^{2017 archives}

⁵⁶⁷>molting our skin to the quarry, in sum

... 4450 km, not counting side trips (our odometer clocked more than 5000). 2 flats. Lots of animals, not menny ppl, just how we like hit. Endless barren + desolate landxcapes. Now in the waning dayz of 2017... dint do much travelling this year till these past 2 months, December in South Afrikaaa + Namibia + November in Rome, Buenos Aires + London. Other than dat, Mexico x2: Cuernavaca + [ ... ]

⁵⁶⁶> deriving d'ark side of South Afrikaaan landxcape to breach each itch

dilapidated truck w/ disheveled black dudes pulls up blaring loud music (cool beats whatever hit was), fat white fuck w/ buzzcut + Harley Davison shirt marches up to them + hits 'em on the shoulder + barks sumping in Afrikaaans, presumably «shut off dat jungle music» + dare was a short xchange + truck speeds off peeling rubber, redneck glaring at 'em. Everywhere we go all white clientele served [ ... ]

⁵⁶⁵>Mirror cats reading the news in Kgalagadi transfrontier

... walked around + our guide showed us how bushmen «read the newspaper»... i.e. analyze all the tracks to see who passed thru in the middle of the night, or looking at the tracks grass makes in the wind to predict weather, etc. He showed us medicinal plants which we forgot the names of (usually involved some sorta clicking noise) + we foraged on berries from the shepherd bush, which has an [ ... ]

⁵⁶⁴> Tracking Kalahari lions in red sands + leafing behind books

A little relief from thunderstorms, tho still dint amount to more then sprinkles. Lightning did knock the power out tho, wich made for a miserable nite sleeping w/ no AC or fan in stifling pitch blacknest, 'fraid to leaf the door ajar for fear of cobras, scorpions, etc. Not menny utters here, hanging mostly w/ some Kiwi cupple reminds us of Justin Theroux + Carrie Coon in The Leftovers. After they googled [ ... ]

⁵⁶³>Bellying up to the waterhole for cheetah exfoliation w/ rainbow lightning

Wint for an early morning walk + saw the cheetahs again, this time they rub'd up against the fence purring loud, wanting to be pet. Then for a long run... felt like Jim Carey in the Truman show, striving to find the edge of the game park, but dint reach the far fence. Chilled in front of the watering hole. Then went for the «cheetah experience»... sorta cheesey, but how else u gunna hang out w/ cheetahs? [ ... ]

⁵⁶²> Pan to a river's dead end into the red dunes of Namibia

... infamous for what, not sure, except that its the closest 1 to the road. Kept going to the end, paid for the jeep ride rather then risk getting stuck... but we had to stop to help dipshits in dinky cars that didn't heed the warning, our driver got out (no way we was volunteering) to help get them unstuck + continue on (despite warnings to turn back) only to get stuck again so we were delayed [ ... ]

⁵⁶¹>Indexing our own quivering cat's cradle canyon into Namibia

«She said indexing was a thing that only the most amateurish author undertook to do for his own book.» Guess we're amateurs. Haven't had reliable Inurnet for days, a struggle just to check email, if you're lucky it downloads the header, but not the contents. Can't figger out how to download pics from our fancy SLR (w/ a telephoto lens) either, so will have to post those later. For now will just post quick [ ... ]

⁵⁶⁰> Waiting for barbarians @ the B9 southern cape of good coping mechanisms

At the base of the cliff saw a chain dangling, about 30 feet of verticul that u had to batman up... started to do it + seemed doable, but going up is 1 thing + going down another... dint know what to xpect aft'r dat (googling now seems a bit dangerous w/o ropes). Continued traversing along the base tward the tram, then saw an elephant trail w/ a cuntinuous stream of folks coming up, Germanic bro [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁹>Buckskin Cocaine + Sisyphus Stones: begins again the renunciation against colonization

Seamed serendicilous cuz as we resently pointed out, Sisyphus is rumored to be Ulysses's true dad + in the book we's writing next (as anon I'm us) we're calling Chaulky = Ulysses + dare father = Sisyphus. Da book on hold cuz we compiled a cassette + hour anticipating our next move witch might uproot us, sum folks kin ride like dat, bud we need to be sumwhat groundid b4 we kin wrap our head [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁸> Herding th unheard silence ahead of The Raft's wake: logarithmic confessions of a 4-track mind

[...] the idea of recording, of laying tracks on tape, really struck a chord w/ us, as the sayin' gose. Hit became an obsession, an x-cape (from + @ the xpense of our studies, in math + sighents)... away of chronicling, jus like what we do now w/ writing + in regards to publishing u cd say we cut our teeth on cassettes... no, we dint use tape as dental floss fool, bud the whole DiY sensibilly-t of hit [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁷>3 nights of serious listening amp'd @ 11, rushing judgment to no-decision to kill ♂ heros

... not a far cry from scientology if u aks us, wanna-be mystic men's club crap cant quiet put hour finger on hit dat bothers us bout such books bud rather than articulate in concise glish wad rubbed us wrongly bout Gurdjieff ± Daumal wheel tock mo' generule (in offshooting pata/dada style) bout concepts of judgment + decision making, weather we be tocking bout manly authors ± musicians ± athletes [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁶> Plush/safe he think, hulled up in a sports dome of consumer fascism til Kingdom Come

... the Kingdome-ish mega-mall complex where a madman opens fire into a crowd w/ a machine gun... reminiscent yes of Vegas, Brexit + Westgate (∀ll of wich came later) but also channeling the superdomed squalor of Katrina dat came b4... a malaise of passive apathy fueled by patriotism + ignorants dat inevitably brims ova into teaming k-OS + anarkey father fueled by fascist sports + hooligan [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁵> Don't look now, butt equine conspiracy of 5 senses in the Twilight Zone (Greenwich time)

... Hitchcock never even alludes to a reason for the bird's behavior, whereas Du Maurier reveals far more ominous + brooding undertones in the text—«... how many million years of memory were stored in those little brains, behind the stabbing beaks, the piercing eyes, now giving them this instinct to destroy mankind with all the deft precision of machines.» Bring it on! Weed be happy to give el moon- [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁴> Manifesto of neglected solar script w/ cryptic decrepit crypts + antiquated luxury

... in facto Xul Solar painted the Aleph + makes a cameo in a Borges cuento or 2... + quizas influenzed sum of Borges' signature motifs that reoccur in most of these 20 or so stories—infinity, labyrinths + the granularity of holographic microcosms—«Homer compuso la Odisea; postulado un plazo infinito, con infinitas circunstancias y cambios, lo impossible es no componer, siquiera una vez, [ ... ]

⁵⁵³> how the present belongs to anon I'm us, riding w/ Mao II in a car missing a door thru Silvery, Good Air

thru immigration, customs, taxi line, throngs of teenage girls screaming when we exit, mistaken us for some 1 famoso. The celebrity appears + mayhem breaks loose, a moving, hectic mass of paparazzi + girls gritando, in the middle of it can see just bodyguards, red in the face, yelling, covering the celebrity, the chicas that caught a glimpse break out in tears, our entertainment in the taxi queue [ ... ]

⁵⁵²> Launching a Roman raft on the Columbia, still in the Zone composting intelligence on the fly

1 thing nwavo we discovered (back to speaking now in the vox of anon I'm us) is this Roman tradition of "talking statues" (Pasquino shown above), sumthing our patron Cal, nor Rem+Rom never knew about in them years living qui. They'd seen these, ma non sapevano cosa erano—statues w/ pieces of paper stuck to them (anonymous folk used to stick 'em right on the pedestal, now they put up [ ... ]

⁵⁵¹> Zoning out in Rome-antic decay-dance

... further back to Roman times, after a while u zone out + let your mind go + not try to comprehend, just let your eyes float cross the words, maybe why the title is Zone... next morning just so happened Cal arrived an hour after his bedder-½ (coming from Nepal), so she waited, reunited, it's been a year or so since last they were in Rome, but before even leaving the airport they were shocked [ ... ]

⁵⁵⁰> Bunny-hopping sewerside 'twixt mussel + spade to absurd myths of Sisyphus + bongo sunsets

Rumor is dat Sisyphus is actually the father of Odysseus, not Laërtes... @ least a'cording to non-Homeric scuttlebutt Sisyphus knocked up Anticlea, Odysseus's mum, raped her to git even w/ her pop, Autolycus, cuz he rustled Sisyphus's oxen or sum such shit (he cot the culprit by inscribing SS on th inner-hoofs of his cattle... sorta like Jack in Chinatown knocking out the taillight of dat car to trail hit [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁹> Th Brooklyn book diaries

... nada nwavo to riport, same as previus yrs xcept mo' face-painting-4-kid type of non-lit shit, self-help authors manning booths giving out free books, panels of Oprah-approved "writers" sittin' smug w/ legs crossed in front of bored folks fanning themselves... only ½ a dozen truly small literary presses left. Bud got to hang w/ ol friends, shared a table w/ Black Sun, ∫um of th usual suspects stop'd [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁸> sobre GTO when i'm rushin' on my run + i guess dat i just dont no

when last Cal was in GTO (c. 1995) las callejoneadas era a spontaneous thang where ppl (typickly borracho) wd follow these street musicians dress'd in weird renaissance getups as they serenaded unsuspecting casas. Now u gots to buy tickets, in ∫um lame organized tour. Only time u paid bfor was if u hired callejoneadas to serenade, say, yo novia. Every1 wd gather neath her ventana + surprise! [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁷> Guanajuato underground: vampire zombees, loculized cryptography + Lazarillo de Tormes

La ultima vez que estamos en Guanajuato we was inspired to write a vampire story set in GTO... parece buen lugar por vampiros (zombess tom bien) cuz yous able to travel around subtierranean w/ scarce seeing scant lite of day. Guess GTO used to have flooding problemas, so they bilt these tunnels cum storm drains for th river to go under, but then construyeron un dam + dint need th [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁶> Elements + Phyllotaxis: cunvergent whorl-wind trips graduating past ports in 3° person to 1990

How kin a 12-yr orefan git so mush dirt on these White boyz? Well see, they gave us unfetterd axess to dare journels + whatnot, dats how. Cal A. Mari also debrief'd us + gave us a style guide dat we spose to ad-hear 2, bud we figurin' shit out still so slip us ∫um slack, ok? De todos modos, it wuz sort uv a hack fesis for th math dept, mo' crunchy (as in granola) than number-crunchin'... souprized [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁵> Starfisheye, The Loser, monkey-chanting + why we stopped playin' 2nd fiddle

But yes, simalurely escapist + addictive. As was music. We was so obsessed w/ music that sum days we'd wake up + start laying tracks + forget to eat breakfast, lunch, not exercise, not shower, etc. + these was more likely to be dayz when we was sposed to be studyin'. Just like in our climbing dayz, we'd often find ourselves clingin' to the side of a cliff when we was sposed to be taking a mid-term [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁴> Autobiopsychogeographical landmarks of holographic earthquakes (California/Baja, 1989)

Yah, we was 1 of them civilians that was a "hindrance to operations"... we wasn't frantic tho, we dint personally know the trapped/dead girl, but was just trying to be of help to our friend. And when it came to being arrested, we politely declined [...] Our friend got arrested tho. The other weird thing we remember is how many ppl decided to get shit-faced drunk to cope w/ the situation, it was surreal. [ ... ]

⁵⁴³> Whorl, e + fractalian flicker noise (SC/Bay Area, Q2 1989)

[...] pulsing a pressure wave in the air... causes a "sound" wave that hits eardrum, hammer transmits to the anvil, then stirrup which vibrates millions of little hairs that convert this back to an electrical signal corresponding to that frequency, w/ amplitude, transmitted thru auditory nerves, across synapses firing in succession, to yield what we hear as sound... and then to make "music" of it? [ ... ]

⁵⁴²> Camper lot + cassette culture in the sunblind dayz of Ethereal Aether (Santa Cruz, Q1 1989)

Not only is the book a compilation of reviews (in the spirit of Lester Bangs or Camden Joy) of fictitious albums by fictitious bands, but it comes w/ a cassette of music, of the tracks reviewed (in a brilliant reversal of logic, he got indie bands he liked to contribute songs to fit the reviews). Some genius shit that will probly fall on deaf ears cuz who the fuck's got a cassette player in this day + age? [ ... ]

⁵⁴¹> Frankincense hurricaned in the bush of ghosts (Santa Cruz + Central America, 1988)

The kangaroo spoke to me and said she had a tracking device, that there was a male roo 6 miles away and she could tell when he was coming [haha, we predicted Grindr (at least for kangaroos) back in the 80s!]. Then we were at the house of a dead man. He had a cage out back with all kinds of monkeys. We went in and the monkeys were jumping all over us and I began to climb around and found [ ... ]

⁵⁴⁰> Rebirthing a proxy urchin in the boony flatlands of Santa Cruz, 1987

[...] a no-brainer... the only solution was to actually have the procedure done, that's the only way u can write about it w/ legitimacy. I explained my fear of doctors + surgeries, how i'd rather die before being cut open + operated on. That even a blood transfusion (my brother’s blood into my body) wouldn’t work cuz i was deathly afraid of needles. So s/he said s/he wd do it, "no problema." [ ... ]

⁵³⁹> Zoologic in my luggage: foiled swindles + a turtle caper codex (comp book from Mexico 1986)

Once we were on, they didn't hesitate to pull the old "drop the coin on the floor and ask you to pick it up" trick, but i just ignored them. Then they squeezed between me & S (the bus was crowded) but i had S's purse so wasn't so worried. I pushed my way back to S and told her they were trying to pick-pocket us. By this point they had given up on being subtle and rifling through my back pockets, [ ... ]

⁵³⁸> Indulge us w/ textiloma: purging to reinhabit Palo Alto, 1986

So the 3rd time this happened i asked if anyone bothered to open their eyes underwater. I opened mine + what we had bumped into looked like a dead shark. I started swimming into the open ocean + my FBI colleagues shrugged, then followed suit. I looked back + there was a bunch of whales headed right for them, but the whales all had big comical grins on their faces. Then it was like [ ... ]

⁵³⁷> Unkel Fester's idol-killing family album from the Bay Area down to Panama 1984-85

As we drove along the lake, I kept asking questions like “what lake are we in” and the captain acted really impatient with me like I was ignorant and didn’t like my questions. We were in Lake Nicaragua and the snow-capped mountain in the background was Mt. Kilimanjaro. I asked how far the mountain was. The captain told me to shut up. It wasn’t cold although there were patches of snow on the [ ... ]

⁵³⁶> Purging ego while bridging the archival gap: 1980-83 south of the border to Pebble Beach

[...] we got movies/music etc. a year or two after they came out in the states. Disco was still popular (Axixic even had a discoteque) + the "popey" girls wore tight Jordache jeans + all the popey boys wanted to do was pick fights, especially with gringos. But I did have a friend from Philly that spent summers in Axixic + I think it was around this time he turned me on to punk music + skateboarding. [ ... ]

⁵³⁵> Wake up + smell th copy: fakers, journihilism + name reclamation (I am anon I'm Us)

No, I'm anon I'm us. These literary fakers are just a subset of the ever-pervasive new wave of cheaters overrunning modern society, all the way to the top, to POTUS. A.K.A. not my president. Every field or line of work has become a steroid-pumped sport. The game now, across all sectors, is all about how to buck the system + not get caught. Again, all fueled by greed + notoriety. Even scientists [ ... ]

⁵³⁴> Great misanthropic r'n'r w/ th Joneses (gnomes + animals in theory)

... write whatever you want and then send it out on the wires. Make it up. Whatever you write will be true.» When aksed for a statement on his present whereabouts he also says «wherever you want me to be.» Then when aksed why NYC of ∀ll places (he has other reclusive hideouts to disappear to) Bucky says: «You know where you are in New York. [...] This fact is enescapable. In other places [ ... ]

⁵³³> A Raft Manifest lexicon + primer 4 th perplex'd x-panting westword in2 Huck Finnegans wake

Whee ya stated plenty how Huckleberry Finn + Finnegans Wake influenzed A Raft Manifest, but th landgauge also tips a hat to Uncle Remus, Yogi Berra (+ Yogi Bear, nod to menshun Huckleberry Hound) + dat Dogberry charactor in Much Ado About Nothing .. ∀ll 2 say A Raft Manifest = a 233-pg narriverative slipstream of conchus eggcorns + malaprop'd non-seaquitrs .. gits to th point where [ ... ]

⁵³²> Assisted living in the valley of fire

The whole time in Vegas didn't gamble a dime ... depressing enough just walking through casinos. All the people that gamble are the ones that cant afford to ... lower/middle class people living out some fantasy that they are rich. Fancy casinos all trying to outdo themselves with kitschy extravagance but at the end of the day they are all the same cheaply made shopping malls with slots machines. [ ... ]

⁵³¹> What happens outside Vegas remains outside: doing the Charleston

A few members from some hiking club were loitering on top taking photos of themselves, fully equipped like they were on a major expedition. One guy in army fatiques + what looked like a gas mask was flabbergasted that i didnt have ski poles or an ice axe to self-arrest and was only wearing running shoes, he said that at a few spots on the way up he almost fell off the mountain were it not [ ... ]

⁵³⁰> pudding distance b-tween us + what el moondough is fast becoming

we aint cunsistent in our inconsistency + this incunsistency b-comes us, part of our shtick + since we typed by hand or hard-coded there aint no going back (hence the self-imposed cunstraint) + even if we did find a spot to change unless it was a simple letter for letter swap it would throw the whole page off.. what people in the typewriter age had to contend with. Funny thing is at first we I started to use [ ... ]

⁵²⁹> Saturday's child free-riding to d-feet th porpoise

.. may-b 1 finel read-thru for glaring earhorrors. Udderwise, nod much Ls to say pinche bway. Reveling in disengaged hermitude. Mind reelin' from Alex Honnold's free-solo of free-rider a few daze ago. Truely a'stoneshing feet, dont think most folk kin even fathumb, inklooting ourslef + we spent a decade a'climing. otherwordly combo of both mentol + physickle strength, stamina + skill. + just [ ... ]

⁵²⁸> beeconing a joy write shelter off kilter @ d-base uv blu cliff

yet an utter liebro of cabeza-scratching zen koans, tho arguably 1 of th prime-heros. And not zen but ch'an ± whatever th shyknees call that non-brand of buddhism .. notso loco bout th shyknees variety (as opposed to japaknees) tho we appreshe-8 th wack'd out humor of cha'an. See, they (prezoomably a long line of sages) present them (perhaps in retrospeck) by 1° giving a «pointer» + then [ ... ]

⁵²⁷> Log OS awake massaging a cerealized medium uv speciel FX hollering 4 remedial cuntroll

.. sickened by ∀ll th idiots walking round heads in their dumb phones not watching where they going, unaware of surroundings, oblivious to th dogs they walk, ignoring th loved 1s they set @ dinner with, just fucking sad state of th world rite now IMHO. A.N. Whitehead saw IT coming o'er 100+ yrs ago: «The major advances in civilization are processes that all but wreck the societies in which they occur [ ... ]

⁵²⁶ > Halal meat, patented medicine, prepaid street cars + pencils inside out

I dont mind kids on paper, i just woont halve payshints for dem day to day + thats got more to due w/ bad pairunting + my usual cumplaint of too many dam ppl pupalating this ere moondough. th kids cant help it tho, they innocent .. + they do say, write + draw th darndist things, far mo intresting then adult artists imho. But this age of innocence gits youngr + youngr—u got 1° graders now [ ... ]

⁵²⁵> Stung by a stonefish in Aitutaki + other South Seas adventures from handwritten archives (1990)

We tried many positions that led to some hilarious breakdowns but nothing comfortable—on the handlebars, crossbar, sitting on my lap while i pedaled, etc. We couldn't get started without cracking up + falling over into the bushes. Eventually we tried her sitting on the seat with me pedaling standing up, but it got to be very tiring on my quads and it didnt help she kept tickling my waist, almost peed [ ... ]

⁵²⁴ > bliss = renew'd passport to go nowhere xcept wear u @

@ 1° thinking hey, what a waste to just go big smoggy city, mayas well see other parts of China .. + y not stop in Japan too ± Vietnam we in th hood aft'r ∀ll .. + ends up she needs to go to East Timor again, we kin hit Java ± Oz along th way .. + then she needs to go to Stockholm, hell, may as well git 1 of them round-th-world tickets + stop up to 14 times for cheaper then that ticket .. [ ... ]

⁵²³> taxiing our own dubble-entry to reconcile forword progress

.. inching closer .. pg x pg .. day x day .. cant force th river to flow fast'r then she flows unless u use a motor .. had to take a brake this past weekend to do tax shit, also took Calamari inventory + reconciled losses, etc.. nada new from last year, now in our 13° year (as always, for inny 1 curious about th ℝealities of running an independent press) .. perhaps th definition of insanity [ ... ]

⁵²² > time-lapse deconstruction of a mounting flood of information

snorkeling gits a bad rap, dont have that macho bucketlist kind of appeal, like th difference 'tween surfing + body-surfing, we always preferred th latter (feel 1 w/ th wave mo) just like we usually prefer skin diving, good for seeing 97% of th shit in th ocean (forgit th actual #) most "life" lives in th top ~30 ft axsessible thru free diving but to go deepr + see certain critters u need to scooby dive [ ... ]

⁵²¹> a coyotl laid out in b-bomb-o genesis B-to-E-Timor

.. bin slacking here on 5cense, focusing mo on A Raft Manifest, hoping to git a lot done in next 2 weeks if not finish by end of April @ least close cuz come May who knows if wheel have axess to our mothership of a computer th 1 w/ InDesign + monitor plenty big we kin see waht we doing, did we mention we going blind? probly caused by ∀ll this tedious riding of unreadable texts. [ ... ]

⁵²⁰ > from cow-horn'd Wolfgang Motes-art to hero-twin monkey scribes

.. hodge-podge of histerical stuff from Aztec to colonial tempo inklooting dogumeats x-lated from Aztec pictographs int' spañole .. not crowdid con turistas, supongo que s.o.s. algo .. + Emiliano Zapata hails from these parts .... we let ourselves git lost walking round @ 1 punto thru th main mercado, quite massive + bustling .. so much product changing hands .... always awed by th enterprising [ ... ]

⁵¹⁹> th hysteria of missing dents in th non-state of bean

pitchers dont captcha knot jus th vast x-pants but th jaydid unevenest of D-street-o Federal do to todos los terremotos + generalmente sinking cuz she got constructed on an aintshit lake/ layr upon layr/ 1 sillyinvazation sobre an udder/ bldgs leaning every witch weigh/ gaping cracks in sidewalks pushing up portions of street like 1 day el moondough will just swallow CDMX back up [ ... ]

⁵¹⁸ > Self-oregonizing a scrapbook w/ d-tachable straps form my Karma Twin bra in just intonation

.. broken only by spending Monday nites in B-Timor (as opposed to E ± W Timor) when 1 git seperated from mothership + work off lapdog slave wich dont got latest ARM files on her so 1 do this—take a step beck (switchin' from InDesign to DreamWeaver) to chronickle ℝeel moondough influenze. Yes, th bra-strap clasp + self-pasting scrap-book found a way to embed themsleeves into my ARM. [ ... ]

⁵¹⁷> x-communecake us a frankenmash pas, no longr on 1° name baysis allah post-awp rehab

... th parasite runs parallel to selection .. Que veut-il dire? On s'en fout .... ∀ll a meta4 4 metamorphoursis where Rom = arch rivel coming to live in a river liffey .. a nomadic monad .... wad did we revenue post-AWP? we due a rivering theory of returns @ diminished capacity ever rigressing, back-paddling d'un coup to swell foop .... in French, direction = sens .. makes sense witchever weigh [ ... ]

⁵¹⁶ > ¶ara-parasitic cascades in loose angles d'raftin winnowing mash'd jeans of ark angels

—witch in hour paroles means (in mathmatickle jargon = median): knot n echoes @ psychogeographickle centro of Toto a sonorin deserted us snoring siñores in th age of messyedges a mist th riberth of rudderin' ruido .. «In any case, repetition is death.» .. we ride stet medium, in th median knot xing (knot a d-vider so mush as unwait'd everedge, th ½-weigh pt in set of avg'd #s .... ever in [ ... ]

⁵¹⁵> d-rivin' ℝeins down L Camino ℝoyal to Pismo + further so SoCal

... braved thru scum + rogue waves still on th verge of pinning us against crumbling cliffs .. a cupple times dicey had to clime round on rocks .. but we basickly had Black's beach to oursleves only 1-2 utters brave/stupid enuff .. me made her th whole way w/o gitting our feet wet til th end near Scripps a rocky outcrop we coont climb over cuz too slick + then a series of big waves caught us offgaurd [ ... ]

⁵¹⁴ > Trigger fish for Dog in x-ile sans ∃xit nor bedder-½ in Trumpifornia

.. then made pozole + tacos for a bunch of folk, again ∀ll Trump-supportin Mexikins + Indians (from New Mexico) so worry'd that our city-slicker non-piggy pozole woont pass muster, but they all wolf'd her down + sed yum .. ojalá que ponymos liberal dose of anti-dote plenty nuff to counterract Trump's mind-washing FX .. if you cant parlay sense into folk may-b u kin thru food .. [ ... ]

⁵¹³> Surfacing from scratch w/ wolf teeth adrift in hidden water

We rote ∫um utter palabras then deleted them. Abra cadaver. Dont mean we dint think them. A form of journihilism. Mean 1 thing + dicebat an udder. Get my drift? Aint genetic. If so, recessive. Put 'er in a book. What else? Our bedder-½'s off in East Timor again. We wint w/her last time, but too much of a pain in th ass to git there. In sted holding down th fort guess u cd say. We go int a sort of [ ... ]