JUNE TWO FIVE

FIVE CORNERS UPDATE
Brought my clean laundry to the Essex Junction Five Corners light yesterday and had a folding party. I threw on the CD, VERMONT SONGS, with Marty Morrissey and Robert Resnick, opened the Fritos and proceeded the fold and organize 26 loads of clothes. The light turned green just as I finished finding the mate to that last pesky sock. It was perfect!

JUNE 25th, MY FRIENDS

JUNE 14, 2010 IT IS.

FIVE CORNERS UPDATE
Interminable wait at the Essex Junction Five Corners light yesterday, a wait so long, in fact, that our daily need for bowel cleansing surfaced while we were idling, which led us to ask a question we should have asked years ago - WHY IS THERE NOT A STINKING PORT-O-LET AT THE FIVE CORNERS ? SHOULD WE KEEP COLOSTOMY BAGS IN OUR CARS AND TRUCKS?

IT IS JUNE 5th, 2010

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Things will be different. No one will lose their sight, their hearing, their gallbladder. It will be all Catskills with brand new wrap-around verandas. The idea of Hitler will not have vibrated yet. While back here, they are still cleaning out pockets of wrinkled Nazis hiding in Argentina. But in the next galaxy, certain planets will have true blue skies and drinking water. Ruth Stone  FIVE CORNERS UPDATE It was bumper sticker heaven at the Essex Junction Five Corners Light yesterday. The car in front of me had one that read, Tailgaiters Buy My Cars, while the car up ahead in the right lane had a message stating, Your Little Princess is My Little Whore. The lady in the first vehicle looked to be a cigarette afficionado, and the gentleman driving the rusty princess whore vehicle looked, well, undereducated. There were also numerous trucks with numbers on them, presumably carrying drivers who just can't get enough Nascar in their lives. Those drivers also looked, well, undereducated. But macho. The best bumper sticker simply said, Breathe Deeply, which is not a good idea at the Five Corners, or as I lovingly call it, Idler's Cove. But I breathed deeply anyway, and felt better for it.