"Berlin"

"Oscar, and Leo"

Oscar Wilde, and Leo da Vinci look over the Maestro's new portraits of Che's little known twin brother Eddy.

Unlike his deranged brother Che. Eddy spent his life quietly. He was a school bus driver, and part-time accordion repair man in Dayton Ohio.

The most exciting thing that ever happened to Ed Guevara was his meeting Walt Disney in a gay bar in Berlin in 1958.

Mr. Disney paid Eddy two million dollars to keep quiet about their one night stand.

True to his word Eddy kept Walt's secret, and his money

Btw he gave most of the dough to his brother Che for the Revolution. Che put it to good use too.

So we can indirectly thank Walt Disney for Castro, the Revolution, extra-judicial executions, ...hey they meant well, and generations of Che t-shirts.

Anyway this is why Leonardo da Vinci is honoring Che's quiet, and unassuming brother with a series of Andy Worholesque portraits.

...imagine that.

"...cab"

My "Great Feet" caught in traffic. I felt tired but a bit better today...padded about my digs, but got caught in traffic in my living room. Finally caught a cab to my bed room, and went back to bed.

"...conclusions"

In my life I was not an adventurer. I was mostly watching the sun rise, and set. The comings, and goings. Watching the grass grow, and the clouds pass. I did this as a child, and will do it to the end.

I feel that I'm an "Old Soul". 

I think this is why I didn't go traveling the world raising hell having families like my siblings, and friends.
This time around. In this life. In this time. I'm mostly just observing considering, and coming to conclusions.

"Math"

There was that unspecified "wind resistance" in this equation. Which given the car's rate of speed I calculated to be...no not the same 20KM/H, but 16.5KM/H. This throws the whole equation off.

So in taking the 16.5KPH wind resistance into account Pedro ceases to exist in this continuum. We can if you like speculate as to where he went, but for the sake of brevity I'll hold off for now.

The key to this equation is the "Triangle".

These are usually made of steel. Sometimes an exotic alloy, but for again the sake of brevity we'll say standard instrument steel. The human arc of throwing due to gravity is 9.8 m/s2 directed downward.

That plus the now known wind resistance. The triangle landed by the side of the road 8 meters from the original moving point of projection. This being so Ralph Bennett a homeless vet living by the side of this road finds the triangle. He eventually sells it, and has just enough for pastries for himself, and his fellow vets back at the camp.

Ralph buys 20 assorted day old items. Doughnuts Cream Puffs Napoleons Croissants, and six coffee's that the cook threw in free,...hey it's for our vets.

"The Solution"

The answer is of course "20 assorted pastries." ...plus one Soul. Pedro's.

This is not counting the pastries that Pedro bought on the parallel earth he appeared in.

That is another calculation entirely.

Still lets give it some thought. When Pedro attempted to buy 'his' pastries one of his bank notes was a trifle off. It seems on this other earth the U.S. one dollar bill has the portrait of "Arron Burr" on it. Still his Five was good so he wasn't shot, and tagged by the clerk which is the law over there. 

(From my Book "The Confessions of an *Air Junkie")

The origins of my Honorary Title "Uncle".


Decades ago I accidentally produced a Kids Radio Show. I was wandering around that station I used to work at. I was leaning against the wall outside the Program Directors office,...Stephen Erickson at the time..a pal.

Also the last time I had a "Pal" in management.

Anyway he comes out, and asks, "...Hey Syd you wanna do a different sort of show?" What da hell. I sez "yes", and we was off to da races.

I titled it "Child's Play",...cute huh.

Years later I met grown-up folks who were kids that used to listen...imagine.

Anyway I did it for several years, and it turned out to be popular. Who knew? My comrades on the air back then began calling me "Uncle", and it stuck for 30 years.

There's a book that could be written about all the many shenanigans that went down in, and around that show.

Like the time several comrades was stoned drunk, and nuts, and trying it sleep it off in the studio while I was telling weird stories to the kiddies about sudden death ghosts, and "Lincoln Logs"

Yeah I know, but it all fit together,...ya had to be there.

We all had a bleeping ball.

*(An "Air Junkie" is a media person that just 'has' to get on air...would die or go into cold turkey if not. Hence my Pod-casting...eh sorta.)

"...Catholic"

I was chatting on another page about how my grandma always finds me in my dreams. I don't know how, but them spooks know where you are all the time. Seems space, and time is another deal in the other realm.

Even my Dog from my childhood, "Brownie" found me.

We chatted in a "dream". I asked him if we were in "Dog Heaven?" He told me to stop being so Catholic.

"Rag Paper"

YOU KNOW THAT YOU 'LOVE' LITERACY, AND HISTORY. IF THE BURNING OF THE LIBRARY AT ALEXANDRIA THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO 'STILL' PISSES YOU OFF. UPSETS YOU, AND FILLS YOU WITH A DEEP RESOLVE THAT 'NOTHING' LIKE THAT WILL 'EVER' HAPPEN AGAIN!