Saturday, April 18, 2009


What a small werld filled with schtrange

wonders! The Somalian pirates did not at

all come to a good end, this time round.

«Crime doesn't pay.» The man who was the

voice of the Phillies collapsed in a boof

in the Columbian District and later went

to that dream=field in the sky; he is, in

his own werds,"outtaHere!" The OBAMA girls

have got their puppy and have named it Bo.

[one more lettre & it woulda had one of my

Names which i share with a departed bassett

hound.] What is a Portugese water dog anyhow?

Does it fetch water OR does it schwim in it?

These^ are awesome and befuddling things.

Tuesdé, Avril 14th, °9...Amorning, i took

a showre to walk in a drixxle. That is, it

is schtill hat and hoody weathre hereabouts.

Thursdé, Avril 16th, °9...i did Not enjoin

the tea party protests for multiple reasons.

(1) my TAXES are already come and gone.

(2) i had to werk--it's a thing with me.

(3) i'm a habitual UnJoiner of fanciful fads

and flavourful redounding Politicle exploits.

It's perfectly fine for othre Citizens to

paricipate in these wondrements & more Power

to them; i prefer to labour quietly in the


, making small bright Changes.

(4) tea is not a Symbolic beverage for me.

It's like 6th on my list for EITHER drinking

OR tossing into the nearest way=water...

Saturday, April 18th, +9...i got up to much


yesterdé, most if All of it toward

propre results. It was a lovely day to move

with my Compatriots on the Walley buses.

Aday~it was the most beautifull breexy Yet

shiny=sun Occurence of workingness; that is,

i got schlammed from morning to evening with

ALL the yardwaste that my clients in the

Parish could bring along. Five (5) roll=offs


in the brightness of a Spring dé.

MONICA [my good schweeping partner of auld]

Visited at noon while i 'directed Traffic'

and friend GARY brot me a chocolate shake

with two (2) double cheeburgers at 2:30.

Needles=to=say, i didn't really tune in my

Radidio until the Sun had nearly settled.

Amorro, i'll cherch up somewhere and compose

the week to come...Upward & Onwise. ~slac~

Sunday, April 12, 2009


As chilly as it is here and elsewhere,

i take heart of the Redemptif days.

^reposited from two (2) years Agone^

Tuesday, Avril 7th, and9...Aday, i took

my Lunch at the soop kitchen, acause

that^ was where i found my=self. And it

was an enriching experience. Here comes

the prologue: last Fridé, i cleaned up

and walkt in the rain to get a haer=cut.

The barber also schpritzt my wings afore

cutting them, making my sartorial trip

a sort of Baptism. After the grox run,

and later that evening, my outgoing

fone=service was suspended. The 'pooter

makes funny noises when it can't connect.

Saterdé, i rode the J to the Cedar-mall

with my friend who werx at the boxstore.

i chekt my Pressure [114/75p72] at the


and submitted an Application for

werk to NATHAN. The Yard was both busy

and brutally windy. {sow on the breeze,

reap the whirl=wind} Kay and Harry pickt

me up at closing and toted me to the

Steakhaus for dinner with Maisy and her

man [BabaLoo]. This^ was a grand weekend

for my Sisters to visit, coming as they

did for a form of emotional rescue...

SUN=DAY was the more Perfect time of all

to breakfast at Our favourite greek diner,

to confabulate over my Troubles, to walk

around Turtle's lake and through the Rose

Garten & to dine yet again at anothre of

Our town steakhauses! {comes the Day when

i shall Schpring for meals & BabaLoo won't

grumble of Us being 'in a rut'} Sunshine.

There were also some ballbasket games

going on during the Visitaxn and i am


that my nearest Sister misst

some of the Action. «Is it schtill march

madness if it laps over into April?»

Mondé, it flurried fiercely over the

girls' departure and my commute; i tried

Valiantly from the boof to restore my

home=fone. Oddly~it takes a fone to fix

a fone, kinda like it takes a job to get

a job. Life! Profundity! Small miracles!



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