Tuesday, June 7, 2011
paus
busy to Glow. +Plus also, my ding-dang dell [a 'home' compooter] is on the fritz. Soon,
i will fix evything and resume Glowing on a more regular basis. Thanx for schtaying
tuned. ~slac~ June 7th, Twenty=Eleven, 1418 hours
Friday, January 28, 2011
rapt
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?}
Friday, January 14, 2011
part
One thing or anothre~i prefer the good news.
~cold=snap surviving~slac~
Thursday, January 13th, 20-11...i am behind of the passing of
last year AND none too joyfull of the onset of the Current one.
It is the fault of the werld, not the Author. Aday, i attempt to
synopsise the cusp of them each...the HolyDays which bleed
into the Hunkering Days [it is very cold in the Walley].
Captain Beefheart passes...Sunday the 19th of Decembre, i
managed after the Methodistry to grab up my packages from
MAISY at CAT's manor. BLADE & JACK were scarcely awake
that early afternoon but they were Polite gentlemen. Monday,
at werk, JIM avised me,"The Methodist cherch? I think I was
married there!" One of my regular customers brot me cookies
and coal=candy that day [the first of many cooky packets].
Tuesday [the 21st], i ran the vacuum, recycled by walking,
warshed my sheets & jeans AND entertained AKRON when
he came home to the Schtalag--normal off=day busyness.
A few days passed~On Birthing Eve day, i did the litany with
my Presby friends & attended the Moravian 4:30 LoveFeast
candle vigil. There was unitas fratrum in the coffee & cake,
more Especially in the Lighting of so many tapers at close.
The funny thing about Christmas, this Year, was i didn't
attend any Services!? Sure, i ate a fine luncheon with Pastor
STONE, his three girls and four (4) othre guests...took home
the gifts of fresh fruit for the haushold...drank iced tea with
my brothre [he had a shake] and ROCKY and JACK; they ate
a fair two plates while the Brothers palavered and kibbutzed.
{i was joining the Turtle in scant non=theism when he noted
that there were too many good Xmas songs} Thus it was a
celebration of something, with these, Yet not an overt denial
of that which i know to believe OR believe to know...
The Yard is hard in Winter. The customers are few and far long
coming AND the Publick werkers have to take care that my
shack doesn't succumb to the coldness. Of myself, i keep warm
in my boof and Proffer a thread of continual Recyclingness.
Wednesday, the 29th of Decembre was like that. ROSE gave me
the papres of the day, the publick werkers brot some fallen
branches, CHICAGO called my fone to ask after laundry=soap,
and STOSH & LINDA brang me anothre tinful of cookies. The
bus took me to and from, regularly, as buses often do.
By some account, i am making more Time & Money than i
ought. Thursday was thus, when i vacuumed the AdminBuild
with KATHY. i am there when an increase of Fortune is merited.
OR when Merit is Fortuitous! Acause~New Year's Day was an
unpaid HolyDay which i thoroughly enjoyed in the presence
of CAT and Her invited guests--WE were nine (9) at table with
traditional victuals and Fine Fellowship. The Turtle came again
to see us all, to gathre His own gifted cookies and to ferry me
back to the tiny row=haus on Thirteenth (13th) Avenue...
Which, of it=self, came to be in tumult! --part one--
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
vome
Presently, i pause to schlice bread And guard my hacienda.
Sunday, 31 October, 2004...Power Interruption!
Must be a new day all=to. Had to reset my TVs by
and by, uncorrected clocks none-with-standing.
[TVs: those hunky dark boxes that werk way better
than this one.] Would that FOX might broadcast The
Simpsons schcary episode anight instead of a month
after Columbus Day. The balls get longer & longer.
Armistice dé, two=thousand Seven...we celebrate the End of
the War to 'End all Wars'. Which was a prelude to the Great
War. {is there irony in nomenclature?} Which was folloed by
a Cold War! it schtaggers the mere mind of a son of a Navy
Veteran...i'm the unfortunate batard who somehow didn't
even have to go to the POST OFFICE and sign up for selective
service. Yet, i am grateful to live in a relatifly free Nation
which is currently under its own 'limited' state of emergency.
11/12/2o-1o, i bundled up & took the flatted, fearful byke
AND all my sundries in pocket & pack to the bus-stop at the
corner of the 12th Avenue cemetery. But~i forgot the ring of
keys which holds my Parish gatekey?! No matter, i went thru
the office of the Parish werx and borroed an original. i haf
no trouble closing those locks at dusk; i'm forever carrying
the Key i need to Open. [the byke i put in the shared storage
unit, pro tempore.] 'Twas a light dé 'pon the Yard, yet JOHN
brot me espresso hard candies. HE is thinking of lending me
a mountain byke to ease the Wintre commute. (*Blessing?*)
There i was at the schtop on the highwé across from the Gas
Schtation under windy cool low-hanging clouds...Suddenly, i
amembered that the W bus only schtops there at 4:35 & 6:35 PM,
respectifly!? i turned my tail [and whited schneaks] Toward
the Correct catch=bus, a two mile walk and jog to the grox
schtore. Just made the J last into Town, near a semblance of
Homeness. {i haven't got used to the new Hours of the fine
regular Days!} At least i warmed up by moving so rapidly.
TITLE: Transient Transcendental Transformationalism
TEMP: it's moderate for Novembre, even pleasant
MOOD: Happy in darkness & light, Anticipatory all=ways
PUXXLE: i am making many mistakes on the hard sudokus
WIDEO: Amber Tamblyn on House, i love her from afar...
GROX: rosbif & provolone, celery & cuke for salad
HAER: fear the beard, it is old and unruly, seasonal
THOT: «People tend to ask me for direxions
because i seem to be a determinist; i have
not caught the shiftless shuffle nor the
languid lope of the completely Lost.»
XTRA THOTS:«Three things impel a cyclist: Defensifness,
Assertifness AND Intentionality.» and «It's hard
werk to be the chaplain of a Prison-Haus.»
TEXT: Tuesday, Novembre 16th, 2o1o...MIAMI is on the move.
But HE wiln't be far away--he's taking up the second floor
of the next haus on the alley. It is much more spacious
AND he gets his own kitchen AND shunky [with bathtub].
It's definitely a Positif schtep for him. Meantime, the
first unit of this stalag becomes available to members of
the current Fraternity. WHO should take it? i could make
my move from gamma=dog to Guardian with Blessings from
the Concierge. CHICAGO could transition cleanly closer to
the Lanai with incremental new Responsibility; AKRON of
Unit Two might opt for greater coziness matcht by less
finestral Solar brightness. (The occupant of Unit Five is
not a contender; HE is newest and Probational.) Time is
short & there oughta be a meeting of the minds! Of gourse,
Our Quakerton benefactor could also simply Advertise the
first floor to A greater new Person all=to. *iPondre*
Mercifull Mothre! it's getting quite hard to upcatch my
own=self on what's Happening! i haf been Serving extra
hours on the cleaning crew with MONICA & CATHY both...on
account of MONICA has half retired from Her great calling.
{Someone has to tidy up the Prison cells & the Conference
rooms} That is: i am cross=trained to Good usage for the
minor majority of Parish people. Whenever there's a patch
of extra Cabeej, i'll take hold of it; my whole fangdambly
Taught me that much. [yet~it only goes that far Again^.]
The werld is turning on a dime and on a worm...i had
forgotten how schlow the buses Are compared to byking...
My fone=cell needs a Battery...my feet require warm and
anti=wet Boots for the coming Season...i should grade=up
my Schpectacles toward Schporty bifocalism [i only need
Glasses to see Disdainfully, Distantly] And~WHAT will i
get MILEY for her Eighteenth birfdé??! These are much for
a Progressifly positif person...Him whom CATHY called,
"Refreshing", on a recent JEEP© ride 'home'. ~slac~
Friday, October 15, 2010
ware
And i schtill found the time-in-day to warsh my Whites. [1o-o9-o9]
+And if You're just joining the Schtory...the Concierge went,«You
guys think this is All fun and games...You'll learn.» i went,«Not me!
i am serious like a heart attack.» {i thrive on chaos with Drama}
Septembre First, MIAMI treated me after his werk & mine to a
coupla pork chops; i had sauerkraut mit mein. Symbiosis^
Second, after the comings & goings of the hausmasters, INDIANA
retourned for his toiletries; i remembred to put out the Trash.
Third, WE were short=handed & vehicularly challenged to refresh
the Food Pantry~Pastor JAMES and i werkt top-side AND we some
how made it all in Afore the next meeting. The QUAKERTON installed
a bike=rack on the veranda so that no future Person would ever try
to lift their bicycle up the schtairs into a 'room'. White Laundry.
Fourth, Acause the Concierge is ever=present in his electricle retire,
i must depart the premises earlier & earlier evydé! Schtrange that
one cannot put togethre neithre a decent break=fast nor the seemly
lunch dawn upon dawn; i drain my moka and warsh the cup out, so
i can pedal toward my Peacefull Parish. [5.4 miles in 45 minutes, at
7.2 MPH average & 15.2 maximum] There were also independent
thinkers coming to my Yard, moderately, BUT they were set=off by
cute KAREN, golfing BOB and a certain soul-mate, SHARON. {She
is only evre-present on account of her Mother is an organist in the
Tradition of GRACE & EVELYN, my music teachers} Tumult!
Fifth
Sixth, This was the forced day-off, the taking out of my Aerco unit,
the day that DONALD found a ten dollar note upon the schtreet.
{i do not lose HAMILTONS upon HAMILTON Avenue, yet i find federal
Franklin Delano dimes where=ever Adhenoi sends me} Acause i was
free & easy to attend the town Faer, i attended the marionette show,
saw the big tigres, the Lion & ligre...watcht the frisbee-dog show for
a final Time AND visited my old neighbourhood friend, WALT, ran into
co-publik werker MATT & his wife, bumpt into ABIGAIL, our old papre
girl AND Dave of the high skool as i wandered aimlessly unto dusk.
It's not that i meant to connect with my Peoples at the faer, yet it
could not be helpt on account that i was off. [Mack used to say,«Am
I off? I've been off for years!»] And i put out the greasy garbage.
^That is not all i remembre of Septembre, but it'll do for Now.
It's the ides of Octobre already AND i can't catch my flanks with
fifteen fingres! Less=the=Never, i shall endeavour to make a
general report of the type i never do--on account of i might not
get anothre better idea Until Novembre.
Thursday, October 14th, 2o1o...the haus is filled with good people,
including CHICAGO, who had to retourn from visiting his ailing
Father in Puerto Rico & his Mother in Chicago. The cheese factory
held his job for him AND the concierge permitted him to alight in
the nearly next room of his [an Improvement for CHICAGO]. The
rest of the boys are behaving themselves, mostly, keeping it clean,
not causing upsets & paying the retired electrician, QUAKERTON
concierge in a Timely fashion. {i don't play with such things~my
seven Stays are Always covered on pay=day} Folding horth^
For some reason, the Welfare office increased my food stipend.
i'm not gonna complain of it to any=one! i am not hungry [nor too
thin] AND i make best use of loaves when they are Available...
{Give us this dé our bread, our to=day bread, Our amorro manna} My
health is fantastic acause of this...i eat the good food, the fresh food,
i Excersize bettre than any Person i know of my age. i bicycle and walk,
i showre & shave Appointedly, i carry my=self among all my friends
like a man as tall as i am. My soul is clean and clear on waking and
schleeping, day upon day~but i am too humble to take pride in it.
In Polytryx~there will be a sea change...WE must not forget to hold
'radicals' Accountable to schtate=wide Constitutional Conventions,
in every State & even unto the Contiguous congress, The Time is now
AND Now is the time. If the government of Chile can save its miners,
WE can preserve Ourselves. Just sayin', a thot=after. ~faer-way-slac~
Saturday, September 11, 2010
rafe
I am only a Cloud of the mist of the Vapour which
obscures the Mountain...etcetera
Love 2 Love the werld ~slac~
Happy Labour Day and batten down the hatches. Advise of else
as time passes~~~it is Quiet within the Eye. ~cloudyslac~
HOW TO BEGIN, as a kontinuation...of kind Labours
«Boo! Keep passing by my house.» --Roomy #1
Is it a rooming=haus OR a boarding=haus? The room
itself is One of the smallest i've known, tight and cozy.
i do not own any of the 'furnishings' in it. Overmore, it
can't be called room and board iffen there ain't no Table.
There is all the food held in Common, shared, disperst &
up eaten by the Residents under their chins wherever
they [WE] sit or schtand. {my very last kitchen table was
an horrible thing, snatcht by one of the engineer's Class
fambly membres while we rooted me out of the Oakhaus}
i know~the Place is a comfortable & Affordable hostel, an
Address to travel toward and fromwise on the life=path.
Because, it isn't where You live, but how You live...
Tuesday, September Seventh, 2o1o...Part Two opens:
August 26: There was no bread for me at the soop kitchen.
August 27: i met the new #2 man who is actually named after
a city!? Do i thus profesy? He is younger some and pale.
August 28: Almost left my gifted rüchsack at the gas station;
an elderly couple brot me a bag=lunch of PB&J with else.
August 29: After cherch, my Presbyterian surrogate father
gave me three (3) passes to the town Faer.
August 30: Acause i also wheeled downtown to my Credit Union,
the byke numbres were thus: 8.62 miles in 1:12:24 (one hour &
thirteen minutes) at a good 7.67MPH average, 17.99MPH max.
The day of werk was light but filling, including a coupla Visits by
my friend, SHARON, the delightful MORAVIAN. Tarps! And there
was Xcessif heat upon the Yard, but who will remembre it?
August 31: It was the out-moving of the INDIANA kid and MIAMI
was entertaining one (1) of his girls...i thus went to the dollar
schtore for glass Tumblers on account of she could not resign
her=self to drink out of plastic pint containers which pass
for MIAMI's coffe=milk. {i wouldn't beverate outta them either
for the fact that HANE used to piddle into samesuch} It is my
honour to help MIAMI even with the purchase of potatoes. HE
is the Protector of the Porch, as all. *TATCWP*
Septembre begins and i shall surely up=catch it in the resolve
of Part Two^^ ~tolerable~slac~