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My pop-up had the square Pop-Up`gin. Every time that occurs, and it happens often.
I was gonna comment ref Bill James.
My cousin is named` William James.
He's apolitical and rides a Harley Hog.
There are fine gentleman and kin women.
I am glad Bill never wrote any creepy books.
His Father was the `FBI's, Mr. Thomas James.
Uncle Tom retired. He always had 2- misty eyes.
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When I get hacked daily @Open Salon - Comment?
That means no comment shall ever leave the scroll.
droll?
humorous?
I've been banned @ Salon too. I never get Oscar Grouch.
huh, troll?
Whooping.
A big cough.
I curse too.
Annabella?
She says`
Oh Pa Pa!
"No say God!"
I meant mercy.
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I turned the gadget off. Then type this so I don't pass gas on the 4th of July and make a mess.
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In William Walsh's `Curiosities Of Popular Customs' (1897) he offered these wedding statistics: "Not two percent (he wrote cent.) of the marriages are happy."
Who's the patron of cuckolds and those 21st cent. (century) unhappy marriages? Who yokes up people?
Saint Gengulf.
In other times two people would mount a mule or a donkey. They sat back-to-back. It was a village hubbub day. Men, women, and children dressed up in fancy attire to salute.
Two figures sat on a beast with silly clothes, ridiculous appareled, and riding back-to-back on a donkey. The beast would loudly heehaw, and the crowd onlookers would shout noises at the beast-steed. The day was to scatter dismay. The newly weds got into the habit of quarrels in the first year of getting yoked-mated.
The celebration was to mock.
The day was to stop bad conduct.
I came back post getting knocked-off.
Pray tell concerned reader Why it happens?
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P.S.
My little sister celebrates her birthday today.
On July 6th my Father was born. He's a hack?
I tease to convey Dad may drive a green wagon.
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I may as well mention that I was hacked @ Salon.
bebop-o - GoodCelery! - clownsense - brother b.
My sister could not pronounce brother. It sound`
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bruz. I was called bruz when I was a youngster. Otts.
Otts is British for Arthur. Happy birthday to you all.
Ron Kovic has a birthday today too. I met him once.
Howdy. Never Give Up. Creep need to be exposed.
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Creeps - I mean as in who does-be perpetually nasty?
I'll go to Chambersburg, PA to visit Bonnie and Paul.
Paul Rung etc., makes quality Shaker furniture. Later.
I was tried in Chamberburg PA by-dead District Attorney.
My lovable probation officer is deceased. She was so kind.
It's all in the public records. I'll go reread my FBI old post.
Uncle Tom may be wondering around with my great Father.
I wasn't gonna comment any cuss words or be nasty earlier.
Thank You.
We get saunas.
We be washed.
We washed up.
I hope this goes.
It a quick banter.
Who snoops here?
It's perplexing as hell.
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Kerry Lauerman
Joan Walsh
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Comments
I struggle with every day
I read of things
I see things
I hear things
I feel things
that give me a case
of perplexicity
hacked
how did the hacking go
or is it still hacked
what did they hack up
or hack out
why did they hack
when they could simply
love the words you
show us here and in your
comments
rated with love
And, my sincere gratitude to You.
I'm conducting research on Hugs.
I may come back to report a study.
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How Long Before Hugs Become`
awkward, perplexing, stinky, or`
perplexing?
I nicknames.
I call neighbor.
Call her gorgeous.
She smell like cream.
She milks cow utters.
`
If the Fourth of July?
No call` Trick/Treat.
No say `as old codger`
`
"Hit the road beggar!"
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Brush teeth with cheese!
Use Swiss Cheese Sticks!
Brush as if a toothbrush!
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Maybe that was silly said.
Kindergarden kid sneeze.
I's say`I'm sorry. Go burp.
`
If we sneeze on gadget window?
Wipe window clean with lipstick?
If mugged plead muggers be nice?
Soon it will be Valentines Day. Ah!
If we do get mug-shot? Smile polite.
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*
D.H. Lawrence wrote these-few thoughts
*
When we get out of the glass bottles of our own ego,
and whe we escape like squirrels from turning in the
cages of our personality
and get into the forrest again,
we shall shiver with cold and fright
but things will happen to us . . . . . .
Cool, unlying life will rush in,
and passion will make our bodies taunt with power,
we shall stamp our feet with new power
amd old things will fall down,
and`
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we shall laugh . . . . .
Lezlie
and having a great time of it all.
HAPPY 4TH AND HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
(tricky, need dental floss?) and listen to me:
i have already told u who hacks thee, tiz ghosts
of geniuses past nosy about yr
private bizness & public persona & whatnot, etc.
including mr lawrence!
i reprimanded him with a whack to the bum
with a cedar stick, and off he went to find a male ghost to
naked-wrestle with and comparing ladies' whatnots to big
lovely juicy pomegranates.
he will not be back to harrass yr ass.
congrats on your ode from RP. she knows how to ode, that one.
(i dunno if ya saw it, but..yesterday was perhaps
her masterpiece. yours=awfully short, ha)
for july 4 i walked crosstown. it was hot. blazing sun.
only Negroes out.
thus i=comfortable.
they singing & raising a loud damn noise to the Lord at
the Gospel church near the courthouse where i was several times
held in custody & left for jail.
my probation officers wanted lots of urine.
mine? clean, except for many poisons mademade to
improve my mentality. they have worked very very well.
i no longer addicted to the grape. or the hops.
i now neuroplastically altered to
make lovely new neural patterns
regarding the world.
huh. funny. actually! i rediscovering many old ones
i kept in a lockbox down in the cellar of my soul.
the new ones? ach, they taught me to not spill shit
or make a baboon of myself. now i am good boy.
uh, man.
happy july 4th to all and remember:
john adams is cryogenetically frozen, so is abigail,
so watch out. power outage from heat.
ah too rather
(i=limey bastard now, went to schizo creekend's blog)
am green today. i mentioned a green damn oldsmobile.
i got many imaginary emails from zimmerman that shady jew
of venice
in
the stratosphere ha.
telepathy beats speed of light communication any day.
til faster than light, in ten years.
gates= teaming with spielberg & tom hanks to bring it
gawwwwwwd bless em.
boring, this America.
fun though..lotsa eyecandy
but 712 fukwad fearless leader.
SI. JA. PLEEEEEEEEEEZE. HUGS AND KISSES IF SO.
and tell me why a blogger and commenter should respect?
BRAIN ETERNITY AND BIPOLAR VICTORY OVER USA
AND OLD MEN REJUVENATED AND GALS DIGGING OLD MENZ
TO BOYS, ETC
i re-started and came back through yahoo!,
HA HA yah who, yahoo..
(WAS IT NOT DR STRANGELOVES LAAST WORD?AARGH) walnut or red oak acorn nut huh... have respect, kerry lauderman or postachi, what sorta kind of 'nut' makes me relaunch
ha art, my trembling fingers are at eternity's door
and not ack-tually shakin or rock n rollin no more.
oops.
who stopped the world & let i melt?
wimminz, ach.
also menz.
also nature
and fun and spirits pagan and christian and buddhist,
ha w.g.a.f
aka who gives a fuck anymore.
all is lost at last
and all gained.
so what. argh.bored to shit & back, i.
u/?
And so,
to bed.
If Ya commenters were loco/local - James M.E. may buy sausage that's rendered.
Mule sinner gut.
Be hog skinners.
`
I am sleepy. Conk.
JME? Good Cook.
Kooky? Bless You.
`
Nature is within You.
Your a bard minstrel.
I get shy. Ya no socks.
Socrates is inside You.
You make folks giddy.
That's eros descended.
You lift spirits to soars.
You drink potato juice.
You no guzzle bah ales.
If You down on a farm?
No eats at Bob Dylan's?
huh?
Treat Kerry to Harlem's`
Bob Evan's or the IHOP's
O?
No look like a glum dog.
Who's lookin' a bad cat?
Editor is a pug bullfrog.
Behave? He one catfish.
He shave armpits today.
Kerry use a bottle CAPS.
Shave legs with beer cap.
Use 'Merry Monk' CAPS.
They brew ale in PA's `
commonwealth Easton.
It's not a Gaza slum lot.
`
I almost did not turn on.
It seems vain to act a pig.
Who's gonna wrestle pig?
`
I'd prefer to hoe beets,
rhubarb, pass Barb-b-q,
and quit addressing pure,
textured verbal jingoistic.
`
Off to bed. off-topic?
jme etc., no eat lobster?
No eat pork chop in a bed?
I smile as a Cheshire piglet.
I just was
a`touched
Off to bed.
Later? ay!
`
Minds do need peace and rest.
I didn't know what to dare write.
I ate celery and red beet soup.
Maybe I'll join tweeter/huh?
No way. I hock contraption?
I think that's wise and sane.
And off to bed. Thank You.
all ...
awe.
respect
be real
honesty
self worth
no loathe.
on and on.
furthermore, one ought to disavow shame..
also tomfoolery.
doubting thomases.
etc.
blah etc.
i cannot be less or more opaque
and yet unclear til tomorrow, a new day in valhalla
if u still around, art.
james.
whatever.ach
later.
re. your oddball jamesian plan of
bismarckianism and sausage rendering.
gals no need to see such stuff.
gals sweet and pretty and sugar and spice, is the
goddamned fucking rumor anyways.
doubt/i? nein
no nno
nope. i would go out,ha like a pooof.
etc on on on
& on to eternity ha ha
or whaatever.
ha u almost slept through reliving revelie and again and again
on and on
every new dewy morning.
dew on aj's brow? who aj/
////???
whaaat?
i rendered obsolutely obsolete mayhap ach.
til tmorrow and tomorrow and on and on.
poor shakespeare, he no fit in gal's clothes no more.
poor jimmy jameses etc blah
jimmy the door, slim jim. ach
no!
yes!
maybe...
on and on and on ,etc.bah. la la.
la wimminz, la la
argh. who cares i do.
no i do.
i do!!! i don't..
i just playin. i serious.on and on. on on.
stamina/? some.
eat flax.
eat corn. eat eat.
i am not hungry.
ha . on on on
no mercy...more shame. more. on on.
never ever ending, poor lil aj art james alex the great
blah alexander a closet homo
phobe? phobus,
on on
never ending. out of the cradle, romeo and juliet,
adam and eve, endlessly rocking. no mercy no more.
ma/ ? mercy/ no on
pun..on on
good night and good luck, etc.
on on.
no. on on.
the weight. nope. light a s popcorn.
etc. blah.bah ha ha.on
never ending. no mercy on. on.
mercy/ ? nope. not for jameses.
never. too bad. mel gibson crazy as henhouse fox.
beautiful.love oprah. o world.
love em all.
all the tinhorn dictator christs and christys.
on for ever.
ha.
never end.never.never.
oops . popped by to pop corn. air heated.
where is hawaiian tan on art james/
/?
secret decoder ring for dick. tracy. hepburn and tracy?
nope. on on
til the crack of doom, or dawn.
poor alsoknown as. he is tired. nope. long ways to go.
long way. on on.
blah.ha
:-)
:-(
beets are chopped up & into tiny bits with the celery sticks. It'd a yummy soup.
It's fabulous tasting.
Then add goat cheese.
My stomach gurgles.
Maybe I should not eat ice cream on top of that. Jme? You do increase TOTALED`
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amount of comments.
`
I have been wondering. I don't use the private PM Open Salon's mail service. It never worked when I came here from big Salon. The editor suggestion was to`
`
Interview somebody @ O.S.
I couldn't respond to PM's.
I'd receive a few nasties tho.
I saved them for lawyers etc.,
I SURE RECEIVED CONTEMPT.
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That was stuck keys. I just didn't delete. I don't believe I've ever PM'd you, RomanticPoeTess, or Troth.
I have received PM not from You etc.,
I've distrusted PM's as a private email.
On rare occasions I ask to use reg-email.
I'm not the other blogger`JustAnotherAJ.
I use no other avatar. The ones I used - I told.
I've learned the mirth is great. I no enjoy insults.
I sure don't view the blogosphere as a date service.
I've never used Salon's Personals. I'd go visit waitresses?
One on one courting at greasy diners are to find the finest.
People who are the finest of the fine are the worker classes.
`
Why am I 'saying this?
I love the kind influence.
We all realize we are who?
`
We all have unique, one of a kind personality, and these influences are conceptions of idea that go on and on... the ideas may whither, or `
`
in other words come to realization, fruition, and we benefit from mutual,
lively conversation.
I love this testimony:`
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I mixed-race couple met on a blog and on a one night get together they were lucky as hell?
They waited nine months.
It was turbulent and sad?
A story reminded Jme?
He went to the birth.
The newborn triplet?
They fought over names.
The muse suggested:`
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John, Juan, and Johan.
The bloggers argued.
Cephalic? headache.
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Bernadine Spitznogle.
I save all my deletes.
I email off to my son.
Yes. Believe You me.
`
It may be sane to swear off blogs and write more in my P.U. truck a diary for posterity.
My Family can can?
They may File 13 it?
`
I suggest on cold winter days?
Heat up a garden potatoes.
Put two in back pockets.
`
If you get a shave and a hair cut?
You must bury leg hair cutting.
If You don't you get a headache.
A noggin pounds like a hammer.
Then - You must snort carrots.
Never wear a Amish hat to blog.
You may stub your big foot toe.
Boil teakettle water and whistle.
`
Yesterday was the sauna Sunday.
We usually stop that in summer.
Spray lavender on our temples.
That cures brain head disease.
Potato juice comforts a belly.
I recommend cabbage broth.
Sip fermented sour-krauts.
No be too somber or giddy.
A first morn bird singsongs.
Good morning. No get scurvy.
I'm saying? To be very cautious.
'To Be or Not To Be' is Question?
No sit with a belly dagger and ask?
Live and Learn? No change roles.
No be a loco taxidermist and stuff.
They work on Wall Street and rob.
I saw two real` Taxidermist Sign.
`
One sign read `We buy animal horns.
One sign read` The buck stops here.
Sad sign read` Deer butcher storage.
Cold freezers` Stock up. Buy bacon.
No eat sheep bacon on BLT on rye.