Wednesday, June 15, 2005

CABS!

Wednesday, June 15, 2005...

TITLE: the washed & the unwashed

MOOD: homey

frison biché: Returned to Owners

Music/Noise: fans only

Weathre: not as schticky...!

Thot: "Benjamin Franklin does not

need any more pennies on his marker.

He is more rich and more dead than

he ought to be, as is."

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Man, them cabbies can sure drife

fast & crasy when they want to. I'm

not gonna take any lessons from them!

*

WE ran into a blockage on the main

road on the way down And our bus

driver decided to follow a mini=van

into a deep dark Wood. It was more

than surreal riding in a land=liner to

an uncertain juncture on a country

road. Yet we came back on t'othre side

of the Jam. HIM, i'll take lessons from.

I will say that this was one of the

quickest journeys i've made from

point 2 point~i was whisked from the

Peter Pan terminal to my hotel in

record time. Unaccustomed as i am

to moving at the speed of light, my

molecular structure wasn't adversely

affected. Room Service! Send up some

ten dollar chicken fingres and a four

dollar beer. The gubment is paying.

*

Dawn, four pilloes...

*

It's true~i am a trouble=maker. Just

ask the security personell at the

federal courthaus. [altho, in my own

defence: i haven't been through a

metal detector in years.] My jeans

had rivets, my boots had eyelets &

my belt buckle was a special problem.

Twice in one day i went through the

arch scanner and there was no stopping

my Beepage. And i was also wanded

both times. {the security at the bus

station should only be so good} My

buckle? That was a cheap thrill becos

each time Mister Filly Security Man

person had to check that, he grabbed

a handful of my leathre belt and

tugged it Inside=Out. Made me

schtand on tippy=toes i'll tell you.

Good thing i had neither camera nor

weapon~because i woulda refused to

get engaged until he @ least bot me

dinner @ Penn's Landing. Seams!

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And that^ more or less happened to

all one hundred & ninety=nine of us,

give or take, by degrees. Soon enuf we

were escalated...

~end of part One~

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5 comments:

slacbacmac said...

Correction: personnel NOT personell?
never mind--they were Personages.
~Author~

sunflowerkat321 said...

Well..this makes federal jury duty actually seem a bit entertaining.

Did they pick you?

deabvt said...

Made me

schtand on tippy=toes i'll tell you.

Good thing i had neither camera nor

weapon~because i woulda refused to

get engaged until he @ least bot me

dinner @ Penn's Landing. Seams!
Now you got smiles from me at this unGodly hour.
V

louf48 said...

Life can be fun and exciting, huh?

slacbacmac said...

Agreement>>> i was chosen to participate yet
not chosen to Serve, flowre=sun. AND yes, it's a
fun, exciting, unusual thing 2 go & do the Square
Dance of Democracy! Veritas.  ~Author~

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