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A short list of fractalized comments:

• The Pickney St. Block Party was fantastic - lots of good friends and fun, some not half-bad food and DEFINITLEY some FINE music. I definitley hope that the whole shindig goes down again next year. Chris Dols? The man.

• Not minding rain - we've gotta put in our committment for May flowers, I guess. It's cold, but rain always puts me in a good mood.

• I have once again migrated to the forever classic "shuffle" mode on I-tunes. Wait - is that John Popper sitting in with Béla Fleck and the Flecktones?!? I think so.

• Looking forward to returning to Eau Claire, actually, quite a lot. I'll miss the boys from SToNEFLoAT and the friends that stay here in Madison over the summer, but I am looking foward to seeing family and friends alike in the BIG EC. Three story tree forts, Wisconsin Bayou, bike rides.... weeding gardens all day in 88º heat? Oh, yeahhhhh....

that's pretty much that.

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Now, I think some poetry would do the trick.
Yes, how about it?
this one's called
chronological continuity

step
six
involves
two crepé plates
mirror weep white glass
plates crisp steam bright mornings. mournings
flowering dull salt occurred maybe paper lantern bulb
drawn in wax crayon lumps compass needle a footstep beetle silhouetted stalk-bow
brace for impact and flashing light fact red right said don’t roll brother don’t you roll like that

we rode bus onion blow road dust coughing pink lung crust tennessee-or-bust roll up our sleeves airplaning all day where people must sprout sea seethes

[written 4/16/06] ®

hmmmmm... chewing on that. it's a little Fibonacci metering. yes.



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