Zuihitsu

[the mingo]

Wireman, these days I'm apt to fall asleep in a chair wake up two hours later and don't sleep the rest of the night - whoa! - That pic of yourself in situ you posted tonight lifted me up -
here's some "Watermelon Man" for ys via Herbie Hancock - later

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i-hAJcXqYms

[WIREMAN]

Herbie.....oh yeah......Stevie wonder on the tunes right now at jojos.....pic of me at my place a few years back via tommy diventi....a psychobillie poet

movie tonight
closely watched
trains, Czech

a goofy ww2 tale in b&w from mid sixties......limbo rockin again....waiting on a new project, might as well keep the wire rolling and the Han Shan attitude flowing....hell yeah viva Mongolia

[the mingo]

* Long-term damage from thunder requires enormous quantities of laughter but we are always right here and can't get away from it. Somehow I become glad with that thought, it's like a rock bottom, standing there peaceful.*

[gypsyjoker]

What is this all about
no worries for me
jamming where ever what ever
every have something on the tip of your tongue
virtually speaking of those silicon snips under the tip of my finger on the mouse
tip of the mouse
nothing more tenuous then my grip on life
jamming with a sister get one of those thoughts just teetering on the threshold of my consciousness
thinking of Basho being concise

"I blinked on Basho
what do I know"

thinking Blinked on Basho?????
where did that come from
WTF was that
an original thought?

sorry mingo got to go back and read this thread
for some reason somehow sometime
I wondered why this relates


so anyway
weather is weirder that texas these days
still riding
maybe even still trucking
breaker breaker
doubt it
you ever google yourself
http://www.sumoforum.net/forums/topic/3 ... s/?page=17

[WIREMAN]

....kinda of jammin w/a samurai twist....writer Wednesday tonite......here a bit late.....5 of us here this evening, one female......

haiku bacon swirls
fried beet chips delicioso
a bit of wind tonight

...looks like bacon but it's beets.....fried........Basho woulda loved this shit, I think.....bike ridin times a comin .........thinking bout just renting one, to get back in the groove, over at gravel and grind.....oh damn what am I gonna write about tonite?.?? I dunno
2 vodka and oj's to the wind.....

sunny day-0
plowing fields asunder
clouds got in the way

whatever that means???......blind haiku for sure LOL!!!....sweet Marie Antoinette why did they hang ya....they didn't have to go so far....always the they.....oh yeah, but this time they's right....is that a real word?

[the mingo]

Don't know about "Blinked on Basho", sounds like an original thought to me, I seen all the signs - speaking of signs, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ayelet_Shaked - been reading about her for awhile now - Every time I see a photo of her I think of Issac's wife Rebecca or Jacob's wife, the only one he loved, Rachel, both described as beautiful women, must have looked like this but that's just the romantic in me - she's the Justice Minister now but skinny is she will be Prime Minister of Israel someday -

and wtf was that site you sent me to ? Is that sumo talk or something ? Egads ! Sumo - total Japanese thing - sheesh! Still riding here too but not over the winter, been on some short runs lately when the weather permits - waiting for when I can ride everyday

[the mingo]

Holy Shit Wireman hold on my ducks ain't in a row

[the mingo]

OK - was finishing up a post to Jack and yours popped up - don't know bout real words - might not be any real words, only the language - o that helps a lot, huh? - more jazz today - discovered a guy name of Hank Mobley - like his shit - Wrote on a tree today out with the dog - first time in years - I wrote,

"my coffee cup gives out
with a bell-like sound when tapped
but that don't make this Tibet"

Then I wrote on a stone with another stone -

"I think goodbye's separate the dysfunctional from their bird houses."

Then we went home and listened to Hank Mobley, after that the trees were on their own.

[judih]

trees salute your support
each root its own story
trials and free rides

[the mingo]

trees salute your support
each root its own story
trials and free rides

hell yeah to all that and Mongolia too - heaven knows I support the trees !

... and I support judih too always, from yesterday into today and 4-forever - that's a bona fide fact of matter & record -

[the mingo]

I'm working on a piece of ... Extinct Flak - extinct flak will rise up bite you right quick if you get uncareful - it's not theoretical space you're screwing with no no - do not attempt in a garage environment -

I love train videos.

Fukushima - ghost town

I miss Paris Hilton. Della Street. Katherine Hepburn.

Agree with Mr. Bukowski on one thing - Mickey Mouse gives me the creeps too.

Don't have to worry 'bout tsunami up here on Tug Hill or earthquakes too much either. I can sit here comfortably, with coffee, and watch videos 'bout both and do. Loves me some tsunami video.

On my mate's 'puter some bald guy in a studio is talking about Indiana Jones. 5:24 a.m. Three women sit with him. Two of the women are conversing.
Con-ver-sing, Con-versing. I like that word. Conversing.
Staccato is another cool word.
And "gregarious".
I'll have a Gregarious on rye with a side order of Staccato. Bring a bottle of Conversing with that. Please.

First thing this morning my brain coupled together the words "extinct" & "flak". My brain the train yard. Funny thing is about half an hour later my mate, knowing nothing of what's going on in my train yard, shows me a story about a father & son in Denmark out exploring the countryside with metal detectors when they get a hit start digging discover a German Messerschmitt fighter plane with the bones of the pilot still in the cockpit. Synchronicity ? Coincidence ?
Coincidence - working definition, operation of an unknown principle -

The Kardashians - also the operation of an unknown principle.

Heard yesterday that Kansas is burning. Wildfire. If I lived in Kansas I'd move to Vermont.

Richard Brautigan died by his own wish in 1984. He has stayed dead since then, 33 yrs now. I don't believe I'll ever forget Trout Fishing in America Shorty or Rommel driving on deep into Egypt or cave seepage or Kitty Hawk Kimonos or Boo, Forever. Just to name a few.
Fuck you, Richard. Your trout steel deserted you just when you needed it most and you let it go without a fight. Yeah, fuck you.

Jack Kerouac drank himself to death. In Florida. Dead 48 yrs & counting. I'm not going to forget the Ghost of the Susquehanna but fuck you too, Jack. In fact fuck you in pigshit double. At least Richard had the balls to fill his hand with a gun point it at his own head and pull the trigger with his own finger.
You, you didn't have the backbone for that. Comes down to it, you're a phony. A chickenshit. At least with Bukowski God had to send cancer to take the man down. With you & Richard he didn't have to lift a finger. That's what is called easy money.

While I'm thinking about it, Bambi's mother, that whole thing bothers me too. Bambi's mother gets shot. Shot. That is how she dies. Shot-to-death. By one of us. SHOT. Maybe by Richard Brautigan. Maybe Jack Kerouac came along & offered her a drink in her death throes.

Maybe she should have moved to Vermont.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYjMmO10bOE

[judih]

vermont.
so simple when you think about it.

[the mingo]

vermont.
so simple when you think about it.

Yeah I know. Vermont. The place is green, about 40 different shades of that. Then all the leaves changing with autumn for a gabillion colors. Then, winter. White, grey, and the colors of stone. I like the place. Even more than Tug Hill Plateau. Ethan Allan & the Green Mountain Boys fighting back when against the Brits and against the claims of the great state of Yew Nork over half of Vermont's territory. Bernie Saunders lives there in his $650,000 plus digs on the shores of Lake Champlain. Sane gun laws. Sane taxes.

I'd have to get an electric-assist bicycle though, not a flat spot in the whole damn place that I ever saw. The mountains that the locals call "hills", which is some kind of local humor I guess - it's not that they are high so much as steep and they are everywhere. If I were to bike there on a traditional bike my thighs would be the size or redwood trunks and my heart solid steel.

Or I'd be dead.

I'll probably never get there though it is not far off. My "significant other" does not wish to be any farther away from her grandchildren than where we are right now. If I had a bucket list Vermont would be the only thing on it.

Vermont. It does sound simple.

[stilltrucking]

still a simple man
like a mothers prayer for her son



where was i (we?)
oh yeah
mingo i finally got back to the first couple of post now I know all about [随筆]

did i hear someone say Kerouac's dead, maybe so, in
punctual way

Jack been talking to me in my sleep lately
sleep about eight get by on five
but I learned to sleep fast when I was over the road

[stilltrucking]

instead : wink
should be : blink
I wish i had an emoticon for : blink