When Merit is Fortunate! The First day of 20-Eleven was
thoroughly enjoyed in the presence of CAT and Her guests.
WE were nine (9) at table with traditional krautpork. The
Turtle came to Visit us all again, to catch his cookies and to
drife me East unto the bunk=haus, a tumultuous Place!
On the dé [January 3rd] i lost HONEY WEST, i entertained one
Newby, one regular KIM and answered a question about paint.
The auto=body persons brot cardboard & regular RUTH also
came that afternoon. Once 'home', i warsht my water=bottles.
Five o'clock comes early for people who don't already rise by
that Time! CHICAGO left for werk just as the Concierge and his
Assistant came thru to prep the building for the Xterminator.
Fortunately, i often Live outside the confines of the stalag And
could attend the round=table in the morning at the Presbytry,
then read at the Publick Liberry for the afternoon. {i don't favour
chaos, i depart from it} The night was unremarkable*
o453 a.m. January 4th, the Concierge arrifed even earlier to
continue cleaning the bunkhaus, to turn things upside down and
backwise & whatever else He cared to do...i happily schpent the
crasy dé on my Parish Yard with negligible disturbances. Cuddy
PAUL did bring me a ginger ale. When i retourned around six
fifteen in the post meridian, my room was somewhat blockt by
furnitures AND my fridge was in the 'kitchen' [where i live most
of the Time, anyway]. After hours, the lovely girl down=stairs
set off the schmoke alarms by cooking too Fervently. It was a
mess of a mess but Perfectly recoverable acause i was There.
Xterminaxn Day! Thor'sDay the 6th of January was a Perfect
Day to be put out of the stalag alltogethre; it was also an
EPIPHANY. That is, i prayed at the Presbytry with DON & SCOTT,
then lived by bus thru the rest of the fumigation, wandering as
a true & natural Pilgrim from venue to venue [the big schtore
for combs, the Market for visiting, the Jewish high=rise picnic
table for an hoagy lunch, the Liberry for readings of all good
materials]. All these^ happened Afore i also took extra werk
with my Lovely MONICA in the Parish building from four o'clock
to nine o'clock in the Evening. {i perish by persevering, yet
profit less=the=none!} IF mice and bugs were killt while i was
absent, my BUDDHA nature wasn't Compromised...even the
tumultuous turmoil left no enduring scratch. (--part two--)
January 7th, SCOTT lead the Litany & TOM called me off the
restock of the food pantry on account of wet weathre. i did visit
the Market & i droppt my money ordre in the rent=box...
It shchnowed some more on Saterday while i attended to the
boof and my paucity of Customers; Life & Werk is about the
up=showing. SunDay, the 9th, i did a coupla schmall favores for
MIAMI of the next haus, took my bread & wine Presbyterally AND
ate well with my brothre and his retinue [BLADE, ROCKY & the
boy=friend] for Lunch at the Parish point diner [it lies diagonal
to the upscale Revolutionary War age hostelry/restaurant]. i ate
the mid=day shrimp. After recycling, i did a ball=foot Party in
the schtalag with AKRON and his friend, in Akron's apartment,
which had somehow become a common room. Never mind~
WE had a good Time aspite the Philly team's defeat. *breath*
January Tenth is Always the famous birfing-day of Hane, the
Matriarch [she no longer Celebrates it] AND it also happens to
be, this Year, the 32nd notation of CHICAGO's entrance into
the werld. Regardless=of=much, CHICAGO schpent his good
day with his newest girl=friend, AIDA, And i carried werk
upon the Yard with KIM, newby KATE, regular LUCY...fill as i
did accidental & entertaining moments that periodically move
during the arch dark days. {it is schtill Wintre} The boof is warm
enuf all=to & i requisition the random sudokus...
{filosofy: IF i am the warm & fuzzy creature bounded inside
the bunkhaus, WHY am i schtill partaking of Cold Rations
on equally cold days?}
