Saturday, December 3, 2011

Prison Pen Pals

Many moons gone by I was a ghosting Pen Pal to soul's in far reaches who were, if one put one's ear to the wind, crying out a lonely lonely as quite like me! I do not recall the locales from which these cries came by way of air parcel postage....but was I a good listening post across the waves or a solid stump....just sitting, thinking, wooden? Well, I can't quite conjure up a clear picture as of nows, and of such missives passed to and yonder have since been lost. I like to think I was----that I was there, sorta, real, kinda. No-- who am I fooling? Myself. I was not good @ corro...just wasn't---no 2xWays about it.

In anys, time passes....

I do always like to keep in mind those less fortunate than myself during this time of the year. You can believe that I feel badly for the homeless, but also others who are in their own way, home-less. And that would be prisoners. Lord knows I work with so many unfortunates in the institution where I spend the balance of my week, but many of them don't know where they even are, or who they are, much less what time of year it may be. So it always seemed to me that it fell hardest on those incarcerated with their wits still about them. A couple of years ago I decided to do something to try to ease the burden and made contact with some prison pen pals. Here are a few examples,

prison pen pal

What I wrote: "G,... It must be incredibly tiresome and lonely to be incarcerated, and the date your profile gave for time of release seems to be just under a decade away ... I just really cannot see how a person copes with their loss of freedom. Maybe that is what prompted me to try to contact an inmate, my own personal dread of such a situation"

prison pen pal

The reply I got back, from C (??): "Hello and how are you? I know you are thinking who is this? Let me explain ... I am a very close friend of G's, G has decided to reunite with her ex-husband. ... Off and on for years I also was on anti-depressants..."

So, you can see that sometimes things do not go as planned, I had to seriously reconsider sending my own photo in the initial letter I sent. The price pf honesty, maybe...but it is the thought that counts most! Have a good one+

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Teffer's Deadster

Look what they've done to my Bro---> I want to make clear, I do not
mean that in a literal way. I would know and be heart-broken and certainly
not posting on a blog.

***On further review, not as bad as 1st thought.. Teffer's been hanging out w/ his would-be gf, Florence Namore ( Flor No More, as the Fat Man would have it), she use to hang around history, trying to rewrite it. What do you expect from their part-time flake-maid?

What I find interesting is the permuations of websites, their origin, evolution, and in some cases their extinction. In the case of Friendster, that was, if I'm not mistaken, one of THE, if not the proto-type, original Social Networking sites, before even Myspace, and certainly Facebok.
In this case, it was totally re-purposed as a social-gaming site with heavy traffic in Indonesia, Malaysia, maybe singapore & Phillipines (IIRC).

Young Teffer McGill

In the event and as cases may be, on the subject of my big brother, I like to keep an eye on his doings, without letting on that I'm doing so. It was a request of our mothers, before she was sent away, and one that I have diligently followed as would a herd of wildebeats and old, old trail that had led them to the watering hole over coutless centuries.

So, without meandering any further, let us see what we've got. It is a Point of Order, amongst us & w/in the family, that any serious wrong-doing is to be reported. He's usually pretty tame (certainly nothing criminal, not usually), but as the, err, more happenin' half, if corrective measures are necessary, it falls to me to administer them. And so, taking some of the oldest first and working forward:

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Side Job Stories from the Shadow Shopper-verse

Side Job Stories from the Shadow Shopper-verse ...  [scenes 1&2, take 3]

Auggie at 11:22 pm~this came later (short stories, Side Job Stories) (Gerald Caen, Lopp, Patron Quo, Shadow Shopper, Side Job Stories, Time for Condensation) · Edit{from the review files my brother was ordered to shred, but left lying around as he prepared dinner for his master}
Taken verbatim:

"I’ve taken the liberty of posting a couple of ancillary stories, linked in the sidebar. Patronage for my apprentice’s work is not, per se, required. Rather, I liked the format and forum of the site.
I’ve affixed mine own name to them as they were my labors to organize and re-write them from notes of Stan’s after he evinced no interest in elaborating on the pieces. And, besides, I was bored.
In any event, these are not stories from the official M.S. canon (more in the realm of events which happen in that gray area just off the margin), but are related and I felt of some interest for the devoted, in-depth scholars of my cases.
I am referenced, in almost a cameo role, in one. And while the details of the incidences surrounding the trial, conviction and incarceration of Mr. Caen are best left to a defter storytelling voice (you can hear me, I’m sure, Mr. Greene), a basic mention will have to suffice for now.
Of course, any future telling of said events will have to pass my strict code of editorship. I wouldn’t wish our readers to get the wrong idea of my part to play in the affairs surrounding the downfall of my former business associate, Gerald Caen.
He, obviously, had a lower opinion of me than was strictly warranted. Yet, in his defense (heh), he was under some duress. As to further happenings involving the aforementioned, there are indeed more ‘Side Job Stories’ to relate regarding his momentous, albeit extended, incarceration. And More…
Edit: There is another S.J.S. currently in that link as well, featuring my old associate Gerald. One will notice a similarity b/w its opening & a previous post re: an abandoned story tentatively titled ‘Sci-Fi Tales of the MyS’, I believe. Same source materials, but this one is much more to form in its original incarnation with but one or two minor alterations.
Timefor Condensation
Teaser: a future Shadow Shopper-verse story tentatively titled to include keywords such as, ‘Age’ and ‘Time’ and ‘Here’, is due at a later date. In it, Mir. Caen will be assisting from his cubicle in the re-allocation of time (not surprisingly… the subject matter will be, tho– & if not a send-up, then a tribute. let us say)…"

 This blogger's thoughts:
N.D. W so refreshing a change from pure, crass commercialism. Those of that world would never understand!
=he's bought them out, the very def. of crass commercialism - Barbarian...Beyond the Gates!
And so it comes to this-- forsooth:
There comes a time when there comes a time, when the time is come/

Friday, March 25, 2011

Super Moon-----and the Search for Joanie Cunningham

Simply, Super... in Blue~ 2011

Shout out to: W. Hermann -a.k.a. 'Bluegass' :altho- he has it the other way...

{Hermann Blugas is one of those guys who can be described as difficult, irascible...
asshole, I suppose. What has always brought us into at least some form 
of camaraderie is a mutual dislike---not really the best of reasons 
to form a -somewhat- 'admiration' society, but what're ya 
gonna do. I'll link here one of his better pieces of work 
that went largely unrecognized in the, now--which
was then, dated Search for Joanie Cunningham
:::from 2012}

This is an facsimile extract, providing an idea of who 
Blugas was professionally, but also as a person except 
some details have been blotto'd to protect..., 
whoever(?). At Malgren's Pharmacy:

"He chugged up his aisle, as I ran up mine. I beat him to the entrance, yet for all his heft he did keep up fairly well. The scene before us was of Burt having apparently been apprehended by a security guard. The hoodie, by contrast, was nowhere in sight.

“What the devil?!” Joe swore, then came to a lurching halt, a look of startled recognition on his face. “Blue-Gass!”

“Oh, well, hell.” The security guard smirked, gently smacking a black baton in the palm of one hand. “If it ain't the Loppster. Crawled out of your boiling pot again, I see. Hech.” He finished with a coarse laugh.

W. Hermann Blugas was his name, and rent-a-cop was his game. And, believe me when I say, all of the jokes about security guards that you've ever heard, apply one hundred-fold to Blugas. He was a large man, like Joe, but (I'm forced to admit) more fit. Yet while his was a wannabe commando/martial arts-type training, Joe's dumpy form was a machine finely honed by more sedentary, intellectual pursuits and ruse practices. And, thus superior, at least to my way of thinking."

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*I want to juxtapose the above Supermoon w/ these shots from the 2017 Eclipse, not full but 50-60% from where taken w/ a phone grab thru one lens of eclipse viewing glasses so as not to fry the camera. 

Baleful eye


moon afire;

sweep me


distant gyre:

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Ozzie & Harriet Gone Shoppin’

***Another in the Series of Consumer 'Fraud' Warnings I like to Provide***

[curated elsewhere] March 16, 2011 at 6:07 am (Mystery Shopping, Ozzie & Harriet) (1957, advertising gimmicks, classic television, golden age commercialization, jingles, Mr. Frisbee, mystery shopper, prizes) ·

Great, great Mystery Shopper episode from The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet, circa 1950s (1957, I believe). Now this was truly the golden age of both TV and Commercialization (mystery shops, jingles, etc). And, identify the MS was one of the best (hardly used for many years, it made a bit of a comeback fairly recently), advertising gimmick, to be sure, but they have and still do draw them in with the lure of prizes. Never Fails!

The black hood was a wonderfully medieval prop, and Mr. Frisbee (oh, the irony!) was another deliciously fussy little fella — HaHa. Quite the surprise at the end with twists and turns and an unintentional double-cross. Oh sure, the humor is awfully staid and the crowd laughter canned, but still good, clean fun no matter the corny-ness.

And, Fab-Old commercials, too!

To Read: TheManWhoSavedBritain: APersonalJourneyintotheDisturbingWorldofJamesBond, by: Simon Winder
James Bond book

[redcated from Wordpress docs]

Friday, March 4, 2011

Scrooge McDuck: Role Model


What I hope to achieve in this space is a roll-out of those characteristics embodied in Scrooge McDuck which I have long felt were essential to the repertoire of any person hoping to achieve personal and professional success.

ScroogeDollarEyes 1. Thriftiness - this is often, in the person of Mr. McDuck, expressed as miserliness, and a grasping greed on an almost unimaginable scale. And this, largely, because he has, though his thriftiness (sometimes derisively know as 'penny-pinching') amassed an enormous fortune which allows him to pursue interests at his leisure, do as he likes, and generally have a grand time because he has the wealth, and most importantly; power, which said wealth afford him and this causes enormous envy in others. not to mention backbiting and practices such as defamation and slander, more should follow this great duck's lead rather than denigrate him, and we would all be the better off. Another thing this great wealth allows the McDuck to pursue in the act of...
ScroogeCoins2 2. Philanthropy - you se-- oh, who am I kidding, right? Here, have one...

 Now Reading:
Pickles on the Side, Please. Damn I'm hungry...


3. Incorrigibly Young at Heart -- I'll cut right to it, this is in truth the primary means of any up-and-coming entrepreneur, hustler, pimp... anyone who would challenge the masses or Shock The World-- Stay young at heart, and if you have an old heart, find a young person and get theirs!

Dashing Thru The

January 20, 2011 at 3:25 am (short stories) (Armageddon's Children, Gerk Gently, Photobucket,, Shmouffys Run, Snowhood, Word and Void, ·
More on this one later…….
…Ok, so here are some photocopies to further corroborate the penmanship here is of none other than SigyS____. My apprentice, Stan, brought this to my attention. Some further pieces of info, later….
And the same here, writing style analysis all point to A.P.:
GerkGently, or so he styles himself (wink-wink), has an interesting take on voids and abysses, and his stories mirror others in this regard, or is it the other way around?

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Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Baron Book Slug claims, "वेयर आईटी" ...this was when it all Began

It cannot be overlook'd, that while he is small, the proprietor of Mini Book Me, he speaks with a big voice, or with big words in a small voice that requires a megaphone....>>yet he also gets his acct. blocked from time-to-time as he publishes therein coveted information about the very best, and most secret, in the über-competitive world of miniature book collecting.


across a littered, scarred plain.............
aSpire for more, but not in Vane, let it be......

The Baron has a way w/ his mini book collection, only kind he goes for: MiniBookMe Proprietor website Maurice Sendak mini book