Francine the Christmas Pig.

Francine was a big fluffy cloud in the sky that looked like a HOG.

Why Guy just looked up and there she was........ drifting bye above, no direction no protocol
but,   With an extra long snout.

Right there it was, why , and just in time for the holidays...........

and for all to see..........

Why if Guy listened at all he could even hear bells jingle........

Poor dear Francine was not terribly well liked.

Still she got the towns folks compliments on her meaty flavor....... and pass the sauce if you please.

Rally round this time of year...... the merchants dear.

Look up its the Holiday Pig.

Francine the Christmas Pig.

Come Christmas Every Year

Like Refugees........

Funny Sad......

You will hear her songs come around Christmas Every Year........

'In the middle'

'Only a few for the save.'

Lucky Brown auto creator ....... Inc........

Lucky Creator.....

Holy Crap!

'Reality is so what!'

Big Expensive boats with mahogany  decks...........

Become floating garbage dumpsters one day when not maintained..........

Hilarious..........

Just where did the money go?

Up the lightening rod and out?

Along side the barn on the family farm.

Whee Whee Wheeeeeeeeeee it rode up the copper shaft......... flying out the top.........

What a Ride!  Expensive Sun Glasses and Lear Jets.......... and Limousines ......

You know that girl that loved to play the drums in her head.

You know she could sing?

Oh you didn't?   Sing, that was an understatement.

That voice of hers flowed like  velvet.

She had simply never tried before... He wrote her a song and handed it to her and said   'Try This'

Well,  Their jaws dropped and hit the floor  when she bared her soul.

The rest was simple sad history.

All the glory came to an abrupt halt.

Even though some of those songs still live on the radio...... Come around Christmas time..

Funny Sad..........

Come Christmas Every Year.

The Ghost Galleon Of Big Pine Key....... Florida Keys......

Oh yes......

I participated in the recovery years ago of a a Spanish Galleon era  turning anchor in the vicinity of marker G.

Also a friend of mine recovered a timber  that was buried in the Beach Berm at the Sand Spur.... ....... with big squared bronze nails in it.....  he poured clear resin over the whole thing... making a beautiful coffee table piece , there are still bronze cannon off of American Shoal light too............ just under the Sea grass......

But as far as I know........ no one has ever found the Main Pile.........

There is all kinds of weird shit around here.... Blimp road may be the corridor..... to remote viewing.....

'The Universe Is Making Rounds'

adjust your bent antenna's  folks............. tilt your aluminum caps........

A calcified pea in a pod...... your brain on fluoride is inside ................

Is it Remote Viewing or a keen observer? Which  is it?

I can  see all the way from down here on Cudjoe that  air traffic control is diverting planes into Miami around lightening storms in the Everglades....... I hear a small generator running in the Aerostat  ..... above me......

There seem to be an abundance or extra shooting stars this morning...........

Why just imagine having people that actually  like you?          You poor thing you...... laying on the couch.

'It must be hard to ward off arrogance?'  but it might be a valuable thing to do.

What are you thinking about man?

You walked right past me last night out the front door of Winn Dixie...  you had that distant occupied look in your eye that you often carry with you..... have you carried it for a lifetime?

I thought perhaps you did not recognize me because I was wearing different glasses.....

I did not say anything.... we just passed....... but I saw you.

MORE FUN!

Why, this is the fun we are having.......... as the song goes.......

"These are the good old days"

Wrap your head around it.

The dog's barking in the distance never shuts up...........  who is over there with them that can bear it?

They say the Good Lord gives and takes away.......    does that hold true for your dogs incessant barking as well?

That is when Jehovah witnesses just turn and walk away............

Sorry but true.........

But, go ahead and blame me because ......... I am at the ready, with doubting Thomas as a side kick.

Shall we amble down the lane together ..........   As You tell me I implore ............?

All about it......... why anything that is.......... all about it....... and please remembering all the while... what it is our dear contemporaries  have already said, that is Soooooooooooooooo meaningful.

Is it my LUCKY day!  ?       Surrounded by all these falling Stars?

Both party's move away faking  their  moaning with  pain and disinterest..........

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH  the aches and pains I am getting so old and tired........ both of them separately at different times  of course even... and in different locals........ even.

So I ask of you Sir Spelling,

As with fear..........

Never fear your police  that you love so much are here.

Oh Jimmy Dooooooooo  Little.

I will keep writing until there is no more internet.

Then all will be lost as with History........

So and So.........

He wasn't,  but........   He could of been.

He wound up out west exploring and went inside that old 5th wheel abandoned out in the desert where he once lived with his daughters as little girls......

He was looking at an old photograph of him and the little girl............ and thinking how nice it would of been to be so much more towards hers and their future........

But he wasn't but he could have been..........   he found himself thinking......

The previous day He had been  watching a heron prey........... sort of moving like a cat........ out in the shallow water of the still flats.......

Just now it occurred to him..............Wasn't he there once already before in a dream?

Maybe he was once  a slave or the Captain of ........

The Ghost Galleon Of Big Pine Key ........ Florida Keys........

Quality In Houses Of Ill Repute..........

The dealers and the brokers.....
You and I.......

and....... got ate by thoughts..........
'
The girl in the blue skirt standing by the ice cream counter  is asked  '  What is your favorite flavor of ice cream beyond the confines of the palate...... my dear? ' The other side of Rainbows.

Discredited is the favorite of some people to do...........

The Rat chewing into the styra foam cooler........ for the bread and tortillas and ramen noodles.......

Why, you are not believing the way some one else thinks you should.

This whole being human thing you know?

Sure I am the mad one.

and......... we all have grown cute..... haven't we?

The Glory.......  Glory, Glory hallelujah ..........  jah.

My buddy was in the rest room once years ago... at Veterans park...  he was at the urinal relieving himself.. and he heard ssssssp  sssssssp... other side the partition........ he trotted off the other way...... somehow I doubt it was a pretty young woman the other side.

Some people enjoy being mean...spiteful, vindictive, vengeful , resentful ........ oh yes........ that is how they were programmed.

Why it is my choice to live out of doors.... isn't it?

Or shall I believe otherwise?

I am reminded of so many things viewing from inside my glass capsule.

Jetting through the black night.

But of course you would love to help of course on the terms of it being upon your own gratification.

There....... There........

By the simplest virtue this:

'The Chap Is Funny'   Who Ha..... Who    Ha...........

Why look!  it's another        shooting      star      into   Oblivion.................

Seem's we just never know.

MY  how handsome   so and so  has grown......... that handsome devil.

He has got that Latina Floozy of a wife you know?

That dresses to the 10's.............

Trust me his father said.........  ' Somebody is gonna get that girl good'

Ha Ha....... of course she will like it.

 Damn cheap dollar store batteries.........  my light is going dim.

Going to an Island in the tropics you say?

Be sure and ask to see the Ghetto.

I really do wonder how did Jersey John Know?

What?  The way through the conduit is what.

30 years living in the woods no small feat........ I should imagine.

The Dealers the Brokers you and I ..........

The deal breakers the deal makers.......

So clever the   "WE"

Quality In Houses Of Ill Repute....................