I'm back.
I copied some pictures of the weekend in Philadelphia off
the ULA website.
Brenda says I should do new things and write about them.
That was her comment on Bukowski Never Did This, where I was writing about
the same old shit.
I am doing new things, and writing about them.
Besides, not everybody has read the old shit.
I took one picture in Seattle, of the chapel where we had my mother's memorial
service.
No pictures of me an Bill, me and Susan, me and Virginia and Molly.
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I rented a car and made reservations at a motel in Duluth, Georgia for this
weekend.
I'm going to start typing up the stuff I wrote in longhand in my
journal for "Philadelphia," and "Seattle."
Then I'll
be caught up. Start writing "Atlanta" in my journal.