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Fambly Mystery Solved! There are No extra spurious A's in the

natural name, Catherine. She was born & baptised just as you

see it, regardless of the DIOCESAN cherch title. 2.21.06

Tuesday, February 20, 2007...It was me driving through that

blinding snow=squall between Frederick and Alexandria. On

SUNDAY, we travelled South again, this time to visit Kay...

Mondé, February 23rd, +9...The sun did come Out on Saterdé,

as did some regular cuddies. And tho' as cold as was, i pasted my

Xposed face with screen=sun. ...This Year, like millions, i am

renouncing Poverty for LENT. It is a schteep climb.

Sunday, February 21st, 2o1o...the Great Girls were here for

nearly the whole week=end; they brang their entourage of mild

men. [BabaLoo, Harry & the Engineer] Obstensibly to Visit me

in my natural surroundings AND to reconnoitre the storage box.

{it^ is a very DENSE thing to keep so long after estatement...yet

me and the Turtle don't mind tending it a little Forward once}

Dinner! Breakfast! Dinner & Breakfast again! WE measure our

Progress by the fullness of our guts.

Friday, February 26th, 2o1o...it was anothre schnay=schtorm to

remind us that Wintre ain't over. But she wasn't as bad as the

last one. Less=the=Never, she caused my taxes to go behind

yet anothre session. {At least they^ are free to do in one of the

cherch basements} From the late rising, i acquired tarjetas for

MIAMI...bot my money ordre for the Concierge...and coppt that

Xtra Especial laundry detergent for the bunk=haus warsher.

Thursday, March Forth, 2o-1o...Jumping way ahead, by way of

Jumping just back: On Saterdé, the 27th, my first Customer on

the Yard was none othre than TOM who hauls the food pantry

pallets with his truck & trailer. {i recognised him afore he placed

me} There was also anothre truck & trailer of yard waste later.

{things are 'picking up'} Sun=Day, i attended the final mass of

a certain LUTHERAN cherch which traces its history in the Town

to 1917. Alpha & Omega~my first visit happened on their closing

day...the wine was white. They had coffee and cake with their

bittresweet Nostalgia, afterwise. Monday, i finalised my taxes

with LYNNE & BOB in the Moravian cellar--it schtrikes me holy

how many Good things happen in the off=rooms of cherches!

The main accomplish of Tuesday was a mopping of the upper

floor...yesterdé, the bus was crowded with familiars, altho the

drifer was Again different. OH! Schpeaking of public transport:

a very nice girl chatted me up last Saterdé After WE got off at the

shopping centre. [she werx at the big store & also goes to that

college on the W route] Whatever don't happen for Good in holy

cellars, will surely occur as one gets on and off municiple Vehicles!

~believing=the=great=believe, slac~

lure

The Colonel is another Year older, and ignores his shadow

on such a day. I haven't seen mine today either and it wasn't

for the lack of looking. There will be six (6) weeks of Wintre

remaining, regardless of the actions of so many small brown

furry rodentiæ. ^reposited of o2o2o5^ [or ROBOTS]

Saturday, February Second, and8...my superbol ballfoot

Prognostication is thus: the Game will be won by a team

whose name ends in ~ts. Bet the farm.

Tuesday, February Second, twenty-ten...the Lunch today was

hot dogs, potato salad and baked beans. i had my favourite

bluepie for dessert. i took away a sliced loaf of Pumpernickel.

{many people, afflicted AND unafflicted, don't fancy the dark

breads but i do; i do have a thing against baked beans but

will consume them in the Spirit of Receivership} Last night,

JERSEY put too much berd into his rotary oven and set off

the building alarm. "This is freakin' bool=sheet!", he railed.

Yet~WE should watch our cooking more closely now that two

(2) women live among us. And^ othre machines in Our orbit.

The concierge completed a grand werk o'er the week=end:

installing an high efficiency Warsher on the sun=room AND

finishing the ceiling of the showery AND waxing the first floor

linoleum® AND cleaning out His basement. [he speckt me on

the use of the Warsher by paying for a load And proddled me

to teach the othres how to use it well] It was a long walk to

meet with the MORAVIANS for the Peace and Justice service,

but they All love me much when i am abiding with Them.

Saterdé was bittre [cold] on the Yard, but sister KAY warmd

me with her fonecall about going to FLORIDA! She's folloing

the Mack Rule while MAISY & BABALOO are not [Ireland? In

February?]. i apologise every Year for missing BABALOO's

birthiversary, which falls between certain Memorials and the

Happy Happy Joy Joy of the COLONEL on grundsau Day.

{i don't xpect LOO faults us Forgetting His elderlyness}

Amorro, i will guard the Yard, awaiting waning Wintre and

schweeping away an inch of Schnay; Thor'sDé, i'll pay back

the METHODISTS the repasts which i had from LUTHERANS.

It's all the same boat of fisheringfolk henceforth...

~semiHibernal slac~

isle

Title: Fortunes of the Faint and Feigning

Feeling: empathy, within and without

dreme: of mail coming to the old=haus...with cat & kids

Fulfillment of dreme: cat's haus has become a mail=drop

for me much as the good Apartment had been for the Turtle

Videre: spits & spots of othre peoples' crasy screens

Listening: birdsongs during a rare thaw, footsteps...

Weathre: bitterly cold but gradually rising

Soop: ham-bean and potato avec parsley and garlic

Puxxles: SuDoKu is not as uninteresting as i first Believed,

altho they are progressifly more difficult as the week wears

Text: Sunday, January 10th, Twenty=Ten...there is plenty of

Holy Water to go around. Oh! Today is the special day when

WE remember the Matriarch [Hane] coming into the werld

even though she also left it behind a scant Eighty years and

six days after. {She slept mercifully on either side of Each}

Come to find, Roomy#5 shares the same birthiversary! Yet

he is well and truly in the middle of the suffering sojourn...

And, as a certified BUDDHIST, i continue to Act rightly in

guidance toward each and every Path. Thot rightly too.

Thursday, January 14th, 20-10...On Sunday night, the

concierge filled his Hotel by lending the fourth unit to a woman

from the islands. As much as i've seen her thusfar, she is very

lovely. Tuesday morning was the rescheduled filling of the

Methodist food pantry. {DAVE said,"Pastor won't allow us to

restock during nice weather."} i also managed to consume a

goodly amount of my Soop, yet could not convince my boys

to sample it. Their loss--as it's one of my best Efforts.

Wednesdé morning, afore werk, i caught a glimpse of LUIS

in his delivery=van; he was the quiet & stealthy Tenant of the

fifth apartment prior to the current one. This^ happened in

the parking lot of my ever favourite grox schtore which still

and always operates in the midst of my three (3) dwellings.

{the Universe assuredly has such nodes and nexi} There was

much to MEMORIALISE this week: from the passings of

the veep's mother and MIEP GIES, who held onto that small

book that Anne Frank wrote...to the many thousands who've

perisht Or are perishing in the nation of Haiti. As ever, i put

the scant power of my prayers toward healing and rescue.

Concluding thots: "You meet the nicest people, when you have

the Need of them." "You become the nice enough person, when

you Serve the needful ones because You remembre meeting their

counterparts." "One can do good by being good, which is alright,

Or One can become good by doing good things, which is a slightly

bettre Way to arrife at the same place." Another mile of Names

added on...and fervent smooches for all ~slack

smax

Saterdé, Father XMAS rode up to the municiple building on his

laddertruck while a gentle schnay fell upon the cold, dark

Parish. {i can't remembre it ever schnowing this good for him

in Years past; it was magical} Joy! Now~as for this economy,

i am not overly concerned of it ['tho it has been made grandly

Horrible] acause i can see to sense a corner=turn. My own hours

will increase toward the inauguration & into the year. Othre

blessings shall come to those who hold tight and pay or save

with actual money. It's a new model. ^reposited of 12.9.8^

Sunday, December 13th, °9...last Friday i tried to meet the

President of the United States, but i went about it all wrong!

Instead of bussing out early to the community college only to

see his Motorcade three (3) times--i shoulda woulda coulda

done my regular replenishment of the methodist food=pantry

and wandered down to the diner where i have held no less than

two (2) blogger CONFLUENCES. Bettre schtill, i mighta gone

randomly bussing that afternoon toward the career centre and

have had met Mister Obama while seeking=job on Computre.

{Hescha! why didn't i go to the Aerport to watch him land?}

Anothre dé...yet i would not have traded the Aventure i had.

Anointed Mercies! Is this again already the third Son=Day in

Advent? And the schtart of the Maccabean miracle of Oil?

i spent the middle of my morning with the moravians learning

about the tradition of Kristingle [it's a tree or bush festooned

with various colourful fruits and candied gum=drops signifying

the multitudionous host of peoples living on Earth]. i so enjoy

living among people [former neighbour WAYNE drove me onto

my present environs]. One can learn to live Lovingly while

residing in a bünkhaus, learn to cook caringly in a cojoined

cuchina chuck=wagon AND walk in the Way of pleasant pleas

by schtepping into Temple during the High season. Happy!

No wondre the candles have lasted so long...it's dark and

dreary [cold, wet and rainy here as well] But the Hope of hope

keeps re=arriving year upon year! Immaculate, Illuminant,

Imanuel. ~kringly~slac~

meep

Mondé, November 10th, 2008°8...

it's dark and sometimes cold on the

Parish Yard around closing. Good

for the night vision & the layering!

Of all=the=else~i am once again

behind myself. {the migraxn to--

here--had something to do with it}

i hope & pray that my good friends

'from' Glow=land will schtumble onto

this^ page and reconnect with me

by all means efficacious. i spect

there will be much RECONNECTING

across the new neighbourhood &

that's a good thing. Feel Free...

my elderly Glow & my infant Glow

are schtill and ever "open format".

[it's a rare thing for slac to delete

well=placed Comments.]

Friday, November 20, 2009...What a week! What a month! What a

Life! i could not dare to catch myself with ten fingres of all the stuf

that has happened. Be that as it may and what have You, irregardless

and apropos of Nothing...[cream of staunchisness]. i believe i will

report back=wise of recent memory until i hit a schticking Point.

i went on a recycle walk, depositing all those paperboards which

accrue from hausmates cooking Frozen Dinners. i rode the bus from

outer points toward central points, taking a little cash from the Union

and munching samples at the Market. i added an hour and ninety-six

days to my portable fone by purchasing a card at Cat's farmacy...

'Tween Eleven and Noon, i faerly ran into my favourite brit Widow

and catcht our=selves up on common Circumstances. 'Tween Ten

and Eleven, i helpt the methodists restock their food pantry; We

offloaded 1,680 pounds of BANANAS, among the else of such.

{Pastor Jim said a funny thing: "Question, who drinks pear juice?

Answer, A Loser." He was just joshing} For break=fast i served my

self a fried egg sandwich on pumpernickel bread with a third Moka.

Warsht my haer and body, turning on the water afore i entered.

From 845 to 707, i prayed the Litany with the Pastor and his wife,

as well as the couple who abut the Tent of Meeting...it was a near

thing not to miss the rising Morning happyness. Late to rise on Six.

Thersday, i defrosted my fridge. Joy! In the morning, Roomy #2 and

i had to see off Roomy #1 [the Sargeant-at-Arms, front-man] as he

flew off to the islands [one Gulf island] for a much needed break.

He acted like the proverbial decapitated pollo and sent me to score

a replacement fone=charger before the van came. ("Beel! I can't be

without my Phone!') Kind of an exciting morning, near comical.

Wednesday, in the ordre it happened: After breakfast, Roomy #2

and i rode the H=bus toward town. i had recently told him that it

schtruck me strange that for months now We have ridden the public

Conveyances without running into each other. Mirabile dictu!

*pause*

baba

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~

kake

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...

Really~because the Rooming haus used to be an actual

home=row, the current water closet was once quite

literally, a Closet. It is set apart from that redesigned

room which holds the shower and the shaving sink.

[i've called that a vanity in the past, but the Lovely girl

downstairs has her own, And we are all MEN who live

togethre in the upper schpaces.] Locking sometimes.

«Boo! Keep an eye in my place.» --Roomy #1

My [the LandLord's] ferigerator is a Beauteous thing!

She has no handle and no interior light And she is not

Free-of-the-Frost. That is, she is frigid enuf allto because

there is ice constantly forming upon the top shelf. i miss

the fridges of Youth & the ice=box of my Independence.

The one sign at my regular groxery store goes: HOT FOOD

IS NOT FOODSTAMPABLE. It is true that one could make a

lunch al fresco using the benefit card; it just would never

be a hot lunch. Generally speaking, and i am as confused

about this as the Benefactors, the card cannot be used for

those meals a working poor person could not cook and put

togethre his=self. {the fine tendency of such a Policy is

toward cheaper & less processed comestables, saving the

recipient AND the taxpayer money overall} Blessings!

TITLE: Wheels go Round and Round

MOOD: cheerfull, brightly mobile, autumnally optimystic

NOISE: bells & hymns by choice--the schtuff i hear

bleeding out of othre people's headsets & cars just

annoys me. {i have the very sensitif ears}

HAER: summerly short, the wintre beard is schtarting

WIDEO: television is evywhere now; you no longer have

to go 'home' to watch it. Still--a vast waste=land.

WEATHRE: sunny, breezy, near=perfect

BIKE: i come to find out that Pedestrians can be just as

dangerous as othre Vehicles! And i'm one of them.

They [and i] cross the roads without full Awareness of

the wheeled conveyances bearing down upon them...

NATURE: late summer skunks preside, visibly, nasally

THOT: «Subtext? You must be a deconstructivist.»

MEMORIAM: Wednesdé, i attended a Viewing for one of

the BINGO werkers who came to us during the Transition

from big games to little games. ADAM was the new brother

in=law of the President...and i partied at Adam's wedding

to CONNIE in 1992. And altho i would not have been misst

by any=one had i hadn't gone to the Neighbourhood

funerary, i fulfilled my obligation to comfort that Fambly.

MODERN TEXT: Yesterdé, i took the light meal with the

nearest Lutherans--a wafer with grape juice. But i took

the bicycle to the Moravians for Khristian Karaoke and the

kaffeeklatsch. {i might never get used to the Expression,

«I hope my bike is still in the narthex.»} The lemon ring

cake was just as good as the blueberry slab i ate with my

friends. Aday, the dé of Labours, i cycled quite freely thru

the Town as it was ghostly empty. Roomy #2 is absent on

this Vacation day & Roomy #4 is transiting a more extended

Leave for all of the week, perhaps further. So~i and the

Alpha=dog are 'folding the hort'...happily and Truly.

NB: there are the unemployed, and the underemployed

as well as the disemployed; i land within the ranges.

~slac~