Friday, May 7th, 2o1o...much lies ahead of me,
and much lies behind me. But it is a maisy day
to enjoy the sun=shine and bicycle the Walley.
TITLE: «Two wheels, schpinning efficiently»
TEMP: breesy 60s & 70s, sunny for screening & pleasant enuf
MUSIK: some annoying autotune ballad in the Neighbourhood;
it's a new release and someone is running it all=the=time
OCCUPANCY: 80%
PRESSURE: pulsing 74 with meds, 123/79 [post cycling]
FOOD: chicken soop made from CHICAGO's gift of meat
TEXT: The 21st of Avril found me in the boof composing post
cards to the west=wise contingent--my Nephew in JAPAN as well
as his parents on the Left coast. Eastertidings for them.
Thor'sday after, MIAMI had his InterWeb reconnected; he's a
real mess without it. That night i attended an art reception
at the art Skool. Friday i visited the Market and purchased a
tire tube for Rocinante [the bike]. Saterdé was busy at the
parish Yard, but TURTLE & MAISY managed to fone my office
during the evening lull. {it is ever good for the Engineer to
schpend Time at the seashore} Athen~it turned rainy and cold
for the midst of the month...Tuesday, the 27th, SCOTT repaired
my back tire AND i've been cruising solidly since.
The BETHLEMITE and i had to repair the cleaning lever on the
stove that week; the concierge had werkt it to the 'point of
Failure' but i broke it. Then he got to go back to his place.
The last day of April, the food pantry took in eleven thousand
two hundred and thirty six (11,236) pounds of Nourishment; i
was top=side feeding the boxes onto the Conveyor. That was also
the Day i rescued my scrips from the box=schtore, by bus AND by
bicycle. Tuesday last, i revisited the soop kitchen after a long
absence; the cherch was also having a funeral upstairs. That
night i trimmed my Amish beard...i still don't know what i'm
gonna do with it in the coming days. [suggestions?] Wednesday,
i rode the bike toward werk as well as back; with an early start
and in the correct Ratio, it was a grand tour. This morning, i
used Rocinante on many required errands. *Here* i sit in my
squirlbox, composing an up=catch so i can ride a half block to
the Liberry... Hey! i dang near forgot how many HolyDés and
BirfDés and Anniverses there is at the beginning of this spexial
month! It's amazing & that BOOKFACE thang ain't professin' my
progressin' [yet~it's a good thing i don't have all access to
the WEB like i once did] ~pollinated~slac~
