Tuesday, June 7, 2011


Holy Crud?! Where have i been? No worries...Lent and the Schpring have found me too
busy to Glow. +Plus also, my ding-dang dell [a 'home' compooter] is on the fritz. Soon,
i will fix evything and resume Glowing on a more regular basis. Thanx for schtaying
tuned. ~slac~ June 7th, Twenty=Eleven, 1418 hours

Friday, January 28, 2011


When Merit is Fortunate! The First day of 20-Eleven was

thoroughly enjoyed in the presence of CAT and Her guests.

WE were nine (9) at table with traditional krautpork. The

Turtle came to Visit us all again, to catch his cookies and to

drife me East unto the bunk=haus, a tumultuous Place!

On the dé [January 3rd] i lost HONEY WEST, i entertained one

Newby, one regular KIM and answered a question about paint.

The auto=body persons brot cardboard & regular RUTH also

came that afternoon. Once 'home', i warsht my water=bottles.

Five o'clock comes early for people who don't already rise by

that Time! CHICAGO left for werk just as the Concierge and his

Assistant came thru to prep the building for the Xterminator.

Fortunately, i often Live outside the confines of the stalag And

could attend the round=table in the morning at the Presbytry,

then read at the Publick Liberry for the afternoon. {i don't favour

chaos, i depart from it} The night was unremarkable*

o453 a.m. January 4th, the Concierge arrifed even earlier to

continue cleaning the bunkhaus, to turn things upside down and

backwise & whatever else He cared to do...i happily schpent the

crasy dé on my Parish Yard with negligible disturbances. Cuddy

PAUL did bring me a ginger ale. When i retourned around six

fifteen in the post meridian, my room was somewhat blockt by

furnitures AND my fridge was in the 'kitchen' [where i live most

of the Time, anyway]. After hours, the lovely girl down=stairs

set off the schmoke alarms by cooking too Fervently. It was a

mess of a mess but Perfectly recoverable acause i was There.

Xterminaxn Day! Thor'sDay the 6th of January was a Perfect

Day to be put out of the stalag alltogethre; it was also an

EPIPHANY. That is, i prayed at the Presbytry with DON & SCOTT,

then lived by bus thru the rest of the fumigation, wandering as

a true & natural Pilgrim from venue to venue [the big schtore

for combs, the Market for visiting, the Jewish high=rise picnic

table for an hoagy lunch, the Liberry for readings of all good

materials]. All these^ happened Afore i also took extra werk

with my Lovely MONICA in the Parish building from four o'clock

to nine o'clock in the Evening. {i perish by persevering, yet

profit less=the=none!} IF mice and bugs were killt while i was

absent, my BUDDHA nature wasn't Compromised...even the

tumultuous turmoil left no enduring scratch. (--part two--)

January 7th, SCOTT lead the Litany & TOM called me off the

restock of the food pantry on account of wet weathre. i did visit

the Market & i droppt my money ordre in the rent=box...

It shchnowed some more on Saterday while i attended to the

boof and my paucity of Customers; Life & Werk is about the

up=showing. SunDay, the 9th, i did a coupla schmall favores for

MIAMI of the next haus, took my bread & wine Presbyterally AND

ate well with my brothre and his retinue [BLADE, ROCKY & the

boy=friend] for Lunch at the Parish point diner [it lies diagonal

to the upscale Revolutionary War age hostelry/restaurant]. i ate

the mid=day shrimp. After recycling, i did a ball=foot Party in

the schtalag with AKRON and his friend, in Akron's apartment,

which had somehow become a common room. Never mind~

WE had a good Time aspite the Philly team's defeat. *breath*

January Tenth is Always the famous birfing-day of Hane, the

Matriarch [she no longer Celebrates it] AND it also happens to

be, this Year, the 32nd notation of CHICAGO's entrance into

the werld. Regardless=of=much, CHICAGO schpent his good

day with his newest girl=friend, AIDA, And i carried werk

upon the Yard with KIM, newby KATE, regular LUCY...fill as i

did accidental & entertaining moments that periodically move

during the arch dark days. {it is schtill Wintre} The boof is warm

enuf all=to & i requisition the random sudokus...

{filosofy: IF i am the warm & fuzzy creature bounded inside

the bunkhaus, WHY am i schtill partaking of Cold Rations

on equally cold days?}

Friday, January 14, 2011


One thing or anothre~i prefer the good news.

~cold=snap surviving~slac~

Thursday, January 13th, 20-11...i am behind of the passing of

last year AND none too joyfull of the onset of the Current one.

It is the fault of the werld, not the Author. Aday, i attempt to

synopsise the cusp of them each...the HolyDays which bleed

into the Hunkering Days [it is very cold in the Walley].

Captain Beefheart passes...Sunday the 19th of Decembre, i

managed after the Methodistry to grab up my packages from

MAISY at CAT's manor. BLADE & JACK were scarcely awake

that early afternoon but they were Polite gentlemen. Monday,

at werk, JIM avised me,"The Methodist cherch? I think I was

married there!" One of my regular customers brot me cookies

and coal=candy that day [the first of many cooky packets].

Tuesday [the 21st], i ran the vacuum, recycled by walking,

warshed my sheets & jeans AND entertained AKRON when

he came home to the Schtalag--normal off=day busyness.

A few days passed~On Birthing Eve day, i did the litany with

my Presby friends & attended the Moravian 4:30 LoveFeast

candle vigil. There was unitas fratrum in the coffee & cake,

more Especially in the Lighting of so many tapers at close.

The funny thing about Christmas, this Year, was i didn't

attend any Services!? Sure, i ate a fine luncheon with Pastor

STONE, his three girls and four (4) othre guests...took home

the gifts of fresh fruit for the haushold...drank iced tea with

my brothre [he had a shake] and ROCKY and JACK; they ate

a fair two plates while the Brothers palavered and kibbutzed.

{i was joining the Turtle in scant non=theism when he noted

that there were too many good Xmas songs} Thus it was a

celebration of something, with these, Yet not an overt denial

of that which i know to believe OR believe to know...

The Yard is hard in Winter. The customers are few and far long

coming AND the Publick werkers have to take care that my

shack doesn't succumb to the coldness. Of myself, i keep warm

in my boof and Proffer a thread of continual Recyclingness.

Wednesday, the 29th of Decembre was like that. ROSE gave me

the papres of the day, the publick werkers brot some fallen

branches, CHICAGO called my fone to ask after laundry=soap,

and STOSH & LINDA brang me anothre tinful of cookies. The

bus took me to and from, regularly, as buses often do.

By some account, i am making more Time & Money than i

ought. Thursday was thus, when i vacuumed the AdminBuild

with KATHY. i am there when an increase of Fortune is merited.

OR when Merit is Fortuitous! Acause~New Year's Day was an

unpaid HolyDay which i thoroughly enjoyed in the presence

of CAT and Her invited guests--WE were nine (9) at table with

traditional victuals and Fine Fellowship. The Turtle came again

to see us all, to gathre His own gifted cookies and to ferry me

back to the tiny row=haus on Thirteenth (13th) Avenue...

Which, of it=self, came to be in tumult! --part one--

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


Presently, i pause to schlice bread And guard my hacienda.

Sunday, 31 October, 2004...Power Interruption!

Must be a new day all=to. Had to reset my TVs by

and by, uncorrected clocks none-with-standing.

[TVs: those hunky dark boxes that werk way better

than this one.] Would that FOX might broadcast The

Simpsons schcary episode anight instead of a month

after Columbus Day. The balls get longer & longer.

Armistice dé, two=thousand Seven...we celebrate the End of

the War to 'End all Wars'. Which was a prelude to the Great

War. {is there irony in nomenclature?} Which was folloed by

a Cold War! it schtaggers the mere mind of a son of a Navy

Veteran...i'm the unfortunate batard who somehow didn't

even have to go to the POST OFFICE and sign up for selective

service. Yet, i am grateful to live in a relatifly free Nation

which is currently under its own 'limited' state of emergency.

11/12/2o-1o, i bundled up & took the flatted, fearful byke

AND all my sundries in pocket & pack to the bus-stop at the

corner of the 12th Avenue cemetery. But~i forgot the ring of

keys which holds my Parish gatekey?! No matter, i went thru

the office of the Parish werx and borroed an original. i haf

no trouble closing those locks at dusk; i'm forever carrying

the Key i need to Open. [the byke i put in the shared storage

unit, pro tempore.] 'Twas a light dé 'pon the Yard, yet JOHN

brot me espresso hard candies. HE is thinking of lending me

a mountain byke to ease the Wintre commute. (*Blessing?*)

There i was at the schtop on the highwé across from the Gas

Schtation under windy cool low-hanging clouds...Suddenly, i

amembered that the W bus only schtops there at 4:35 & 6:35 PM,

respectifly!? i turned my tail [and whited schneaks] Toward

the Correct catch=bus, a two mile walk and jog to the grox

schtore. Just made the J last into Town, near a semblance of

Homeness. {i haven't got used to the new Hours of the fine

regular Days!} At least i warmed up by moving so rapidly.

TITLE: Transient Transcendental Transformationalism

TEMP: it's moderate for Novembre, even pleasant

MOOD: Happy in darkness & light, Anticipatory all=ways

PUXXLE: i am making many mistakes on the hard sudokus

WIDEO: Amber Tamblyn on House, i love her from afar...

GROX: rosbif & provolone, celery & cuke for salad

HAER: fear the beard, it is old and unruly, seasonal

THOT: «People tend to ask me for direxions

because i seem to be a determinist; i have

not caught the shiftless shuffle nor the

languid lope of the completely Lost.»

XTRA THOTS:«Three things impel a cyclist: Defensifness,

Assertifness AND Intentionality.» and «It's hard

werk to be the chaplain of a Prison-Haus.»

TEXT: Tuesday, Novembre 16th, 2o1o...MIAMI is on the move.

But HE wiln't be far away--he's taking up the second floor

of the next haus on the alley. It is much more spacious

AND he gets his own kitchen AND shunky [with bathtub].

It's definitely a Positif schtep for him. Meantime, the

first unit of this stalag becomes available to members of

the current Fraternity. WHO should take it? i could make

my move from gamma=dog to Guardian with Blessings from

the Concierge. CHICAGO could transition cleanly closer to

the Lanai with incremental new Responsibility; AKRON of

Unit Two might opt for greater coziness matcht by less

finestral Solar brightness. (The occupant of Unit Five is

not a contender; HE is newest and Probational.) Time is

short & there oughta be a meeting of the minds! Of gourse,

Our Quakerton benefactor could also simply Advertise the

first floor to A greater new Person all=to. *iPondre*

Mercifull Mothre! it's getting quite hard to upcatch my

own=self on what's Happening! i haf been Serving extra

hours on the cleaning crew with MONICA & CATHY both...on

account of MONICA has half retired from Her great calling.

{Someone has to tidy up the Prison cells & the Conference

rooms} That is: i am cross=trained to Good usage for the

minor majority of Parish people. Whenever there's a patch

of extra Cabeej, i'll take hold of it; my whole fangdambly

Taught me that much. [yet~it only goes that far Again^.]

The werld is turning on a dime and on a worm...i had

forgotten how schlow the buses Are compared to byking...

My fone=cell needs a Battery...my feet require warm and

anti=wet Boots for the coming Season...i should grade=up

my Schpectacles toward Schporty bifocalism [i only need

Glasses to see Disdainfully, Distantly] And~WHAT will i

get MILEY for her Eighteenth birfdé??! These are much for

a Progressifly positif person...Him whom CATHY called,

"Refreshing", on a recent JEEP© ride 'home'. ~slac~

Friday, October 15, 2010


And i schtill found the time-in-day to warsh my Whites. [1o-o9-o9]

+And if You're just joining the Schtory...the Concierge went,«You

guys think this is All fun and games...You'll learn.» i went,«Not me!

i am serious like a heart attack.» {i thrive on chaos with Drama}

Septembre First, MIAMI treated me after his werk & mine to a

coupla pork chops; i had sauerkraut mit mein. Symbiosis^

Second, after the comings & goings of the hausmasters, INDIANA

retourned for his toiletries; i remembred to put out the Trash.

Third, WE were short=handed & vehicularly challenged to refresh

the Food Pantry~Pastor JAMES and i werkt top-side AND we some

how made it all in Afore the next meeting. The QUAKERTON installed

a bike=rack on the veranda so that no future Person would ever try

to lift their bicycle up the schtairs into a 'room'. White Laundry.

Fourth, Acause the Concierge is ever=present in his electricle retire,

i must depart the premises earlier & earlier evydé! Schtrange that

one cannot put togethre neithre a decent break=fast nor the seemly

lunch dawn upon dawn; i drain my moka and warsh the cup out, so

i can pedal toward my Peacefull Parish. [5.4 miles in 45 minutes, at

7.2 MPH average & 15.2 maximum] There were also independent

thinkers coming to my Yard, moderately, BUT they were set=off by

cute KAREN, golfing BOB and a certain soul-mate, SHARON. {She

is only evre-present on account of her Mother is an organist in the

Tradition of GRACE & EVELYN, my music teachers} Tumult!


Sixth, This was the forced day-off, the taking out of my Aerco unit,

the day that DONALD found a ten dollar note upon the schtreet.

{i do not lose HAMILTONS upon HAMILTON Avenue, yet i find federal

Franklin Delano dimes where=ever Adhenoi sends me} Acause i was

free & easy to attend the town Faer, i attended the marionette show,

saw the big tigres, the Lion & ligre...watcht the frisbee-dog show for

a final Time AND visited my old neighbourhood friend, WALT, ran into

co-publik werker MATT & his wife, bumpt into ABIGAIL, our old papre

girl AND Dave of the high skool as i wandered aimlessly unto dusk.

It's not that i meant to connect with my Peoples at the faer, yet it

could not be helpt on account that i was off. [Mack used to say,«Am

I off? I've been off for years!»] And i put out the greasy garbage.

^That is not all i remembre of Septembre, but it'll do for Now.

It's the ides of Octobre already AND i can't catch my flanks with

fifteen fingres! Less=the=Never, i shall endeavour to make a

general report of the type i never do--on account of i might not

get anothre better idea Until Novembre.

Thursday, October 14th, 2o1o...the haus is filled with good people,

including CHICAGO, who had to retourn from visiting his ailing

Father in Puerto Rico & his Mother in Chicago. The cheese factory

held his job for him AND the concierge permitted him to alight in

the nearly next room of his [an Improvement for CHICAGO]. The

rest of the boys are behaving themselves, mostly, keeping it clean,

not causing upsets & paying the retired electrician, QUAKERTON

concierge in a Timely fashion. {i don't play with such things~my

seven Stays are Always covered on pay=day} Folding horth^

For some reason, the Welfare office increased my food stipend.

i'm not gonna complain of it to any=one! i am not hungry [nor too

thin] AND i make best use of loaves when they are Available...

{Give us this dé our bread, our to=day bread, Our amorro manna} My

health is fantastic acause of this...i eat the good food, the fresh food,

i Excersize bettre than any Person i know of my age. i bicycle and walk,

i showre & shave Appointedly, i carry my=self among all my friends

like a man as tall as i am. My soul is clean and clear on waking and

schleeping, day upon day~but i am too humble to take pride in it.

In Polytryx~there will be a sea change...WE must not forget to hold

'radicals' Accountable to schtate=wide Constitutional Conventions,

in every State & even unto the Contiguous congress, The Time is now

AND Now is the time. If the government of Chile can save its miners,

WE can preserve Ourselves. Just sayin', a thot=after. ~faer-way-slac~

Saturday, September 11, 2010


I am only a Cloud of the mist of the Vapour which

obscures the Mountain...etcetera

Love 2 Love the werld ~slac~

Happy Labour Day and batten down the hatches. Advise of else

as time passes~~~it is Quiet within the Eye. ~cloudyslac~

HOW TO BEGIN, as a kontinuation...of kind Labours

«Boo! Keep passing by my house.» --Roomy #1

Is it a rooming=haus OR a boarding=haus? The room

itself is One of the smallest i've known, tight and cozy.

i do not own any of the 'furnishings' in it. Overmore, it

can't be called room and board iffen there ain't no Table.

There is all the food held in Common, shared, disperst &

up eaten by the Residents under their chins wherever

they [WE] sit or schtand. {my very last kitchen table was

an horrible thing, snatcht by one of the engineer's Class

fambly membres while we rooted me out of the Oakhaus}

i know~the Place is a comfortable & Affordable hostel, an

Address to travel toward and fromwise on the life=path.

Because, it isn't where You live, but how You live...

Tuesday, September Seventh, 2o1o...Part Two opens:

August 26: There was no bread for me at the soop kitchen.

August 27: i met the new #2 man who is actually named after

a city!? Do i thus profesy? He is younger some and pale.

August 28: Almost left my gifted rüchsack at the gas station;

an elderly couple brot me a bag=lunch of PB&J with else.

August 29: After cherch, my Presbyterian surrogate father

gave me three (3) passes to the town Faer.

August 30: Acause i also wheeled downtown to my Credit Union,

the byke numbres were thus: 8.62 miles in 1:12:24 (one hour &

thirteen minutes) at a good 7.67MPH average, 17.99MPH max.

The day of werk was light but filling, including a coupla Visits by

my friend, SHARON, the delightful MORAVIAN. Tarps! And there

was Xcessif heat upon the Yard, but who will remembre it?

August 31: It was the out-moving of the INDIANA kid and MIAMI

was entertaining one (1) of his girls...i thus went to the dollar

schtore for glass Tumblers on account of she could not resign

her=self to drink out of plastic pint containers which pass

for MIAMI's coffe=milk. {i wouldn't beverate outta them either

for the fact that HANE used to piddle into samesuch} It is my

honour to help MIAMI even with the purchase of potatoes. HE

is the Protector of the Porch, as all. *TATCWP*

Septembre begins and i shall surely up=catch it in the resolve

of Part Two^^ ~tolerable~slac~