independence day, two thousand nine
«semi=permanent camping» Upcatch:
June 25th, we brothres contributed
seven (7) suitjackets, a blender and
a mixer to charity. We also delivered
the schmall television and some kitchen
utensils to the rooming haus. After
visiting the market [an habitual walk],
we both took a well=deserved powernap.
There was baked chicken in the evening.
June 26th, early, i acquired my Money
Order for the new landlord. {These are
very interesting places...the banques
which are Not really banques} GOODWILL
was the recipient of yet more crud,
including the iron and board, many
compact discs, audio & video cassettes,
as well as assorted random glassware.
Brother Turtle left for Karaoke before
i boiled the last of the potato flakes.
June 27th, i werkt a full day on the
Yard; BRIAN brot me iced tea and an
ice cream sandwich! We met a lovely
German girl at the restaurant that
night--she approached us on account of
my thriftstore martial arts T=shirt.
{Oddly, we brothers had been talking
about germanic themes during the meal}
On Sun=Day, i had multiple morning
misadventures--i woke late from not
having set the alarm, i found the bike
in the basement with the chain slippt,
AND the only key which my Instructor
had given me for black beauty was not
the ignitional key. So~i was late for
cherch. But i did have my pressure took
by the ministress of health. NOON, we
ferried cold goods and boox to the room.
But there was anothre snag...i'd forgot
to include ten (10) dollars to DENNIS
for the air conditioning. Thus we had
to bunny quick find the open Money Order
place and make that right. While DENNIS
was happy to undo the overlock, he told
me that he would've taken cash for the
trouble. {It was the upstairs Shower
that he and WILL were putting in on the
resting day} That night, after the bike
ride in which i skinned my right knee,
i mopped the kitchen & the bathroom
[in that order] and attempted to use the
old decrepit vacuum cleaner. *scrub*
June 29th, we made the many donations...
togethre a scanner, printer, beatbox
and shredder; separately, while i was
werking, my Advocate found Time to lay
off the big television & the big stereo.
{i have shrunk before & i'll do it again}
Four (4) of us ate Italian that night.
*end of Part One* ~slac~
Tuesday, July 7th, °9--«continuance»
Bright and early last Tuesday, the fierce
foursome had real coffee at the bistro.
We also had a hearty breakfast at our best
favourite diner. After that^ we strained
and rushed and broke our souls to dislodge
the contents of the big Apartment toward
the rooming row. Yet with all the frenetic
whirlwind of hustle, my brothre and i still
managed to get into a minor car accident.
{that put some skids on essential Progress}
My sister and her beau did witness the near
final walkthrough with my first landlord.
My advisor did the last of the car=work
while i rode my bicycle from one to other,
the comfy place to the more interesting one.
We must have all schlept like tops...
Wednesday was more or less like a normal
workday when one looks at it dispassionate.
My brothre buzzed by on his way to catsit
in Connecticut for the other good Sister.
[She and her husband are minding his young
brother in TEXAS, who is needful of care.]
That evening, i met Señor BORGES on the
porch. We had a fine confabulation, altho
he is moving to a better building. Amigo.
Thursday, i ate my grits al fresco, checkt
my e=mail at the Library & fulfilled my
Application for a second SocSec identifier.
Had lunch with the Lutherans. Wandering
away from the Library again, i found a
free bus pass tosst in the trash! i used
it to travel to the old place, where my
former LandLord helped me put Pop's box
spring and mattress & my Jewish godmom's
comfy [but ratty] chair to the curb. He
noted that we could put extra bulk items
out because,"I've got four units here...
the collectors don't know if it's all from
one Apartment." Friday was a very weird
day; although it was only the 3rd of July,
many government buildings and the career
centre were closed. {i know this Acause
the buses were running and i rode many}
Saturday was the true Holiday for me but
i managed to launder my dirty clothing at
the coin=op in Town. The firewerx that
night were barely visible through the
alley--but we enjoyed them less=the=none.
*end of Part Two* ~slac~
