Tuesday, October 17th, And6...when the engineer breaks something, he asks,"Who werkt this up to the point of catastrofic failure?" So it was Today when i traded myred umbrella for a black umbrella. The red one had reached the Point of Catastrophe...And~schpeaking of inclemency, where has my old weathre=girl gone to? I like the brown=eyed blonde who has taken over, but i miss the young woman who saw me thru all the changes. I hope she hasn't left the Walley for good & all...[spurious ellipses!]
Thursday, October 16th, and8...History repeats it=self. i broke that^umbrella too, about three (3) weeks ago. And~the new weathre=girl^ has left as well! Echoic.
Saturdé, Octobre 18th, °°8...Who knew the Yard would be so busy on such a cool, autumnal day? We overfilled the five (5) Dumpsters® and, altho i wanted to continue celebrating the 'Feast of Booths', i hardly found Time to set in my own Slack=shack! Come and go...Cuddie FRANK was kind enuf to ferry me home=wise. Amorro~i might could oughta try to make a Transfer of these Glow=Pages to the next Venue. Anything is possible. [comment freely 'til the End] ~slac~