Monthly Archives: August 2011

At Large, a Key West homeless follies presentation

Duval Street addict From my distant in-law Ron yesterday, who loves and used to vacation a lot in Key West with his beloved wife, before she passed away: SLOAN – My first thought is, there but for the grace of … Continue reading

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Stressed out America-ns

Sometimes something comes my way that just brings out the devil in me: From Cindy someone yesterday, unknown to me: Fwd: Good Morning Florida Keys » God’s poet http://goodmorningfloridakeys.com/?cat=3 http://goodmorningfloridakeys.com/?page_id=292 Does he know GOOOH.com if we believe something to be true … Continue reading

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living with angels – LOL!

So, today’s installment in the deepening mystical plot that started hatching a few days ago takes us on another road trip of sorts, to north Georgia. This road trip is a bit steeper and and deeper than the hitchhiking trip … Continue reading

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transmissions

  About a week ago, I returned to a method of spirit journaling I stopped using when I moved back to Little Torch Key on the Spring Equinox of last year. I write what’s on my mind, then I wait … Continue reading

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really deep, as in doo doo?

The original tar baby story, not the one told by Walt Disney in Song of the South, ends with the rabbit still stuck in the tar baby and the fox firing up his cookpot to have the rabbit for dinner. … Continue reading

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live like I wuz rich

A Starry Night  Me to Morticia yesterday: I don’t leave you on a cliff hanger and write about your relatives in Montana today and you don’t send me no cards or letters?  Her reply: Is there anything you have not … Continue reading

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God made honky tonk angels?

From Morticia out in Locust Fork, Alabama yesterday, responding to yesterday’s “diary of a redneck mystic” exposition. Here’s ya one! Here’s another one. Couldn’t decide if this angel was flipping off something/someone or rocking out.   My reply, with her … Continue reading

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diary of a redneck mystic

Yesterday brought in a romp through the backroads of the recesses of the memories of what’s still left of my obviously seriously demented mind, to believe my critics, which sometimes I do, although not for the reasons they hold forth. … Continue reading

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27 virgins and stuff

 Honky tonk angels Yesterday from Paul, a Birmingham amigo, mostly responding to yesterday’s perhaps a farewell to arms (Key West politics) post. Having already downed a few power drinks, she turns around, faces him, looks him straight in the eye and … Continue reading

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perhaps a farewell to arms (Key West politics)

So, today is the filing deadline for the Key West mayor’s race, and here I sit writing in the chair I have sat writing in at Walden since moving back here during the Spring Equinox of 2010. No place to … Continue reading

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