CABG

the title is a set of diatonic keys, which is neither

Here nor There. Why is it that, every Year, tween

December twenty-fifth and January first, HOSTILITIES

break out in the Werld? Isn't Peace come unto humanity

Often enuf to make a settled wintre and a Season for

schpreading kindness with Love? Pondres me much.
Tuesday, December 30th, end8...i transited fruitfully by

bus ToDay and nearly no=one required my Assistance.

That^ is Hope enuf that the friendly passengers are

faring bettre here=about than in the larger Werld!

One of the many things i accomplisht was to score

a coupla small cans of SAUERKRAUT from the grox

schtore. [CAT's gentleman friend is Providing her the

full Pork dinner; my Kraut is just for wieners and the
Germanic fortunate tradition] The Sun is growing

longer in the sky and my Brightness is retourning with

each elliptical minute. Now~if i could only get control of

my Page so as to garnish the Visitories i've celebrated in

months of Yore. Small matter: i'll come to it presently

Anon in o'Nine. ~resolvable slac~

reon

Saturday, December 27th, 2008...
sometime in the dark of morn Yester,
the ENGINEER zippt outta the Walley,
drofe to Filly [home of the WORLD SERIES
champeens] and flew back to Nevada.
{he has a natural aversion to nor'eastern
wintering} But, after some sun and mildness,
he will retourn. Motion is his milieu. Shine!

i schpent the dé on the buses yesterday,
transiting from the NorthWest shopping
centre to the SouthEast mall...twice thru the
central terminal. i was a great help to three
(3) of my fellow riders: a delicate girl in
chequed tights who droppt a penny, a full
woman who droppt her wallet AND an older
couple whose wire wagon got caught twixt
the curb and the people=mover near to my
last schtop. {slac was ne'er a boy scout but
he behaves like One} Glad wishes i gave on
all of them. And~on a final ambulation, i
made friends with a mottled kitten. Happy
*new* Year! The Bird report: brother HAWK
has been sort of dive=bombing me lately. He [she?] swerved into a passel of Sparrows in an alley a coupla weex ago...swoopt atwixt powre poles as i walkt past the Lutheran cherch...and rapidly aerified across my field of vision just Aday as i strolled along the tennis courts.

Perhaps it is just showing off its fingerlings thru such flightful prowess.

Known=be=Truth~they come more close to ground in wintre Acause their favoured gliding thermals are harder to find. Solitary berds. Weathre report: the fog is ubiquitous...i can barely see beyond the oaks without my room. But i'm not complaining--it means the Air is warmer than it should be and that's Good.

HONOLULU is in unrequired darkness AND the Elected Man is there for the Anomaly?! ~thusitis~slac~

bind

yesterdé, all my troubles seemed so far away:

The ENGINEER is coursing through the

Sunshine State by now; he'll turn northward

afore the Solstice. It will be Good to have

him here, in the Accelerating Elliptic when

Christmas comes. ~slac edits well~

Wednesday, December 17th, 2008...

Turn me around on a penny for blinking.

The ENGINEER foned me from CAROLINA.

That boi can sure move the fast iffen he wants

to. He'll haf to be careful he don't run into his

own Self driving on the othre side of the road!

Monday, December 22nd, 2008...And in the

wink of a blink, the self=same ENGINEER

arrifed in the Walley on Friday afternoon.

{needles=to=say, We schpent the weekend in

frenetic Actifity allto} Someday soon, i'll catch

up to Glowing & Drafting in this wonderful new

Neighbourhood! Until then: Sunny SOLSTICE!

~crunchy underfoot slac~

`loo- have a good walk?

~slac yes

`loo- good for You

vash

mondé, decembre fifteenth and eight...

where do the Time=Space go? i've been

too busy to shave! [the burnsides and the

haers on the throte are pitiful short] Yet

i found a day to have my wings clippt for

Wintre. Someone remind me to trim the

'beard' during the Inaugural. Speaking of

polytryx--who knew there was Corruption

in the LAND of LINCOLN?? Amazing.

Aday was faer and mild in the Walley...

i wore too many layers. i swappt my musik

at the Public Library [six for six]. i come

to find out, by my selections, that i really

dig them Rhythm & Blues. Must be all

those trips i made to Memphis. Then, i

made a brief transit to the grocery schtore

near my parish Yard. [Grits and eight eggs.]

{i know a place where i can buy six eggs?!}

Currently, my chicken breast is cookt.

This morning, the UPS truck droppt off a

package from the ALEXANDRIANS...

HolyDay goodies in a cardboard box!

The ENGINEER is coursing through the

Sunshine State by now; he'll turn northward

afore the Solstice. It will be Good to have

him here, in the Accelerating Elliptic when

Christmas comes. ~slac buses well~

shac

Tuesday, December 9th, °8...

it felt weird yesterdé, not to go

into werk. But i made myself Aptly

useful, drying sheets & clothes,

running the dish=warshing machine

and schteaming snap=beans to have

with the last of my chili and penne.

OH! And putting out my garbage and

recycables in a responsible manner.

A very good Mondé all=too.

Saterdé, Father XMAS rode up to the

municiple building on his laddertruck

while a gentle schnay fell upon the

cold, dark Parish. {i can't remembre

it ever schnowing this good for him

in Years past; it was magical} Joy!

Now~as for this economy...i am not

overly concerned of it ['tho it has

been made grandly Horrible] acause

i can sense to see a corner=turn.

My own hours will increase toward

the inauguration & into the year.

Othre blessings shall come to those

who hold tight and pay or save with

actual money. It's a new model.

Over=more~you're hearing this from

me, the slac who is Nothing and has

Nothing; yet i am blesst with warmth

and Comfort in all my Endeavours?!

{be an economer, not an economist}

more amorro~$la¢~

reed

Friday, December 5th, °8...what is the

Native American xpression for 'man who

walks around village with cat on shouldre'?

The cat is nine (9) years old and none too

proud to lick French Vanilla ice=cream off

a schpoon at the RITZ. Over-more, is it

possible to begin a Glow entry with a

digression? Perfect ponderances^

LOCAL NEWS: there has been far too great

a numbre of random Xplosions in the Walley;

some of which i have heard myself. *boom*

i pray that some of the infrastructure moneys

which may, or may not, come trickling in

from DC and the casinoes..goes toward

grading up the natural gas=lines around

these parts. It's just unpleasant to have

your home or bidness blow up at odd hours

when the Fire Department has a shortage of

trux?! Meantime~check your own metres.

But that^ wasn't interesting Walley news to

the Filly market. Rather~two (2) channels

came to visit on account of a deer carcass

which some=how came to be schtored,

briefly, in the kitchen of a pizza parlour!

First & utmost: deer hunting Season has

just started and the poor dead dears have

to go somewhere. [rent a real cooler.]

Second & slightly: the Proprietor of the

pizza shop had never any intention of

butchering nor serving the body of that

animal to any of the Patrons. ["I was

holding the carcass for a Friend."] Third

& least notable: a Customer who caught

a glance of that perfectly edible morsel

from the counter went and squealed to the

Health Department that there was more

than mortadello on the menu. Zounds!

Regardless=of=much, i found the whole

schtory ridiculously unremarkable...it won't

be remembered for very long in these Days

and Times. Altho~the shop here=after can

advertise,"Our stomboli are made with

fresh doe." A cat eating ice=cream al fresco

is better the Thing. And amorro, SANTA

comes to the Parish while i am collecting

the last of the Yardwerk! *brisk* ~slac~

ramy

ThanxGiving=Day, November 27th, °8...How did we used to

do minute=last groxery shopping afore fone=cells? Rhetoric!

i am gratefull for a good many things on this dé, but i am

ashamed and appalled at what the young Apostates are

doing in Bombay. They are Cowardly unholy monsters AND

they are devilishly perverting the message of their Prophet.

My holyday message to them is the same as it ever was:

CUT THE CRUD. Hatred, Murder & Anger are Sins.

i hope and Pray that everyone is travelling well from place

to place on this gorgeous and graditudinous week=end.

Maisy is moving South toward the Capsizer and his crew...

[they're probly eating their Benjamin Berd as i write this.]

Both my sisters have already been to FLORIDA aseason,

following that reliable rule~South in the winter, North in the

summer. The engineer has broken that rule by motivating

from Vegas to Reno...but we'll forgif him acause NEVADA

is a temperate and Western desert=land. Hey! Turtle!

Amembre how we had Turky dinner last year at that diner

on 20th schtreet? i'm schtill thankfull for that easy meal!

Aday~Cat & the kidren are basting and baking a Chicken;

it's not the berd, it's the FIXIN's! Blessingful Mercies, i've

cookt as much as the same on a great numbre of Holydés

AND the soop=after was just as warmly antiviral...

Kay & Harry are more'n likely co=ordinating their Feast

as well and best as Rosie & the Colonel, each in Place.

{it is the poorer Person who serves a netted presst berd

breast on such a day...yet G & J Bless ALL meals}

Saterdé will be a Happy Happy Joy Joy for Lizzer=Hane,

wherever She finds her lovely soul! Such a perfect and

pretty Niece all uncles should have [and i am loaded to the

Gizzard with three of them, two grand=nieces as well.]

Moderatus~the Bishop of MYRA is polishing his boots...

~slac~

vane

Previous~entry

>posted as JAJA to the Web, with a bus=pass>

on Slacktown^ not slack back mack...>

Thursday...i rippt my share of cee=dees randomly

Fridé~COUSIN MARK's birfdé, epochal 8

TITLE: esoteric eclecticism, a schtock not Traded

MOOD: optimistik & gratefull, none=with=standing

MUSIK: disco, r&b, othre random Hits & jazz

WIDEO: haus repeats for the cheese=cake & banter

JOKE: a sheep and a border collie went gamboling

thru a field of Poppies in Afghanistan. They muncht

on some of the plants AND it went like this:

...baa...bark...COMA. [talibani ate 'em both]

ANAGRAM: see abof^

SOOP: noodles added, and bettre than tea=made

WEATHRE: cold but sunny, wear suede gloves & bootz

FLORA: trees bare, grass yet green

FAUNA: i schnuck up on a Hawk which flew from the bushes

Aside one of the out=of=werk Gasoline staxions!

TEXT: some=one, some=where sent me LATIN Commentary to

the effect of: "Lorem ipsum vim utroque mandamus

intellegebat, ut eam omittam ancillae, per et euis

solita veritus." Altho i am cat=lick & have only a

Glancing knowledge of such inscripteræ [i served as an

Acolyte at summer=camp during the Folk=song masses],

i'll need a Translator to suss the ken of that^

Compliment. Twas Ever Thus. Mitzvah & Mirabile...

Meanwhile~the Turtle/engineer/restless Itinerant has

moved NorthWise in the Silver Mountain state from one

project to the prospect of anothre. My brothre moves

faster and bettre than me from Point to Point, yet WE

are ne'er much Separated by genetyx NOR schpace=time.

{his children are my children, three blox away}

i am wandering & meandering in thot & Effort of

these ninth month Possibilities! [the Romans gave us

Novembre from the Nine; the Cherch of CONSTANTINE and

othres put it back in line.] TURKEY! i would not so

casually terminate the flesh of such a grand berd on

account of it was wild on the original Pilgrimage.

~almanackal~slac~

jaja

Sundé, Novembre 18th, 2oo7...[edited repost]

TITLE: Thank the dé, Avancedly & behind=wise

MOOD: blustery mit [no] schnay yet

MUSIK: wait--i'm untangling my ishpod ear=buds,

and there's like four (4) media players on my Drive;

maybe [later] i'll schpin some 45s on my fonograf.

WIDEO: between EARL and er, i watched

the democratik debate from LAS VEGAS.

TEXT: i hope the devil=dogs forgif me for schkipping

over the USMC birf=dé on the Tenth; i was catching

up on the elexion results. Tuesday, November 20th:

i am behind of much! ...Maybe, just may=be, i will

catch myself up over the Gratitude weekend...Appreciata!

For all the schmall favours granted in loving=kind.

Tuesdé, novembrus xix, anno mmviii (present Day):

TITLE: a Flurry of Actifity

MOOD:

MUSIK: 70s disco & the Beatles' LOVE on ishpod;

just rented James Brown, Stevie Wonder & bee=gees

from the public liberry

WIDEO: sopranos...daily show...house

PUXXLE: done but not chekt

ANAGRAM: bar a cab moka, OR some=such

SOOP: about to boil a Breast, simmering now

WEATHRE: 33°, windy cold, mit schnay Flurries

FLORA: brown dead oak leafs on my rampart

FAUNA: i saw a six or eight point Buck Saterdé,

on the way home in the Dark--he scooted

TEXT: my buddy/cuddy PETE was good enuf & kind enuf

to transport me Home last night; he played a mix

cee=dee of SEX PISTOLS & DEAD KENNEDYS in the cab.

We also reminisced about all the magnificent shows

that were put on at the Aer=bingo [RAMONES, BEAT

FARMERS, 'TIL TUESDAY, MODERN ENGLISH, LEVEL 42...]

it is Gratifying to have a friend who Appreciates

the "Classics"! Aday, i made the best use of the

bus=lines to Visit ALL my girls--from the Credit

Union to the farmacy [her name was MARNIE, like the

HITCHCOCK film] & back to the Liberry, where a

grand Audio-Visual docent was put out that She had

to resort the Davids. {there is a Drifer on the

A route who never conducts without his moll} It

was a fiercely Cold dé to carry a handful of

Quarters up to the APT from my attentif JAMIE...

in Hopes that i can ride again from soft to soft.

i am Anticipatory of more schnow, ~slac~

café

Thursday, November 13th, °°8...

Velcome to slack=town, all and one!

With more gadgets than Glow...it'll take

me about a month of Sundés to figger out

How to publish to this here Page. {i crave

Simplicity in a complex werld} What epoch

is this, any=way? i'm gonna affirm my efforts

to keep the text terse and tight. *right*

Currently, it's drixxly and dreary in the

Walley with wet leaves every=where.

Good thing i have my anti=wet boots.

It was quite dull on the Yard yesterday,

until my cuddie & buddy GARY brang me

a pint of VICKIE's home=made chicken soop!

Secret: it was bettre than my own.

My wintre beard [goatee] is mottled and

pie-bald but i've trimmed it up in Honour of

the page change. Filosofy~if facial fuzz can't

be discerned on a dappled autumn day, does

it schtill have a raison d'être? ~slac~

drem

Thursday, November Sixth, °°8...the New Epoch

For Simplicity's sake, i'm gonna Compose this one in Ariel

'tho i doubt it won't get gefutzled & befuddling on the Page.

{i'll probly need a coupla Sundés to up=fix my Templates}

i encourage all my Glowers to send me the linx to their new

Pages, via Comments, e=mail et cetera...VERITAS!

Meanwhile~there was a record out=turn for the most recent

Elexion; i applaud You all. WE now have a Pacific Islander

as President=Elect! G Bless him & Preserve him Acause

there's alotta werk ahead. [secret: i woulda Voted for the

John McCain who ran at the turn of the Epoch, but he made

too many Right turns 'twixt then & now.] i predict Great

things for SARAH HEATH...she is A SHARP NAIL.

Also~from now on, when i want to change the subject of

Dinner Conversation, i'll be interjecting with a hearty,

"Hey! How 'bout them fleegle Phillies?!" Amorro~slac~

hill

Friday, October 31st, o8...Hallowed Eve:

i moved the Glow, after a fashion. {the

font formats are a bit screwy, but i believe

i Preserved all the text} Pressure!

Schports: there i was, trying to watch

HEROES and fiddling line=on...when i

decided to take a glance at the big game.

Here and i thot that, maybe, i would see

the Filadelfia Athletyx wrap up the Series;

gosh, was i ever mistaken. For the first

Time in History, the octobre classic was

called [in the 6th] on account of pelting

cold rain. {i don't follo the beis=ball too

closely on account of i hesitate to effect

the outcome} Later, that same week, i

did get to see the Win...in about as much

time as i like to devote to such matters.

The pre=game show was also quite

interesting, what with one of the nominees

of the Presidential contest purchasing air

time for an infomercial?! Strange dés...

More Polytryx: the Governor robocalled me

yesterdé becos Senator BIDEN [Joe the

Senator] was coming to the college; this

morning, BILLY BLAINE automatically foned

my machine about a contest lower on the

ticket. i did not go to the college to see

the Senator for the simple reason that i

had seen BILLY at that same venue quite

Awhile back when his^ lovely bride was

schtill in the running. Tuesdé cain't come

soon enuf for me--even iffen i haf to wait

in a long line just to flip a coin! VOTE!

The saving of the Glow proved to be a

welcome Distraction; AWOL might could

oughta considre changing evything up more

oftener, just to keep their last remaining

customers on Defence. {i applaud them}

Regardless=of=much~it'll take me anothre

fortnight to get the old Glow & the new Glow

synchronised. Patience! WE gain an hour

somewise after the 'passage of the Saints'.

~slac~

fade

Procrastination? Honestly, officer,
i've never before in my life ever paid for this! ~Count Slacula~

Sun=Dé, Octobre 26th, °°8...the following entry

will be publisht nearly Simultaneously to Slack

Back Mack--the log [which will go black on the

thirty=first] AND Slacktown [which is some=where

in the new Neighbourhood of blogger/blogspot].

Accept no substitutes! Powre to the GLOWERS!

i have had to re=set all my digital clox three (3)

times this week AND it isn't even Day=light Saving

Time yet?! The worst was this morning, after a

transformer xploded around 9:30 AM. *boom*

The electric company had it fixt by 10:15. It

threw my whole routine off. {Altho~my Sundé

routine is the easiest of all seven} Teknology is

a good thing unless it gets interrupted. Vero.

re=schtart part One...

octobre twenty=first, and8...

here am i, dipping my feets in the

new neighbourhood. some=body

hep me!?! i haf an entire four (4)

year old GLOW to transfer!

twas ever thus

~slac~