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Posted: October 7th, 2009, 9:58 am
by stilltrucking
Man was born for it.
Yes indeed
born for the word
or so I have heard
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the rooms filled with
scientific boxers
Great men in clean underwear "boxers"
George W. Bush, Governor: Rick Perry of Texas.
For some reason I am thinking of he English lord that left a large estate to his heirs with the stipulation that his body be kept in a glass case kind of like the one Lenin is kept in and that his underwear be change every year.
Posted: October 7th, 2009, 1:37 pm
by the mingo
Long live boxers...I like that hanging loose feeling. Are they still doing that with that English lord I mean? Change his underwear once a year. My cousin's that way all except for he's still alive.
Posted: October 7th, 2009, 2:06 pm
by stilltrucking
I don't know mingo. I keep thinking that the story can't possibly be true. But I don't think I have enough imagination to think it up. I am pretty sure I read something about that years ago. About an eccentric English lord. How the hell would you even Google for a story like that?
No eye deer what you meant what you meant about "scientific boxers". I liked the phrase and then I thought about underwear.
Your are a walking talking metaphor amigo. My mind limps along behind you as best it can.
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 9:30 am
by the mingo
Jack, it was something I heard 'bout boxing being a science - once you get a nucleus it begins to gather things.
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 9:33 am
by the mingo
Moon
October Haiku
her heart ...
moss growing
under edge of stone
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 2:26 pm
by judih
steamboat hustle
gambler rolls his snake-eyes
adam bets eve
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 9:38 pm
by gypsyjoker
Beautiful picture
:
Lunar embrace
moves oceans
within me.
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 11:08 pm
by mtmynd
haiku moon
eclipse the mind
total clarity
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 11:16 pm
by the mingo
Hi judih! I think I just got out of work. Or not. Bread & peanut butter was the main snack for I regret all the reading I have done to myself. Hi judih. I can't a lope but the warmongers sucked me back in. My synapses are not useful. Why do i have so many? It's a feast of owls. Hi judih! Whole bunch of shit pissed me off today including never an encouraging word. I no longer have a thinking process because I lost it in a bet. YOU BETCHA! !
HI judih !
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 11:17 pm
by the mingo
Thanx Jack
Posted: October 8th, 2009, 11:21 pm
by the mingo
Thanx mt & I saw such a beautiful woman today that I was speechless in all 17 syllables.
beautiful woman
beautiful woman and then
beautiful woman
Posted: October 9th, 2009, 10:34 am
by the mingo
Pilgrim: "Tell me Friend, is this the road to Zion?"
Hobo: "Go straight on, Pilgrim, straight on."
Posted: October 9th, 2009, 11:41 am
by judih
Said the khindly khat:
you can't get there from here
Posted: October 9th, 2009, 12:10 pm
by the mingo
O judih (& your khindly khat) that would be so terribly true but for the saving grace of an all powerful transcendent clause.
Posted: October 9th, 2009, 12:12 pm
by the mingo
Speaking of art, breathing is an art. I mean what are we doing here if not to breathe? I like potato bacon soup also. Especially if I don't have to make it. If all I have to do is eat it. That's the best.
I gotta slow down - this soup is hot.
I see a buncha folks all hepped up over on Gen Dis 'bout bombing the moon. That thread goin' up down & all 'round. People furiously groomin' each other over it all. We ain't had a good groomin' session 'round here in awhile. It's good to see we can still work one up when the dedication is upon us. Been so quiet like a fuckin' morgue 'round here since spring. I knew a good groomin' had to break out sooner or later. Thank God.
My soup is all gone. Last drop didn't have a chance. I bombed it bullseye with a piece of wheat bread.
Ahh.
Bebop a Lulu she's my Baby.