...yeah, that ...

[the mingo]

... didn't want to start a new topic on your threads Jack, but this doesn't really follow to anything ya got going. Just to say thanks to the words ya left on my poem this morning. And I read yours that you have locked the replies from. That piece shines, Jack. Thx.

[stilltrucking]

I bought a new pair of shoes, velcro straps no laces. Life is good again. Talked to a bike cop down on Alamo Plaza this morning, he asked me if I got a kayak yet. I did not recognize him, about a month ago I had a long talk with him about life and stuff, mentioned I wanted to get a kayak. I been saying that for probably a year now, but I think the next time I get my hands on a thousand bucks a kayak is finally in the cards.

Thanks for writing steve. Don't know why it is locked. I hope it will unlock soon. I said it took me a week to find the words to reply to your poem, but it was more like it took a week for the words to find me.

[stilltrucking]

I bought a new pair of shoes, velcro straps no laces. Life is good again. Talked to a bike cop down on Alamo Plaza this morning, he asked me if I got a kayak yet. I did not recognize him, about a month ago I had a long talk with him about life and stuff, mentioned I wanted to get a kayak. I been saying that for probably a year now, but I think the next time I get my hands on a thousand bucks a kayak is finally in the cards. It is February and 86 degrees outside. What a beautiful day to ride the doubledecker bus. Or paddle a kayak.

Thanks for writing steve. Don't know why it is locked. I hope it will unlock soon. I said it took me a week to find the words to reply to your poem, but it was more like it took a week for the words to find me.

[the mingo]

I had my notions set on getting an inflatable kayak with my tax return. Then January's fuel bill came in and the power steering pump on the Cherokee went blam. I payed for all that with my kayak money. I hit that wall hard. Damn. Well, I still got my Rita and she'll see me through this kayak season. God bless her.
I should have paid much more attention to my future when I still had one but I didn't and here I am with no one to blame but yours truly.
hell yeah, Mongolia.

[the mingo]

ps - come to think of it, I need a new pair of sneakers. Mal-Wart, here I come !

[stilltrucking]

Spkeaking of the price of gas and banana clips

Watched a show, part of a show, about Bill Clinton. He promised Amerika "I will be with you till the last dog dies" god I love that line.

I was thinking if it gets to be five dollars a gallon in Texas they will probably bomb Iran. Don't know where I heard that number five dollars, some talk show maybe.
Or maybe I am thinking about an old guy I met back in the sixties when I was crazier than I am now. He told me his life story in about forty five minutes, he remembered everything he had ever said or done. He remembered what he had for lunch in nineteen fifty one. He remembered when the price of scrap iron soared to a hundred dollars a ton in nineteen forty one

So he told me to watch the price of scrap iron if I wanted to know what is really going on, whether there will be another world war
or not.

Sunday morning on a Friday, is it good Friday yet, no/ that was ash Wenesday,

working downtown that day where did all those Catholics come from, every one with a black cross on the far head. I wish I had a magic marker cause I should have a bar code on my forehead

my far head this morning
fucking money
I hate it
that is how crazy I am
what is the worse that could happen if it did not say In God we Trust on it.
I wonder how many Amerikans remember that Saddam Hussein was a dearest friend. That we armed him for his war on Iran?

I love this country I dearly do
it is my promised land
I suppose I should leave it like that guy who was posting here on Studio eight
I forget where he was posting from, Honduras maybe or somewhere else in Central America. He was crying the blues because he was an ex patriot amerikan down to his last thirty thousand in gold. He sounded like he was asking for a donation. I guess he was doing good work.

He was warning about the when the revolution comes, when social security starts mailing out IOU's when the government of the united "snakes" goes belly up. I guess it could be a good thing. No more USA riding to the rescue, No more leader of the free world, no more president of the world.

what would I do, starve to death maybe

oi vey sorry mingo dont know where that came from

thinking about politics too much I guess, Listening to the GOP ers jumping on the price of gas.


I used to listen to them (my parents) fight, it always seemed to be about money. When I get pissed I have been known to tear the stuff up'

Nothing to do with anything maybe but I like this bit from "The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy"
It kind of helps keep it in perspective. What with my love for abstractions.

Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western spiral arm of the galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this, at a distance of roughly ninety million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet, whose ape descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea. This planet has, or had, a problem, which was this. Most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small, green pieces of paper, which is odd, because on the whole, it wasn’t the small, green pieces of paper which were unhappy.
http://ladymadonna.org/2007/12/21/what- ... this-time/

[the mingo]

born poor raised poor but thing is I didn't know it at the time. My experience with money is the sour taste most of it left behind most of the time. I don't call it evil but I fault it for the amount of time it has taken out of my life trying to keep enough of it around just to "live" on. I guess that's what is meant by finding something to do that you love - never found that, by the way. What I found was the things I love or at least don't mind doing nobody will pay me for. So much for that advice.

I get off on the power of it sometimes. It's amazing how folks will pop to attention whenever you show up with amounts of cash. I ain't had that happen much in my life but enough to see the truth of it.
Fun and P.U. at the same time.

I would like enough of it not to worry about it for living expenses anyway. That's not happening but it's a gentle thought. If my stomach were not the prime motivator that it is I would probably have a totally useless life. I could excel at something like that. Trouble is God's got it set up that nobody lives a totally useless life. Whenever I am tempted to judge the people around me and the things that are done some words come back to me from the gospels where they report Jesus saying to the disciples after feeding the five thousand to go around gathering up what was left over - he said, "Let nothing be wasted" ... that's how God thinks about it - let nothing be wasted - that's what I see when I look around, even when it comes to the foolishness of folks or when I'm out in the woods, especially in the woods, because that kind of thinking is everywhere out there. A tree dies and remains standing. It begins to dry out. Insects come, lay their eggs in it. Woodpeckers show up to eat the eggs and begin the process of breaking up the bark so the weather can get in. When the wood gets soft enough to hollow out the flying squirrels show up and go to work building their nesting cavities within - let nothing be wasted, the whole process is seamless far as I can tell.
Or, in the notions of Bokonon - Busy busy busy.

And then there are women.

[still.trucking]

re yeah that
The Mongolians have been leaving us alone lately, except for the occassional latent genetic make up of a few million men. Haybe A hundred million, the great Kahn was a prolific breeder. But mostly on the scale of geo politics they fight few wars anymore. Where is mongolia now? Somewhere in China I think.

either we thought ourselves into being one way or another or...

in the meantime the desert fathers are still raising I am that I am.

Desert or dessert I can't remember which one to eat first.

ah yes the women
the desert mothers
come back with your shield or on it

Mighty warriors of a god of vengeance
The USA is the new chosen people of G D

I am leaving G d out of the equation

I will be your best enemy I can.

infriendship
jt

it all about the competition between males I suppose
I am constantly on the lookout for women
I wish I had more money cause money can't buy me love

morning GO
doing what I love
maybe I need a new past time?

[the mingo]

"Where is Mongolia now? Somewhere near China I think."

Mongolia is in the mind. I knew that was the message of the Khan when he dropped dead off his horse on his way to somewhere to kick some more ass. It was a sign. So I know that wherever I am, wherever my mind is, that's where Mongolia is too. Hell yeah, Mongolia!

God is infinitely greater than Mongolia. Great as the Khan was he was dust on the streets of Abilene to God. God bless Texas!
Here we are riffing 'bout God. I love this place.
God is with the jam & God is the jam.

The desert fathers didn't raise God - he raised them. If your eyes don't fit, get new eyes!
I mean God was always saying it - "I raised you up for this very purpose" etc etc etc all through the Scriptures...

Nancy's grandson, up for a visit this weekend says I sound like a low-rider.
Out of the mouths of babes ... comes the makings of equations - he says I make "funny noises"
So I present you myself, "Mingo Maker of Funny Noises"

Not bad, actually. Grandma & grandson are making ladybugs. Somethings have to be seen to be believed and others need to be lived through. Blessed are those who do not see yet believe.
Now that is some kinda boss jam!

yeah, that.
832 bears and a bunch of pieces.

I dreamed last night I was in a kayak that had a bonsai tree growing right out of the deck near the bow. That is the Doll's fault.

[SadLuckDame]

Sometimes it'll take you a boat to get you out of the house.
What we'll do to each other. My Nana always told me to read the Bible that I was here for a reason. Not here for any reason except that there is a reason.
I try to remember that.

I told my son this week, "You weren't just born just to be born, but there's a reason."

If we haves to we'll take our reason and hop on a boat to sail with it.
All I knows is God wanted a girl like me, there's something to it and he wanted the two of you, too.

[stilltrucking]

I don't want no truck with it.
not no more

And that is the way it is.
I wish you both well

[stilltrucking]

Lets just let this one go, and we can agree to still be friends

I just don't like your God.

[SadLuckDame]

I should have just let you two talk about it and not have come in to wreck on your flow.

I don't believe that, but there
I'll go.

[stilltrucking]

no flow to wreck, whatever comfort you find in your religion that is good. That is your way. I find more comfort in the tender indifference of the stars.