going on from here...

have a bit of allergy, left eye itches somewhat...no eye drops here but there are several kinds of that at home..need to tend fire at home, stock it with fresh wood...off to scc to empty dishwasher..meanwhile..loaded gun for bear with asphalt and the james river contingent on move...(we think)

let me see now, what was that you were saying??

funny how this works, select everything on the blank page and then delete it...then the fucker cooperates and stores the data...duh...hehe...well, I guess I don't write for children (necessarily)...meanwhile, back at the ranch...had a thought in conversation with one of several PROGENY outlets and thinking on how it would work,..if it would work, that we'd all collaborate like we did this time around..eh..with mittens and gloves and so on...beating around the busch because...there's a trailer in every park widat name on it..hehe..
meanwhile, a rather obscure observation about 'boe' and so on...I suppose he's at the head of the lot...used to be a meat packer,  hmmm...hehe...not really rather invested his all into the gamet game.et and then...fostering it down into the solioquy ...they just won't let you know if you're running on fumes will they?? I should think in all things possible ...like sandi vinton getting a mass.age w/sr. virginia...from tarmac on the promontory...duh...theys no kidding about the influencething when you think you're going to write like burrows and you write like Joyce...keep thinking her name was Joyce but it was Pam...and you'd better be incarnate on that one...last I heard she was showing her kidney stone...
what am I saying here...we got two presidential choices we got good ole shove it up your ass Trump (what else would you call him with a name like that??) or  you got the daughter of a former president - Mrs. Hilary...I call her his daughter because I believe that is how I relate to her..she'd carry on his work and be his lifemate but he's been unfaithful to her and that is how she, as an actual daughter, would relate to his unfaithfulness...once or twice in their unreal life, he actually had some time with her actual mother...huh?  well..something like that, I know little ol chelsea is the actual daughter but that's another can of peaches entirely and it was little Amy Carter accidentally came into the parent teacher conference I was having at son's elementary school, not good ol chelsea who sat in the drawing room with her dad while her mother was out there with the screaming yellers shaking hands with ambassadors of places we don't like...I'm sorry to be obscure about this, I guess I could give and take with the best of them if I weren't t hinking about roast beef sandwiches, gravy mashed potatoes...Jeff Bridges and lessee now what's his wife's name?  hmmm. Junior samples?  mixed greens?  fruit fly?  Poughkeepsie, t hat's it, we call her Pougue for short...we're all Adirondacks in that regard, wearing the latest in tummy catchers and visiting the evil daliance when we get our knickers shorn...
don't know why I write like this but I'm good with it...couple folks in, going to hike to shishi...told them I call it t he pig wallow trail because this time of year it's pretty soggy out there...
usually I use this blog to vent and now I know what the dealio is with Vin and so on...I'm good with the main muscle, I can't help it...I guess I'm as well in t he female category but I got up this morning looked at my calve twas a mass of wrinkles just in the bloom of the muscle..kind of unnerving to be going on 66 when you've been telling yourself since three mile island went off that you're going to be 17 until further notice...and I don't know why I say that except that I think that it's a good frame of mind to be in...also told t he It guy that my brother had cut me out of my parents' estate and taken it all for himself, well did i need to tell him that?  eh...doubt it...but, there it is, he said $30 to get the password off the laptop, duh...ok
and what does pinworms have to do with this??let's look it up...did Macro application AES for
variations of 'rug' account I think...I'm looking up this and that in that regard...kind of

what here when now..

all reading composition anomally aside, really do appreciate the LVW factor quite much..dinotrobically speaking that is...how to compensate for what there is so very little of...like warm  heat...etc.  never have the ripe wood burning while KK's house is totally brutally warm..very NKD of it yes??I don't have to figure out that part...have to analyze the writer's creative process factor and let it go at that...art not as a hobby but as a means of expression about what?  mideast conflict?  nah...really appreciate determination there what that is..like to get off and running now I've been here and done this...

once upon a time he plunged off the milk toate

we couldn'a been more happier if we'n a raised a load a pigletts. that's how taosty it was livin' out there in the woods with all the varmits and such...course I didn't know that GeeHyma was his mudder that he was not een equipped to take his own peeds brake...not that it was anything but silly how that rhetoric flowed out of his mouth like a chopped up dog he wasn't too tasty there but spoke more sillily than a person could oughta and that was a fact that did bear some mention...that he would go on and on about how posessive the mechanic was at a party squeezin' on the party doll as though he might wanna brake her and wouldn't that be something...well anyway...I could get an advance on last weeks pay if I were interested but then again all we do around here is pay bills and blow snot in old mechanic rags that'd been washed with every bit a dishes in the kidchen.. isn't that funny
meanwhile...times a wastin and such is life and stuff, consider this a eulogy to my colleague Ted who lives under the bridge with the resta da trolls now and isn't going to show up to pick up a pizza from Linda anymore...all them pitchers she said was here and all that time workin' for the man that stuff she claims her own even now...ya believe it??
like when I was sittin' in the hottube with bigben chiasson and watching the skin float by we talked like we was knowledgeable about stuff and maybe we was but there it was goin' and gone and fixed and broken and sludged up like it was a polish sausage market and we were the ordinary options...kinda Humble that...don't know as I can understand how it would be good ol Hammmill at the donut day, isn't it??
far as I'm concerned that ain't an optin and so be it...writin' ios a good enough thing if one's inspired to do just that course we ain't all victorious in our wants but know now that the cow chews a cud and friends of a feather leave sticks of incense when they playin'
like how nightmarish is the exposure rate for being in the same room with a staggers of donkeys
you just never know when they gonna laty loose with a poke in the eye, right???everytime you come home they gotta leak the roof, degutter the eves fiddle rightly so fiddle with the leg tricks and yep, confiscate ebri darn one of dem kids at criss mass (obstensibly removed and don't be silly)
hafta think that if one guy kisses and tells that his new woman charged him forty bucks for a warm house he was flying in the donut machine up to turkey land for a bismarck with a halfrack of sasquatch refuse..
anyway... that was the name a tha game and what in it... 

evokution society post nuclear ESPN..coding towards achievement

yep, that's the ticket, football, baseball, cheerleading, rallies together, nothing like the olympics in germany during the time of H...nothing like that, rather a streamlining of events to gather in at those particular points the necessary elements to filter out what I should probably call the disruption of TRIAGE which would be?? there's been references..cherry..for one..george washington's chopping down of the cherry tree, I cannot tell a lie..something like that, biblical, go forth and be fruitful, your children will be like olive trees around your table..the catholics took that literally.. triage...cedar, how about that Cedar...meaning that when Triage was disrupted,and that's strange that you can't even reference how it was before during Triage but that it has become what came after Triage meaning Cedar?  yeah I think so..and ESPN is at the very heart of this element and how a definition in Basic might just clear the whole thing up, I was hoping ISFmight be able to blind warp it into completion but I don't see that, just this week there was a grant blast from dt)you need to learn facebook etiquette  huh..where does that come from CEDAR I think...we shouldn't cut another cedar tree ever anywhere they should be our receptors we can take the branches, there was a pile just before I left for here..at the cabin by the road...the CEDAR tree there was trimmed...we can do that I think but we mustn't take another one down not for now, not on earth..I think that's what it is...the time of CEDAR and why the Makah  population is important to this they are in a state of continual fusion and they exist within it and so they can work with my family, the Concourne...which at this point is a sad collection of DOS..my mother in  caffee yuck...well, we did arrive at the Urals 115.11.10 at this point CEDar NETWORK probably there in the URLs..has drained it so that her DOS is represented thus.. I don't get much signal from her, same with BJ, R, D and M seems to be nothing but direct AES exploitation.. sigh...not like I want the midas element to take over, what do I really want?  I miss the time of Russell but the time of Dobe is the skeletal remains of all of it because of the fusion factor because he's a Makah..this is just thinking outloud all of this I'm up too early and it's come to my mind because DW called, representational of DOS/Megan...just enough tme interface to scrape off every disk, every bit of Triage work and misapply it to CEDAR...but it didn't give me nightmares, I had those the night before...funny how I never work CEDAR will know who I am, because my fusion exists as a transpondence of that core element, the macro of my spirit and all around me people are going in and out of their own and those who missapply it, well, DT09 to them...thank you very much cedar tree, happy to be going home to my own little colony, I suppose I shall begin to let the closest member of CEDAR know what it is I need and want to neutralize all of this towards a happy finish...it disturbs me that I do not have a partner here, with Russell I could communicate all of it and he would understand and he's been wiped out of my head like so much peanut butter off my grandson's face see yes larger font works better, ok used to be that any criticism especially from present immediate source DT09 about what I'm thinking and doing - coexist COEXIST as I heard it - was a direct reference to mental hospital HERE you go... eh..we have that in place now thanks to Julia ..so Julia it is..or jewish or anything referencing jewels...disfunctional DOS..in the AES.. and the computer languages how to arrive to another planet on time and in the correct physical reference...that will clear that up
like this town of Phoenix/Mesa/Tempe/Scottsdale...is it really?  doesn't feel that way to me, so much brickwork, cement, planted landscaping, anything that tries to multiply falls under the influence and direct manipulation of CEDAR...and its directly related to my father's efforts to farm forests...the library is still intact, the one he used, there is a monitor there now, there is no passage, it is the diamond necklane in the silver heart shaped case, it went via probably windows 95 and onward outward now up to windows 10..please download this!! right, so we will, I can write this on paper in hardcopy everything I've ever written is a piece of this, desperation as myself and my thoughts drain out of the tub after the bath...clearing throat, how to understand it, thoughts running onward and onward, CEDAR, doesn't make sense algebraic computation...you can't write this for the average citizen, ESPN..just have 'em watch that, big games, GOLF tournaments, that's the only thing keeping the original family home intact, golf channel...all the time, and sports, ESPN, have to rest in the hand of CEDAR there, not any cedar around there I can think of not even in the woods close by but there is continuing ESPN I know that, and meanwhile...Martin.Morrison next door and Bush on the other side.  Down below there is DT09 probably reading yeah, reading and affinity portal DOS for all the hair on my main animal..you should see that creature, I actually touched it once, it has nothing to do with DOS in any application and certainly the fact I touched it once applied to the .09838421 AES on HCc..thank you Dale.
so...as we sweep up and get ready to fly out this is as weird as it gets but its a good way to track random thoughts into the network of applied calibration that actual mathematics will define more clearly...my troubles with use of the English language/not a native tongue and the strep to prove it!! I think it's probably the rest of my life effort to confine and contain and cook, hehe! that's probably why there isn't the russell factor...that's the human form elements of WORD trying to break out and validate themselves.  they cannot.  because they are not.  CEDAR will interpret that.  it begins with the tree itself and how many of those have we turned into actual wood?  well, in the pacific northwest I would even oblige with an answer.  I'd leave that to indian culture there know that the tree itself is like the big unix system for what we have to do, everyone keep a bottle of the oil, not sacred, your religion does that for you, you will know because we are ESPN..that's it...how it goes, ok pep talk?  nah...I've gotten up early after a good night's sleep, couldn't entertain my grandson without snoring his books aren't what I'd like to read to him, but, he's a clever chap like his mother so they'll figure it out, artificial environment for them here as well...can't give definition to anything without establishing the paraments of CEDAR like we did TRIAGE...it's come down to CEDAR as it has TRIAGE and since TRIAGE topicated the resonance of the fusion portal so will CEDAR oblige its outcome...the grand canal of the macro ..here we come...

fingers on the keyboard

just finished my 'reading exercise'..Emma Straub's laura lamont's life in pictures which maybe I didn't get except as synapses after the fact, things that affect my own writing, how to make it real to the reader what is being written about..main character in this book is elsa emerson, perfectly good hollywood sort of name protected my typos tell me from losing her self into the absolute sell of the hollywood actor, ones who are successful.  elsa's name in hollywood is laura lamont and that works like rita hayward works, a character that dyes her hair brown then black though she's a natural blonde, I kind of think natural blondes are 'it'...that's what we all arrive at after a point, my own hair going through the back to light brown phase before turning white, apparently...being sixty five now I am thinking the wrinkle factor is kind of scary like I'm not going to look at that face in the mirror anymore...eeek.. doesn't matter, eyebrows matter, they should be plucked up a bit..perhaps...and my youngest son dedicated to the writing process since before he could actually breathe I think this as a mother that doesn't have that son, this is how strange our lives are and why hollywood should matter at all  because these guys are the ones who do the interface to PROTECt WHO we are and what we have as a valid life sgtatus...so anyway..ms lamont's brain function is described by straub as the daughter of a published wqriter (this is what I'm thinking doesn't matter if I'm wrong about that fact - this is how it comes across to me  ) and here I am with my own daughter and she's the meds dispensing authority around here because my own sgtatus is so far off from that, I guess this is the stuff that's changing now and soon I'll go back to my own house and life and not be here again for a while, that's kind of strange too and why it was a good thing to read this book it's a warm saturday here in Mesa I am listening to a chatter bird out by the pool, the soft sounds of saturday morning, two cups of coffee down finishing the book, was it a good one? we all want to love certain actresses I guess after watching a movie with them in it, that they translate our own 'best' emotions well enough that we can be content they'll always be inside us, those emotions because these guys provide the 220 conduit to keep the power flowing, that's what art/drama is importante.
Lamont ,,emerson doesn't really show us anything of her thought processes through straub except to say in the windows of elsa/laura's eyes we're getting a picture on going of how it was in hollywood during the 40's and through to the 70's assuming that politics and the sociology demography of california unfolded as we know it to have done there's some acknowledgement of heroin issues in the acting set, one husband dies of it the other is Hebrew and comes from NYC.  He's small for his age because of deprivation, typical tenement upbringing that isn't explained to how the man comes to be head of a big hollywood studio other than Laura marries him, evidently elsa stays home in Wisconsin and becomes her mother who doesn't say much except that she doesn't like Jewish people..it's all kind of convoluted and strange nothing like a Jackie Collins book on the same topic rather sedate and New Yorker magazine kind of factual to a point with vague references to Edith Head the costumer whose place was taken up by the ghosts of the star wars movies who designed the Korean inspired hairdos (were they really??) I had a book on that for a bit from the library..pretty much graphed out those star wars clothes would work well for invasionary processes prior to taking over a galaxy or a universe..much like the decimation of Alderon which is my point here - what actors/hollywood does for us men in the street - keeps us intact in a post nuclear age so our thoughts can catch up with us and say yes...the bloom is still on the rose, the sweet little newborn granddaughter does have the tiniest fingers..the dog does walk with confidence at the end of his leash..guess what?  there's catfish and their offspring in the storm drains, cleaning us ALL up now we've arrived at PNA  yahoo!!

lez go see

les go see how bad the tarp's blown off the roof and how much clutter the kattz have brought to the back porch or how much glunk we can pile onto what's already out there 'yer kid.chin is a diss aster..like the little petunia I just found sweeping up the bag por.chh..