this one is for my mom

my mom calls me up and tells me~that i don't write enough walking adventure stories now, now that i have a job again, now that this dreadfully cold winter is crushing us, that i don't go surfing anymore, where are the pictures from the beach~ the nice stories about bums and trees and houses and history

thanks mom for reminding me that i wimp out every winter~ it's too cold and far away to go surfing in the winter the days are too short the tides are too slow to fit within the day my kids wont come with me, nobody wants to ride shot gun as i hot box it~slow down icy wet logging roads of imagination~i have no money to spend driving five hours to waste on ferry fares~ coffee tea and groceries~ it is just all too much~ compounded prohibitively expensive and wasteful and why i must move~

look how small the van looks~ Mee-Mee's van now~

the new town homes continue to grow and i with them plan to do the same i will build my own version of the future~ only more modern~ ugly~ flat~ wide and corrugated~

N~

my mom thinks i need to put more pix of kids~ here you go mom~ a blog about kids

http://blownbrown.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-make-your-car-worthless-but-not.html

and this is my blog of cars and vans~