A Toy-Mental Toodle-Foo
"Hope for the Hopeless ... Fear for the Fearless .. Wait for the Weightless(ness)" © 1963
Monday, January 6, 2025
A Mild Crust Is Forming, Part II.
Tuesday, December 31, 2024
Autobiographical Notes from an Alternate Timeline.
Younger strangers who are thought to appear to be 'well liked' are often the last to know. I should know because I was one myself once. Problem was, I didn't find out until everyone had already gone. I was left in an opponent's gymnasium even though it was dark outside and I remembered a lot of people saying that no one could be expected back until after eleven. I decided to use my fabled brain and call this kid a liar. He wasn't there either so I ditched my nukes behind a Pastor's toolshed, started selling drugs in the inner city and got a cheerleader pregnant even though I was secretly gay. The baby, who I never saw, was named after my Grandpa who died in the War.
Wednesday, December 25, 2024
Expectation Can Be a Cruel Master.
Saturday, December 14, 2024
Memorandum of Interest.
This proposal has been enskeptulating, in seed form at least, for the better part of the sixty-one days that our presence has been detected by the remaining Floor Staff who have survived all our efforts to render them blandly and crucially ineffective in their efforts to dissolve our track-positive modalities.
Your reply to this proposal is expected—and yes, mandatory!—within six and one half minutes of the receipt of this communiqué. Short of that, please anticipate that any and all evidence of the existence, past, present and future, of you and your prime segments will be permanently erased.
Good day.
Sunday, December 8, 2024
Public Notice: Announcement.
If anyone has noticed traces of very fine sand around the perimeter of this or any building, there's a question which needs to be asked before a notice is posted. In addition, one of our untrained lackeys has sustained major fentibular damage and will need various provisions from a central location if any of us are to be afforded the chance to feel hope anew as our struggle ascends its vital avenscrypt. We all look with eyes focused on a mere legend. His demeanor is not one to be sneered at, regardless of which side of the candle is deemed suitable for a fenticious lavermont. My objontuous assistant, Klevon O'Toole, will likely arrive at your doorstep in the coming days fresh out of soluble water pills and you will be expected to make good on the one promise which could bring all solid ground into a ringing saltessence. Nutrition in all its various forms is not to be taken lightly in any event. By their chairs you will know if they are one of ours or one of theirs. If it's the latter, please try to delay any soporific reaction until we've had time to examine your road scores and impart your hand into a layered pacing yeild. After this, no one can pretend that your axis is the stiff end of a monument to ever more feelthy tracer scores.
Wednesday, December 4, 2024
A Friendship is Tested: Daylight Odors.
Wednesday, November 27, 2024
This is the title which some of you have requested. You're welcome.