30 June: A Toosday

HEY Ruby, take your love and EVERYTHING else to town, the Himalayas or Jupiter ANYWHERE else just take it and go. Sooner is better.

Reporting from Houston feeling compelled to issue SOMETHING or other some kind of report this day as the last day of the conventional June the month formerly known as the month with thirty (30) days.

Tomorrow would be 31 June or as the latest rebellious faction is DEMANDING going well-past the ‘SUGGESTION/DEBATE/APPROVAL’ procedure is calling the new 61-day month as Jule (pronounced Jewel). I don’t know what makes these people tick OR if they even possess any ticking mechanism whatsoever. Myself and countless others wish that the ‘ticking’ was a timing mechanism for some sort of a bomb.

HEY, THEY COULD GO AWAY THAT WAY.

Oh I know.

Little peeps such as us can only pray and hope. Don’t, EVER, take such matters into your own hands to issue a ‘correction’ for your mind MIGHT be going as in early stages of ___ or you could be manipulated for the purposes of being framed by an enemy to get rid of.

ARE THESE PARANOIA OR DELUSIONS?

Are YOU are therapist?

ARE YOU?

Perhaps one could be both if you know anything but no, I am not. I am only trying to help loyal followers, fans and supporters pro bono.

Anyway, I made a spur of the moment trip back for a collection of small issues only one of which could be considered large enough but that one is even questionable.

Quickly, I drove down for bike repairs. The back tire was punctured and last trip I forgot to pack the home wire mesh network to set up on the modem more quickly and reliably here. I lost the yellow yarrow plant and it was looking like a jalapeno planter flooded due to poor drainage and both plants were iffy when I left and need to be replaced with a trip to the nursery. Tragic.

But it has been three (3) days fun, sun, cookouts and frivolity and THAT party is over today.

Blueberries get picked tomorrow, papers to sign and other legal affairs. There are artistic projects requiring the next steps and in a couple of cases finishing touches so I need to get back in the yoke and shoulder the burdens of life.

That will close the entry for June 31st eve.

We will be pulling away from the gate, getting in line for lift-off later today.

There’s no place like home … there’s no place like home.