It just dawned on me - this cerebral exchange of thoughts, data, musings, fantasies, ponderings, and other such 'Mish-Mosh' - by and between Sir Ed 'Pee-Wee' Kostro, and yours truly - might somehow actually stimulate one or two 'Brainwaves' to be exacerbated throughout this computer Cyberspace phenomenon.
HUH? Whad'da he say?
Instead of writing to MR.ED (not the talking Horse) - then copying and pasting and saving each and every single 'Brain-Fart' into a solitary WORD file, then coming here and re-pasting - why not start accumulating ALL of these 'Pearls of Wisdom' into a larger, more complicated, extremely complex TOME of thickness, and call it a CHRONICLE?
Have you ever read "The Martian Chronicles?" Seen the Movie, starring none other than ROCK HUDSON?
I read same, in the Ninth Grade of High School, probably one of my very first SCI-FI books ever read.
Face it - ED is a Martian - I am a Martian - ALL MEN are Martians - AH, but what will the VENUSIANS think? Can they think? Do they think? If so, WHAT do they think?
THINK ABOUT IT! If a thought is THUNK in Cyberspace, and NO ONE is logged ON, does anyone anywhere get THUNKED?
To that end, here are my latest TWO - if you can't follow said ONE-SIDED THUNKS, then you must do some Research, and go to said Subject Matter, scroll down, and actually READ what MR. ED THUNK, and posted there-at!
?Comprende Usted? Via Con Dios! Adelante!
THE PEE-WEE CHRONICLES - VOLUME ONE
(C) 05-11-08 - Tom Hyland
Hi Mr. Ed: (1)
NOW HOLD ON JUST ONE MINUTE THERE, PARD!
A person without a cell phone lacks the GPS reading that the GUVMINT REVENOOERS NEED TO TRACK ONE'S LOCATION! UNFAIR! FOUL! FOWL! FIE!
All those HUGE Royalty Checks, Monetary Awards, Pecuniary Bequests, Inheritances, and Free-Lance Stipends are TAXABLE - and don't you Forget it!
And Bat-Caves are not Kosher either, NO SIGNAL! It is patently obvious that you 'do Not play well with others!' A man of such: Breeding, Education, Training, and Experience, should always be immediately accessible!
OR - you could at least VOLUNTEER to Wear one of those Hi-Tech ANKLE BRACELETS , which if removed would instantly EXPLODE, rendering you unable to RUN & HIDE!
This method is much more humane than the CHOPPING OFF of one's TOES, like in ROOTS - remember CUNTA KHINTE?
NOW - Say a good Act of Contrition, three THOUSAND Rosaries, a triple number of "Mea Culpas' - and call me in the morning!
Peace! Tom.
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Posted by Tom Hyland (author) at 5/11/2008 7:48:02 AM
Hi Mr. Ed: (2)
As always, you give me cause to think!
1. Had trouble with AD also - Yea, even unto 4:00 AM - seems every 'maintenance' or 'update' they manage to screw something up! Even these exchanges of messages are screwed up, ad infinitum - we carefully format, and place appropriate "returns" or 'enters" and all is posted like one huge, STUPID paragraph. I gave up trying to deal with AD's incompetence.
THREE ENTERS TYPED HERE!
2. The Alien of which you speak will probably be the sequel "E.T. II" - where the cute lil guy replaces the phrase "phone home" with a new one of "READ PEE-WEE" !!!
THREE MORE RETURNS!
3. Re the "Children of The Corn" - hi-techies - I remembered only the very first line, so I had to GOOGLE, copy, and paste:
Poem lyrics of:
There Is No Frigate Like A Book
by Emily Dickinson.
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
TWO RETURNS!
What a classic, perennially true expression of the POWER of a book, and reading in general! In our meager attempts, we are but mere shadows of such Greatness, are we not?
'Keep the faith, Baby, keep the faith!"
OH - HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY - you old MUVVA!
Peace - Tom.
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