Tuesday, October 19, 2004...
A clean shunky is a happy shunky.
Vote Early! Vote Often! It's gonna
be another squeaker. Thems
that ain't waitin' in line to vote
is waitin' in line for a flu shot.
{Either way, you're gonna get
priggled...} TATCWP
Thot: "i kinda like it when the Sun begins slanting
over my Yard toward the end of day in the Autumn;
it points up the sidereal aspects of reality."
Wednesday, October 19, 2005...I'm getting those
familiar questions again: "How late are you guys
open?", "When do you guys close for the year?"
And "Do you guys take [this crud]?" TO which i
lovingly respond,"Hey~it's only me here, a
Naked singularity in clean jeans & winter woolies.
{i am one & one is all} The yard waste & recycling
Universe opens and closes within me, and there
are no Others without." But~it wouldn't serve my
good customers well to thus blow they minds!
The Pennsy Legislature is schtill behaving badly.
They killed a proposal for a constitutional confab,
tabled a bill to shrink their size and budget AND
barely *submitted* an Open Records
law. Some of these remaining cronies are just
putting more staples in their catafalque. {i'd be
more angry if i weren't so deeply Disappointed
and Ashamed} Well, Keystoners vote again soon!
While i'm praying for MALIBU and PAKISTAN, i
believe i'll schtart a bigAce badAce booeyChili...
it'll schpook my roomies as the Night of Souls
comes to the Walley. ~hotlyHaunted slac~
^reposits of 2oo4, 2oo5 & 2oo7 octobres^
Let us say,"Certain improvements have been made;
there's still a long, long Way to go." Last year, i was
frantic about moving the blog/Glow from its old place
to its new home in cyberwerld; this year i find myself
Camping in urbania, schtruggling like a beast to keep
ahead of the deepening Recession. But! i must Love
living with people Acause i am fysically connected with
hundreds of them. {i'm not talking about my friends and
relatifs on SpaceMy & BookFace, though They are nice}
Where does this tangent terminate? Àqui...
Thursday, October 22nd, °9...How 'bout dem PHILS?
Even i could visit a game where they hit eleven homers.
Too bad the casino placement is biting back the lawyers
unto their own Corruption. Wait! there's a little election
coming as a prelude to the wholesale replacement of ALL
the caucuses next year. [evybody fuggled the Budget^]
What happens to a man when he misses a week's werth of
morning prayers? No especial disastre. As i was going to
my résumé review, i gave the one (1) Pastor my cell numbre.
And then i took my six (6) bus=trips around the Rivers...
{a faer girl at the next computre scantly mentioned the
cherch on 21st Avenue where i do Xian Karaoke} This, too,
will be recovered of. A great deal of my current Action
serves as good Xample to my household; if We improve in
civility & kindness, perhaps the rest of the werld will too.
Friday, October 23rd, °9...Amorning, on the veranda, WE
were a quorum of five And having a good Time of it. Yet
it wasn't an official meeting, unless one counts my very
next roomy asking me for garbage bags as an authoritatif
procedure. {i live to serve} WE lament the brief passing of
yesterdé's Indian Summer and travel from night into day like
a FRATERNITY of middling men. Me? i'm gonna put up one of
my BaBa Chilis & read the Voters' Guide. Twas Ever Thus.
~hausman slac~
