DUCK AND RAIN LIKE HELL omaigad it is wet.   Tere woulda come over to eat dinner with me but all the streets turn into rivers and my Lord have mercy Mrs. Noah should know better so no, maybe tomorrow if it stops... rumble rumble I let the dog in to hide under my little table where so many of these drafts get penned although this is straight into the keyboard tomorrow.   I m a g i n e   that I did not even get to internet today... only ran to supermarket in the morning before all hell broke loose and rain rain rain ran running off the roof and I stood on the balcony looking across the street toward the park, all that dark green saying oh yes oh yes oh yes rain oh yes rain oh yes rain we need rain oh yes we need rain oh yes rain we need rain all that dark green splendor sighing under the relentless ssssssssss ssssssss sssssssssssss of water water water water and the dog looked at me from under the table with her savage yet cowardly eyes and said thank you monkey for letting me into your cave wish you do it more yes.  Sssssssssss ssssssssssss ssssssssss I smoke a cigarette listening to the long, gray hissssss of rain, the rattle of plastic roof, the rustle of wind in the wet palm tree, and watching the beautiful, dark, damp wall of trees.  Somewhere the mud is suffering and the people... the people survive.  I spent twenty dollars on food.  I hope it lasts me for a week.  Now I am really,   r e a l l y     b r o k e .

an old ex-president died and I finally
find out more or less when the older
new sidewalks were built along Madero
Revo  Consti  and  Niņos  from 1st
to _____     I N   1 9 8 0   Lopez
Portillo came to see the recent work

I thought them older
then again I thought them younger
then again I thought them just about right

goldilocks and the three bears sidewalks