Thursday, June 18, 2009

on the beaches.....


BOOKS SHE WRITES.....

........PROFESSOR IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS.... THE STORY OF A THROWAWAY DOG TURNED NATIONAL ICON THE DAY CANCER BECAME HER LIFE.
"Unshielded and iced, that heart of mine stood tall, beating against the news as it leaped across the metal examination table to her. I, on the other side of the room with nothing beating in my chest, died, I simply died."
Author A. J. Spencer with Moses, nephew of Professor.

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.......BAREFOOT WITH COINS......GIVING IT ALL AWAY! LOVING OWNING NOTHING BUT THE SKIN ON MY FEET AND A COUPLE OF QUARTERS!
----"The rich kid, only child, from the fancy English household who always swore she was a boy, has given everything she owns to good byes."

AND NOW.......ENJOYING THE AIR ALL AROUND YOU...... SEEING HER FASCINATION FOR A BLADE OF GRASS, SO MUCH MORE IS STIRRED IN ME.
"I need her to be able to reach in and recognize the beauty of a blade of grass, to pull from it the heavy task of perfection, and to piece all that is gorgeous in nature into a weave of her own design."


Sunday, June 14, 2009

HIKINGBOOTS.MYLOGER.COM............Tee Hee HEE hee..... hiccup. . . . .


hikingboots.myloger.com is bluel drool.
yeah, YUP

hiking boots dot myblog....something com com,
is ding around the dosey.
flup GLUP


AWARD TO HIKING BOOTIES
DOTTT DIT DEET DEET DEET DOT COM----


dur, dur, dur,.........
dumdie, dumdie, dumptie burp boop.

humptie plump flumptie. clearly ClaRiFied ied ied ied.

Friday, June 12, 2009

.......A LADY......
and AN OLD FRIEND . . . . . Leaving.

TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY OF ANIMALS .............Saying goodbye to Mozart.

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We here on Crane Street are preparing a
remembrance moment at 11:59 to close 19 years
of days, of memories, of MOZART.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Excerpt From PROFESSOR IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS ----------------- "Sittin' On The Rug With Paw Paw"



"Just use a throw away",
she said.


The crowd was wrapping through the aisles and thickening at the gate.


I suppose she's right. If I drop a plastic camera and see it ground into popcorn by the oncoming theatre of boots and shoes, there'll be no cost or cringe.


While cloaking myself as juggler of her three media-hounded canines, on tour with the this mother of theirs, I created safe hugs for them just behind the corner of her book signing table. There, a step back from a mountain of mouth buzzing, foot shuffling autograph seekers, . . . I took pictures.


From behind this wooden table, Martha Stewart braced herself for a downpour of words, keepsakes and handshakes. Dog hair by the bale swirled off of Paw Paw, the Chow. Water cups spilled on rugs, with her French Bull Dogs Francesca and Sharkey, too noseless to reach in.




I, in a blissful state by now, fell into repose as one of a thousands cogs,
all click clacking in rhythm.

And those c
ameras?
They saw a good time too.

No throw away about it.


AJS



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{LEFT - Jodi Padgett, past President of National Cancer Society for Animals, gets Sharkey kisses, along with Andrea Spencer, CEO.}


{RIGHT - Martha Stewart, Founder of Martha Stewart Living Omnimedia, Jan Bruce, Publisher of Body and Soul Magazine and staff.}



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