OMG...ROR!!!


Just read your location



:D
:p

Are you bringing the REAL Geeker????

The library is lovely...dark and deep.

One never understands the secrets it may keep,

Unless you search......







..in the night, when it's dark.

doo-dah



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I think it's palpitating, actually.

I really think I should be a brief comment about...a thing.


Obvious to some/all, or not.....this thing of ours is no longer. No one's fault,way it goes.

Some/many/all of you thought much of it silly and i-netty. It wasn't.



This may bring the the Vanilla Wafer in to make comments and wishes only a drunken barbarian idiot stick is capable of doing,but I have no control over these things.

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Time to call that Project Manager and see that he made Man to my specifications..........ringy-dingy.


Hi..God here. Well, do you have good news for a change?You did plant the proper seeds for Man to become a reality on Earth? Good.Repeat to me the seeds and ratios.



WHAT!!??... tell me you are kidding.





You're not.


Did I call you people nincompoops? Then I insulted nincompoops and gave you too much credit.

You're boneheads......boneheads with doorknobs rising in your astrological charts.

Do you realize Man was to be the smartest creature there,but only in a rudimentary way.He was not to have received sophisticated logic circuits! Which you imbeciles gave him!!

Now,thanks to you kumquats ..he eventually is going to start thinking and putting 2 and 2 together...and either doubt ME or realize I am fallible.



NO...I can't reverse the mess you have made.

I don't know how!!

This is unbelievable.


Simple assignment with everything laid out and you muck it up. Oh go play checkers with a bowl of Jello.The bowl of Jello is going to annihilate you.






Blech...I'm ruined.

Wait until Beelzebub hears of this.

What the fucl< shall I do now??







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Don't know if this works, but I must do this thing again.


http://www.last.fm/music/Gregg+Allma...coming+Traffic


ssssssso good







Strange things continue to happen.

Will spell them out later, right now .....I really have to whizz and there is no whizzing here.



You all have a pleasant eve-ah-ning.


kiss-kiss,hug-hug

Is this waht you're looking for
 

...uh...not really....




The car,the hospital,4-4,Legion,Claudius,God,Vanity Fair,Robert Graves...the test.


They all lead to something...all mean something.Haven't found what,but it is coming soon.

It resembles the Field of Dreams riddle.




This could be the big thing.

But probably isn't.

"If there is no money in poetry,neither is there poetry in money."



Golly that was good.

I found that in teeny-weeny print on the cover of Vanity Fair.

Robert Graves said it...got the issue because my very good friend,Chris Hitchens, was talking about God again.Of course, something made me want to reread Legion when I got back here......I think it was to note the Claudius book by Graves.So I went to the library and forgot the title. Asked if they had Legion (so I could spot the title again.) She said "no",but could get it for me. Told her not to bother as I had the book at home. She looked at me as though I were insane.So I left doing my best chimp run...making the correct noises as well.


Already had the VF so that night I started reading more and spotted that quote on the cover...in almost imperceptive letter size and color.....the one by Graves....the author whose book I was trying to hunt down...forgot the title again.....about Claudius......but I do have it at home...



...the title....not the book..








See what I mean?

And that's just a snippet in this puzzle. The clues are too obvious. Somehow they all fit...there is order in the mess, I just don't see it .......so far.

The guy in charge at the hospital for that construction company...got along so well with him....he reminded me....of me. Had been married one year as of 4-4.....4 is my favorite number, as you all know.There's more there.That's just an example.His first name was Kent. I lived in Kent,Ohio..and when I didn't, I still did.





I'll add more later...maybe some of you can see something I can't.


What am I saying?

Most of you are blind.






That's why they call this Burbly Braile.


By the way ,Stevie...I think I know who got me back here. It wasn't an NT staff member either.This part is coming into clarity now. I think it is part of the puzzle, but I am almost sure I know who.

Vanity Fair is my favorite magazine.


Not that that helps you with your puzzle.

Sighty-poo.....




..what would I do without you?









Yow.











Anyways..I have exciting news for all the ladies/girls out there in Nerdyland.

I am raffling myself off.

Yes.




Your bid will be in time. The time you will have me as your house guest ...in months.


I will be given a warm place to stay,food,clothing,amusement...and whatever I wish.

You will receive from me---



--absolutley nothing ...other than the company of a fascinating,larger than life , real life---board buddy.






The bidding starts now and the base line bid starts at 3 months.This closes at midnight tomorrow....in the night,when it's----oh you know.





MommyDearest,stay out of this.

Are your vaccinations up to date?

!!



Why,yes.

They are.



Just got my hoof n' mouth,matter a fact.








That said---would like to take the time to thank a person who has been very kind to me for quite a while as well as 3 others who also have been very kind.


I don't want to ruin their reputations so they shall remain nameless,but they know who they are.




Update on the riddle: I can lay to rest the car and the hospital. They were distinct signs saying...the end,corroboration and a release.I'm pretty sure of that.The rest take up from there.That's where I am still stymied...and I think there are more coming.




It occured to me that one reason I am here is to make everyone feel better about themselves.

So that's something good.


I am making do by stealing water from someone I don't like. I hook up 150 feet of hose at 2 in the morning.

The heat has been a problem.Just my luck 4 of the first 6 days in April set all time record highs and now these last two nights including this one are dipping too close to freezing. What I have done for sleeping is moving to the floor of the den to take advantage of the scenery provided by the large bay window.There is a heat register there as well and I make sort of a tent like arrangement with the only blanket I have ,take the cover off the register and let the heat pump in.After about 30 minutes it's pretty hot.I then run like the dickens to the thermostat ,turn it way down...and run back.... very quickly.

Potty trained....


.....neutered?!?!

I did not know you were Party trained......

and you're neutral. Kinda like pH7....

So I will be betting the 7 in most races tomorrow at Philly!

Thanks for the heads up.

Where the hell are you sleeping Lakefront Stadium?

no and no




but I fetch well

I always admired your reading comprehension.


I see you are familiar with the pH scale.



I would think I'm more acid,but if it gave you 7 ...it can't be so bad.

=:>




Don't laugh...it may happen.

The bidding is not exactly going at a furious pace.


Two bit harlots,cheap speed....strumpettas....belly button teasers.






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Anyways...I am off the block.Phooey on you ingrates.






El Championo..if you still read this, I got your note. Thank you.Will soon send something out.

Doo-Dah.






I looked at R.Grave's bio.Thinking it must have something to do with more clues.Nothing struck a nerve until until I saw the name of someone who helped with the English of his book and also associated with him in a poet's guild.

Astonishing....really was.

I have stopped...I go were I think I should and if it's where I am intended to go,then nothing really matters.




he picked her up and laid her down
covered her with a quilt




I grow weary of most everything now."When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd."That was th e opening line and title of this sub poim .Part of what makes L.of G.It was about Pres. Lincoln.Have the book and just noticed the person who gave it to me inscribed a Whitman line...."The poet is a recruiter.He goes forth beating the drum.O who will not join his troop?"

Very,very odd.



he kissed her face and eyes of brown
finally free from guilt







whispered in her ear
it is over,I am here
he held her close...oh so near
only to watch her....disappear










he rose up,looked in the sky
"Who is it has died? Her or I?"















he gathered himself and left Walden
the carvings weathered,no one will know










where leaves of grass ,once did grow

If not potty-trained, do you at least provide your own "Depends"?

I've never neutered any of my males so I can live with that.:D