instinct at this stage. My favorite nasty crazy old Poet Ezra Pound said, " If one is suddenly found to be comfortable in the company of other fools? Perhaps Hell has finally frozen over! " "Drake lunch for me and Timba will be in the library today. Timba couls use a nice draft of sweet cream while I get ready for our visitors Keef and Dali Lama. No more calls in regard to Supream Court by by. If you find time please take my latest rare feather load into the bright sun and let them air out and dry. The ancient Owl feathers will make wonderful Mosquito patterns... Drake I'm expecting maps and GPS directions for the far Alaskan wild trout expedition being planned for next spring. If they arrive alert me, anxious to get the trip dialed in. "

MAJIC BLACK MUSHROOMS

Drake returns in five minutes with incense and Indian raga bright colored parcel that just arrived from his most High Holiness the Dali Lama!" Sir your dear friend has sent you a gift from the oldest gods that existed before humans no question a rare thing indeed!", "Yes the absolute rarest of rare magic yellow mushrooms from only
one small area in isolated Tabet. Less then two pounds are harvested each year. Dali Lama decides where they go. I'm deeply touched. Bring me my most fucking fancy writing portable mahogony desk and my book of famous quotes. Time to compose something only literary giants can conjure..." Timba his feline best friend climbs up on the writing desk. Quill grinds up in his hands two small mushrooms gill and all, drops the dust into a large teapot full of boiling hot Earl Grey tea baby. Next Drake throws on Quill's favorite five Old Blues CD,s. The now officially retired Supream Court Justice grabs his key G 532 Blues Harp and follows McKinly Morganfield into " My Baby Ran Off with The Bus Driver-You Know That aint' Good!"

HAND OF FATE NEVER CAN WAIT

Quill quickly closes his eyes and in great detail recall the time in his mid 60's while walking down Haight Street San Francisco he ran into the legendary Doors keyboard wizard and Jim Morrison's best long time UCLA Film School Partner Ray Manzarak. " Hey sorry man wasn't looking just tripping on these insane window displays man. Love you guys! Went to many concerts at the feet of the Lizard King and his music demons. You were standing next to me while I shopped for the best Key G Blues Harp hey dude? ", " Bought mess of great portable key board set ups on this street man.", " So Ray lets hit that alley way and share a few hits on this fat nasty Filmore District joint I just fucking bought man, " "Fire it up man... Oh yeah that is the kind, smells like two pounds of rotten dog shit, the kind man. "Ravens Haven was built for being quiet and medatative. Made for long disjointed day dreams baked in synergistic gumbo juice leaking through castle walls... Miles Davis crawls out of the speakers as another perfect evening closes sound of waves crashing opens door for the sand man looking for the Wolf... " Drake no updates on that abomination fucking tragic leftist con job Bullshit confirmation. The "We Too" bowel movement has dipped into the Borg/Thomas lie play book. I have no fucking interest in letting this leftist travesty ruin my shroooom buz man.