BUCKWHEAT FLORIDA Jr checks in...

Hey, Saw your June 5,2009 entry on "persona non sequitor" blog. How are you aware
of Buckwheat Florida Jr? I'm living in Chiangmai, Thailand for many years, and presently\ spending a lot of time painting in between travels.. You can check out my website:
www.buckwheatjunior.com

if you like.. regards, Buckwheat


From your "ancient" underground comic SUDS, and those weird panels you supplied one of the underground tabloids. One or the few references to your work is "enigmatic". Other than that term, it seems your become obscure at the time and after the time. I decided if anyone was interested in your work, it would be fun to type in obscure references and see what comes up. (I did this with the "pet rock" guy, though I didn't think he would respond....)

The website looks like fun.

There's another blog or two with references to you, mentioned in the same type with John Thompson, who did that underground "Cyclops", written in Greek. Who knows what will come up.

Glad you're about. After 40 years or so, glad anyone is well and moving.

Take care....

DELAWARE ROADSIDE KITSCH.

Found at "downtown" Odessa and Route 13.

What they make with Lorenzo's Oil

Incoming Mail: INCOMING MAIL: Harlan Ellison writes: To all my loyal loving readers, I know I have been delayed in forthcoming with my LAST DANGEROUS VISIONS book. Yes, I know all the stories are more than thirty years old. Yes, I know some of the authors have died since then. Yes, I know that there isn't any real excuse for what's happened. I know I am going to need to make it up to everyone. So I am commissioning a t-shirt that reads " I SOLD A STORY TO LAST DANGEROUS VISIONS AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY T SHIRT" . Are you happy now? sincerely, Harlan Ellison one excuse after another

IN THE POSTAL ZONE: GOING POSTAL

This piece of intellectual cheese was found on the Postal Intranet.:::



While is a great day for confusion among the customers about what the postage
rate is and what a "forever stamp" value is... this one made as all amused...

An elderly customer came into the lobby and when the clerk asked if she may
help her , the customer presented the used up backing portion of a Forever
sheet without any stamps on it, and asked for a replacement, the clerk told the
customer , "that will be $8.80 ", the customer was incredulous. She stated that
she "bought a forever book and we should give her stamps forever". You just
had to smile as the clerk explained that the "forever stamps" were good
"forever" no matter what the first class postage was, not once you brought a
book we replaced them for free. The customer was unsatisfied with this response
and left complaining that "forever" doesn't last as long as it used to.

I didn't believe it for a second. This note was sent out the day rates rose. It is simply a "blond" joke. Or a "senile" joke. It has a beginning middle and end.

It is a pity that post office wallows in this kind of BS.

Memo:

Don't download kitty porn.

Well, my wife asked me to stop buying books for a while. I guess I'll start reading them. Work on a reading program. Try to find the ones I want to read that are hidden behind the crates I put on top of the other crates so they wouldn't fall over. Admit to biblioholism. Actually finish something.

I almost wrote, "throw some away." Can't do that. Cardinal rule.

I have planned on reading the Robert Jordon WHEEL OF TIME sequence, but I limit myself to only copies I find in thrift stores. And maybe Stephen King's DARK TOWER sequence. You can always wait for them to be remaindered. And they can keep a fire going for a long long time.

Find the book HOW TO SUCCEED IN BUSINESS EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE A PENIS and post the cover. I only bought it because it was a dumb title. Lots of dumb titles about. SCOUTS IN BONDAGE. THE MAN WHO RODE HIS TEN SPEED BICYCLE TO THE MOON. THE WEREWOLF VERSUS THE VAMPIRE WOMAN. Etc.

JOKES NO ONE TELLS

Why does Goofy have a hole in his pocket?

So he can count to nine.

Why does Yul Brynner have a hole is his pocket?

So he can run his fingers through his hair.

Getting your dog's head in a jar.

Put bacon grease on the bottom of it.

PS: the dog is okay.

Wandering around Montreal, my mind also wandered into a sequence of disassociation. It led to a new concept, though, and it is about...

Shroedinger's cubicle. Is that person working or not working?