They don't have any publicity stills of Julia Adams treading water,
the creature directly below her, looking up, or the two of them
swimming, belly-to-belly, like twisted seppents, a thief and a
Maxwell Parrish virgin purity figure, the best I could do
was her swimming the Australian crawl on the surface and him
peering at her from behind a rock, a peeping tom, a leering sneak,
a cross-dresser, in the closet, still, only comes out when his wife
is gone, for an orgy of nudity, self-pollution, and excretion,
the secret snacker, eating comfort foods he pretends he doesn't eat
when she is present, sugar mostly. The old sweet-tooth guilt,
the shame, the shame. New York, New York. Don't you love it
when a poem comes together. They awoke refreshed.
Him and his chicken.

Brew has a rubber sex-doll chicken
he fucks in the armpit when his wife
is gone, in an orgy of nudity, self-pollution,
and excretion, he shits himself in a plastic diaper,
drives something into the ground and breaks its nose off,
then tells the joke again, and again, and again, a monomaniac,
a dog returning to his vomit, a cobbler sticking to his last,
Randy Newman having to sing "Short People," Bobby Darrin
"Mack the Knife," Bobby McFerrin "Don't Worry, Be Happy,"
Ravel's Bolero playing on the classical music station,
the clock striking 13, where is Orwell, now that we need him,
he's at the cantina, playing bezique.

When Brew got back from his Legends of the Underground reading, he and Brenda drove to Point Washington, to the Toulouse Women Studio, to see a show called Margo Russell: Recent Works on Paper. Watercolor paintings.

When he got back, he wrote ART BREW: RECENT WORKS ON THE WORLDWIDE WEB. A book.

ART BREW: RECENT WORKS ON THE WORLDWIDE WEB. May 27 - June 12. 35,000 words. The deadline for announcing who will be laid off, and who retained, is extended. In limbo. Go off coffee and on a diet and cut out the jelly donuts, Elvis. Brenda and I drive to Parker for the Davis family reunion, discuss family business. Go to Grayton Beach to hear Balder play at Eden State Park, in Point Washington, at the first annual Bayou Americana music festival, and at Fermentations, in Seaside. We go by Toulouse Women Studio and see Margo Russell: Recent Works On Paper. Margo paints Balder picking on the porch with friends, at the opening. How's it going to end? Fame? Neglect? Revival? C-SPAN's American Writers has Jack Kerouac. We get back from Florida, I go in to work, and am laid off. I sign up for Career Transition classes with an outplacing services consultant. "Welcome to Wal Mart." "Would you like fries with that?"

Six months before Brew got laid off, just after OFÉ bought APRF from Suent Scientific, there was a plant shutdown, for a week. Brew went to visit Balder, in Grayton Beach, where he was living in a trailer.

He wrote A POSTCARD FROM SEASIDE.

Fuller Warren considered two postcards from Blountstown a draft. Brew sent himself a postcard from Seaside, saying, "Please write A POSTCARD FROM SEASIDE."

A POSTCARD FROM SEASIDE: MY TRIP AROUND FLORIDA'S EMERALD, AND FLORIDA'S FORGOTTEN COASTS. February 8 - February 18. 47,000 words. Brenda and I drive to Parker for Wayne A. Brown's memorial service. We go to hear Owen and Balder play at Bailey's. Owen gets a call about an audition with a bluegrass band, a good one. Brenda goes back to Georgia with Owen and Jeannie, after the service. I spend a week with Balder. I drive around Florida's Emerald Coast, then around Florida's Forgotten Coast, writing the pamphlet of poems, The Beet Poet Tour, and the travel book, A POSTCARD FROM SEASIDE. I go to see Net Ban'd play at a pot-luck supper at Fermentations. Back at home, I finish writing my book February 18. I survive a lay-off at work. There's another plant shutdown in April, but at least I wasn't FMPed. This time.

Kyle Ogle was living out west somewhere. He was wanting to come back to Destin, Grayton Beach, work as a waiter at The Red Bar, go surfing. Eat fresh seafood. He called Duke, his godfather, and Duke told him about Balder, and the trailer he was renting.

Kyle moved in. The two of them started picking together, writing songs, they formed the band Dread Clampitt.

Just the two of them, at first. Like Homer and Jethro.

One weekend they played at the Dog Dayz Festival, in Grayton Beach.

Grayton Beach has a mural, of named dogs.

Dogs walk the streets, in Grayton Beach, and cars stop for them.

Owen and Jean were down for a visit, and Owen sat in with the band.