Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Seeking shelter from the storm of returning brother and sister
to the little house,
Mona retreats to a dresser drawer out of traffic's way,
ostensibly to check on the kittens she's said are stowed there,
and about which we wink,
for we know she's never had real kittens;
she makes these glaring escapes
representing childcare duties;
Dear Mona, 20 years old
We're thankful for you
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Waukesha WI/ An artifact believed of local origin, a gourd rattle loaded with small circa 1995 AD ball-bearings according to X-Ray, was uncovered during an archaeologial excavation at a dig beneath a local house. The rattler, even in its antiquated state, reportedly struck as if it had been toyed with "only yesterday." So said our anonymous shoveler source.
Faintly etched on the gourd were the words:
Souvenir of Waukesha Wisconsin, the Yibawean Society. 1995, The value of hair, like the commodity itself, will continue to fall. David ZEP Dix, PFL, YS
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
and if that doesn't work, try this:
Thursday, November 19, 2009
That shirt and Tom's good offices will probably keep Zepata going another four years, Lord willing. After the three hour visit, we drove up the lonely lane in back of the restaurant to see a recluse friend, Uncle Norman, (http://raccoonnews.blogspot.com/2009/03/uncle-norman.html) And as Bentzedrine was auditioning third amigo Norm, they hit it off instantly, so we stayed another hour talking about surgical operations, train hoists and Ramona CA where Tom just finished an interim pastorate.
Back in WI, Tom is seeking employment based once more upon his doctorate in divinity. His shattered left wrist well enough healed from his daring Mexican vault over a cliff without benefit of wings or horse, El Inhaler is also considering an option in bank robbing (Dismounted,).
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Something else surfaces, this time in the garage. A heavy-duty vise we mounted to a welded stand for use in our weathervane business. Early 1980s. A truck tire rim is the base, notches cut into angle iron, all very poundable and strong. Note the anvil end at top. Many objects were formed on this defendable vise. Some people would pay good money just to have this device as a piece of sculpture in itself. NFS.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Ironic, in that the feds were photographing the participants from a distance, a duty that I myself performed as a CIC (federal) agent and photographer when I was a plain-clothesman in Chicago, in the US Army, 1958 to 1962. Doubly ironic that the site of my first demonstration was the Milw. Federal Bldg where I first went to begin the long application process of admittance into the Counter Intelligence Corps in '58. Times change and with them their demands.
These pieces of memorabilia turned up in my ongoing basement sorting-out today. The band and clipping were entered in a scrapbook that my late mother maintained of my 'achievements' and general press, whether she agreed with it or not.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
We are ashamed to admit that in our unenlightened high school years we flew a racccon tail from our radio antenna. Later we very briefly belonged to the Fraternal Order of Raccoons on TV...........but then we got well. And here, now, is the Raccoon News!