the_wheels_on_the_bus_go_round_and_round Dafremen Well they DO dammit! Stop looking at me like that! 010607 ... the dirty reminiscences of birdmad a cold night and a warm cheerleader from our rival school in the stadium parking lot the wheels may not have been moving but i think the earth was O gods! that was so long ago. 010607 ... oldephebe i was going to indulge a rustic reverie something about a flourescent yellow school bus bareley moored to its chassis trundling over hill and dale of the rustic quintessence of rural Southeastern Pennsylvania the driver (mike as i now vaguely recall a taciturn seminarian used to throttle that bus he sent that shrieking flourescent obsolesence tearing and grinding over the pockmarked, notoriously pockmarked rural roads, dirt roads some of them, hills, steep, 40 degree declinations some of them the wheels going round and round and me and my seven year old abdomen undulating and me trying to keep that seven year old undulating abdomen in abeyance round and round firestone flaming f logo round ... and ... round and me trying to keep my hearty rural breakfast peasant, proletariat fare food that was the gastronomic glue and mortar of our laborious agrarian lives round ... and ... round and me trying to keep from spewing that hearty fare out in violent variegated parabolic spumes i'm talking jason? jackson pollock spumes every morning me a motion sickness malady 030715 ... oldephebe stultorum calami carbones moenia chartae "chalk is the pen of fools, walls their paper" enough of this scrawl enough of all these words (my words) enough the above crudely rendered latin is directed soley at me I'm off to find new fuel to feed life's flickerimg fires new words besides my own 030722 ... RIC yeah right!! hee heeee! 040116 what's it to you? who go blather from