I heard an airplane landed on it two weeks ago---->Nope, Not a CHANCE! just hiding.

Tomorrow, I go get the little beige buffalo. Roam her back to where she heaps. Friends alike.

Nestle' candy bars eaten atop her docile head-strap.sleeps seep.

I start typing-mentally tallying ideas.

Suddenly I'm on a planet where the wind can blow in two different directions, and that wind in coming from the chest of a MAN, possibly his heart, bringing in fog from the ocean and sand from the desert at the same time, obliging the unwary driver to shift down the minute he entered this alien atmosphere: In the butter nut gallery enough tasty fluff batter catch to feed thorough each kid outta school lunch snack able powder puff confection summers of lady angle food, with daylight------dimmed visibility reduced to a half a block, and all colors, including those of traffic signals, shifted radically elsewhere in the spectrum.

...it will still be going on from there as the novel progresses...which leads me to

In June...(early to mid june)...The 28FT grandcooley RV will be departing from Tempe, AZ...towards Detroit, MI... then in the end of that month it will be towards Minneapolis, MN... then soon after that it will be wherever WEEDSTEM is. so...to pitter pat a flax seed hat-Who's coming with me...
I'll drive, and I got a bad-ass co-pilot so far...

Plant it down, and then grow it up-passion that is.that is as serious as I can smidge.

send me a letter of interest: by may day...

stlb3
"*&@#"
"8723"
3603 s. terrace rd
tempe, az 85282
c/o baxter boondoggle

My chestcave's Orvillized...cool combos and cool convos collide!

NO! SLEEP! TILL WEEDSTEM! I will ride in your chariot to the promised land if you'll have me. I will do all I can from now until then to make it happen