secret: i'm already eating corned
beef, that's how irish i am.
Title: Dimes From Heaven
Mood: brightening, agile
Music: ishpod, Garrison Keillor (?!)
Soop: home=made Chicken Potato
Puxxle: su doku, most often
Futurific Reposit: [edited]
Wednesday, March 19th, °8...nearly
three (3) years later & just as wet!
WILY WILLY WISITS WALLEY: i am one
of the fortunate vagabonds who meandered
into that west=end COLLEGIATE BASKETBALL
arena where BILLY BLYTHE gave a speech
in favour of his wife, while reminiscing
wistfully about his own Term in Office.
Almost A Year Ago: Monday, March 16th, +9...
On my way to werk Saterdé, i found a
dollar on the pavement outside the grox
schtore. And as much as i wanted to cram
it in my own pocket, i lookt around and
askt after two women if they'd lost one.
Sure enuf, the woman just getting into
her auto had droppt it. Honesty--i'll haf
to keep cultivating it for the time being.
Modern Times: Thursday, March 11th, 2o-1o...
Lately i've been finding dimes in the schtreet,
four in one week! {is it becos they are so much
smaller and lighter than pennies to lose?} It was
nice enuf Sunday to take the bicycle out for a
schpin; it'll be awhile until i get back into the
habit of riding it regularly, daily. That night,
there was a wonderful party in Honour of ROCKY's
birfdé at the delicatessen inside the casino. WE
were nine funny people [Honoree, Father, Mother,
Grandmother, Brother, Uncle and three friends] to
our lovely Waitress, SHERI. It was quite schpexial.
{altho i nearly forgot my go=box of corned beef}
The Yard is filling up with regulars, building
toward the frenetics of the Full season. As ever,
they are happy to see me, schtill holding forth in
my cozy boof. At the bunkhaus, meantime, the lovely
Kenyan woman moved to anothre place AND the Concierge
replaced her with a male tenant from one of his othre
buildings. [his^ room is getting a mild up=grade.]
Out=of=doors? Small flowers! Squirls looking for their
nuts! The chirps [and 'tweets'] of retourning birds!
i hope i can remembre to set my clock forward on
Saterday night. ~slac~
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