Sunday, October 17, 2004


they's a cold rain comin'


OK~it's here.

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Must be October...they's

like 90 guys running around

trying 2 hit a little sewn up ball

with a shaved branch. Can't be

a real sport if you can carry

your car=keys in your uniform.

Never mind~i will stay out of it.

GO YankSox AstroCards, or

whoever^ Halloween!

* [game over]

Maisie & the Goof will be in

Europe by that time Any=way.

J have mercy on the Europeans!

How does a grandmother of two

and Owner of four (4) cats find

Time to gallavant across the big

pond? It mysifies me much.

[G speed Maisie, AND there will

be fotoes---eventual.]

EVERYTHING else proceeds apace.

At least those concatenations of

Reality which i can be Advised of.

Hane is no less werse of Action

than she thinks or believes.

Which is to say,"Doing pretty good

for an old Lady." And we have

heard nearly nothing bad from any

other Quarter...unless one includes

what They publish in the papers.

{Remember: Freedom of the Press

belongs still & mostly to the owners

of Said presses. Guttenberg(?) did

not own a lap=top.}

>Insertion Point>

i hear tell that Sunday folloes the

day after Friday...

Saturday, October 16, 2004

The Cloud of many Colours~~mine

is a fine Madness---ask any=body.

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TITLE: briskiness

MOOD: shivery

MUSIC: dire straits

THOT: "Apparently, i have more

blank CDs than music ones...long

live the cassette."


Chicken soop! As only i can make

it. The Engineer and his boy stoppt

by this after 2 change out Hane's

Airco; Cat poppt in a little later.

[Rocky schtayed @ home to carve a

Pumpkin after a Magic Gathering.]

We host mostly by intelligent

austerity those b'ful relatives who

can keep up with the mind games.

The Eagles won handily~of the ball

base i have already stated that i'll

Believe when it's over that certain

players should not be allowed to

give themselves pedicures in the

out=dug. OR, so i might hear of

such things if i folloed^

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We are assured of the Left Coast

that cousin Kevin is home & well.

He came a few days late but no=one

i know is in charge of scheduling the

Relief of such noble warriors.

Would that it were such~but we will

be Advised by post & pictures.

I hear tell over the radidio that the

Dense docteur of Deconstruction

is funeralised. It does not admit on

my text up to this point. [altho i

bet he is having a grand party with

Richard Avedon.] Was it not myself

who noticed that Greatness was

expiring in Advance of the truly fine

Revolution? Better i should complete

the Sunday puxxle and read less the

Obituary=page. There are ghosts

who poke this filosofer!

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they's a brittle cool that settles

on autumnal pages~


NOT here...but some=where.

OK~it's here as well.

17 October, 2004

* slac *


thelovetrain said...

I usually deep=read your filosoficalness dad. It's a necessity in, the name of comprehension.

Besides, how else do you think that I come up with such romantical stuff?


~Filomantical B

ondinemonet said...

Owed2ahhtum. Am eyes chpekin MAC yet? LOL


slacbacmac said...

Thanx Carly [smooch]
i thot i was cryptic...
Define 'chpekin' by e=mail or
somesuch!?   Appreciata>>


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