nanaposting...

here we go withthe new year and the new thoughts and so on...watched a story about Klimt's golden girl and who it really belonged to and  how the Austrian (viennese) Jewish community was treated during WWII..well, as we know there have always been pograms seems like in this day and age tis our business to clean up that ...word.... and be done with it for once and for all...post nuclear data base theorem 44/leave it for mulch...(as it were)
thinking also about this new check the bank thing that isn't working on this pc...have a laptop to home that should clear the decks but you know...am reluctant to take that big nuclear leap to the next page and let it happen..well, don't want to be in any excessive hurry about that and also do I want to work for JoAnn again should I, could I...thinking about that and wondering when is there time to do that?  like I don't really think she's a real person...I love my little Yoyo and her pops but does her pops get too close at that range DOS, w hich would in this case be the washer/dryer that I'm not using and all this wet coming in...ahhh, what a lovely bath this morning in any case...and also the blackberry pie guy who's posting empty pie pans now..and I've got a lovely cherry filling to put together..man cooked some frozen turkey legs t hey were just awful...thinking about putting Dennis's couch in the living room, like Eric's the bad guy now...no tobacco, kind of like and crave it but eh...doesn't help me in the long run and definitely debilitates somehow/morality I suppose, like we never really did these things but did get rid of the 'pogrom' element via that route (I think)...
lot of t he binary essence I'm not supplied with here but it's good, all the skeletal elements of the cyber route are here in the closet on disks...and that's fine...thinking thinking...have to get in touch with the locale via empty dishwasher at SCC...maybe...hoping that it'll all be taken care of somehow or tuther...be nice to have t hings lined up and taken care of but seems as t hough a nice nap would take care of it all, had a good sleep and rested yesterday afternoon, cold about gone...come up there and learn to drive they tell me...washing out t he tenner in the NKD.gas situation, hence raw turkeys and so forth, meat was stained red by something, eyuuuww, dogs didn't mind, nor cats...somehow, we'll learn to pull this t hing off wit hout a lot of r uck us...like to have a faster moving schticht...but that's the German elelemtn for yas, bursting in the door winging it with true soliloquy..
has begun another rain...ick...pick ax and shovel upgrade the  hovel entrance...maybe...true ribbers...that

gray Monday with ol'Ken's wood to stack

so I've been pitching firewood with Juan Bascaran who brought a load from the Salidek farm where Ken used to live before he passed on a couple months ago.  Didn't get to see him just before he passed.  T he day I went to visit  him in the hospital was a day late as he had died the day before.  We'd known he was on his last legs for a few weeks, in and out of hospital, congestive lungs, the works.  Tough to get old, Mom says, but what does she know really other than she's been there and done it all for nearly 90 years now and is running us all into the poor house staying at a fancy nursing home for six thousand bucks a month.  Like we had any choice about not preferring borscht...So if it's easily done, this constant tending routine she's gotten to and where Ken was once upon a time before he passed away...then I thank God for the gift of firewood from the Sadilek farm that I just unloaded from Bascaran's truck...each piece I lift and stack into its place of dryness will be appreciated for the warmth it gives..

meanwhile my little gray stationwagon is at the car shop being looked at and I am in a feverish state about that, it's like Lovejoy's little tooler 'Miriam'..some kind of English jitneymobile constantly needing attention, about as old as my machine, with the same kinds of road rigors to cope with..had planned to put on new brakes with my neighbor but he's been flaking out on me and the parts are still in the box..