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• Tuesday, January 1, 2008 06:50 AM

  Jim White.

  Best wishes to your family clan.

  That means the whole human family.

  Have garlic and green beans? You truly know that Garlic is a aphrodisiac.

  I'm gonna have to wonder about attending a political event. I'd be roaming around in too great of ecstasy. I'd get locked up for walking into the wrong ladies latrine. I ignore the bland political discussion at a convention.

  Last month I went to Kentucky and hung out with the Amish clan. I crept out of all the seminars to meet people and listen to Amish stories.

  I almost became a Amish in the early seventies. I could not give up innocent "sinning" for one day. You realize what I'm saying? How did we all get here on the same planet at the same time?

  A one glass of wine too many or passing out on New Years eve...We may have not loved somebody and accidentally impregnated some Lady?

  Oh, I mean some ancestral wino in our past lineage family tree lines...He/She may have drank too much hard cider and fell asleep on a pony?

  Or, a simply conked out on a computer keyboard and missed a good opportunity. Popeye and Olive Oil would love to see the New York City Ball fall at Times Square? Ain't that silly?

  One day maybe? Cowee right in the kisser with two lips joined and super-glued stuck? kissing cuds. huh.

  Austin is a far far galaxy somewhere I've never been.

  I don't know? Is their a Chihuahua convention elsewhere where we can get a bowl of chow? Thanks Mr. White.

  Don't burn tin pans or the house down.

  In Sunday school class I'll ask if God ever sins and goofs around. For all we know god has a

  hidden tatoo.

  Bless all you.

  —bebop-o Read bebop-o's other letters
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