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Sunday, March 20, 2005...can such a drizzly cold day truly be the schtart of Schpring? It pondres me much as i regard my retourn to the Parish recycling centre. Or posit the miracles & mayhem that might accrue 2 me~it is an entirely NEW AGE of possibilities which force up and confront the soul's attainment.  ^reposit^

Wednesday, March 19th, 2008...roughly three (3) years later & just as wet!  WILY WILLY WISITS WALLEY: i am one of the Happy wanderers who meandered into that west=end collegiate basketball arena where BILLY BLAINE gave a speech in favour of his wife, while reminiscing wistfully about his own Term in Office.  {i didn't schtay for the whole monologue, but it still counts in my column of famous Presidents i have seen. nyah~nyah} Oh! And i met a very nice yoga instructor while i waited. History: i ushered a BILLY JOEL concert in that same building when i was a stem=cell & yes, i inhaled...

The dé was moist, cool and drearily grey.  But i had to keep wandering, namely to purchase my brisket at the groxery store.  {thank goodness my tax refund came so i could indulge my Irish pique...supposedly there's more coming from DUBYA in May}  Nice things do happen to sincere souls, eventually... ~star*schtruck=slac~