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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~