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[6-16-2009 Update Insert: Most of what is in this space is now moot. I found out what I was doing wrong and have reinstated Archives and Labels searches. They do work. However, in certain cases you may prefer Labels to Archives. Example: 1976 Today begins in November of 2006 and concludes in December of 2006, but there are other related posts in other months. Note: Labels only shows 20 posts at a time. There are 21 hubs, making 21 (which is for 1976 Today) an older hub.] ********************************* to my online poems and song lyrics using Archives. Use hubs for finding archival locations but do not link through them. Originally an AOL Journal, where the archive system was nothing like the system here, this blog was migrated from there to here in October of 2008. Today (Memorial/Veteran's Day, May 25, 2009) I discovered a glitch when trying to use a Blogger archive. Now, it may be template-related, but I am unable to return to S M or to the dashboard once I am in the Archives. Therefore, I've decided on this approach: a month-by-month post guide. The sw you see in the codes here stood for Salchert's Weblog when I began it in November of 2006. It later became Sprintedon Hollow. AOL provided what were called entry numbers, but they weren't consistent, and they didn't begin at the first cardinal number. That is why the numbers after "sw" came to be part of a post's code. ************** Here then is the month-by-month post guide: *2006* November: 00001 through 00046 - December: 00047 through 00056 -- *2007* January: 00057 through 00137 - February: 00138 through 00241 - March: 00242 through 00295 - April: 00296 through 00356 - May: 00357 through 00437 - June: 00438 through 00527 - July: 00528 though 00550 - August: 00551 through 00610 - September: 00611 through 00625 - October: 00626 through 00657 - November: 00658 through 00729 - December: 00730 through 00762 -- *2008* January: 00763 through 00791 - February: 00792 through 00826 - March: 00827 through 00849 - April: 00850 through 00872 - May: 00873 through 00907 - June: 00908 through 00931 - July: 00932 through 00955 - August: 00956 through 00993 - September 00994 through 01005 - October: 01006 through 01007 - November: 01008 through 01011 - December: 01012 through 01014 -- *2009* January: 01015 through 01021 - February: 01022 through 01028 - March: 01029 through 01033 - April: 01034 through 01036 - May: 01037 through 01044 - ******************************************************* 1976 Today: 2006/11 and 2006/12 -- Rooted Sky 2007: 2007/01/00063rsc -- Postures 2007: 2007/01/sw00137pc -- Sets: 2007/02/sw00215sgc -- Venturings: 2007/03/00216vc -- The Undulant Trees: 2007/03/00266utc -- This Day's Poem: 2007/03/00267tdpc -- Autobio: 2007/04/sw00316ac -- Fond du Lac: 2007/04/00339fdl -- Justan Tamarind: 2007/05/sw00366jtc -- Prayers in December: 2007/05/sw00393pindc -- June 2007: 2007/06/sw00440junec -- Seminary: 2007/07/sw00533semc -- Scatterings: 2008/08/00958sc ** Song Lyrics: 2008/02/sw00797slc ********** 2009-06-02: Have set S M to show 200 posts per page. Unfortunately, you will need to scroll to nearly the bottom of a page to get to the next older/newer page.


Tuesday, November 7, 2006


Notes to Nowhere page 1 6-16 / 6-15 / 6-14 / 6-13 2006 ten days of notes on three pages from June 13 through June 22 in 2006 page two - page three - Friday 2006-06-16 Note 1 = = = = A quiet day, it led me back to thinking about the name of Loren Webster's site. My memory first telling me it was a line by Theodore Roethke. So, I succumbed, and went back to his site to find out. It is. On Roethke page I found the poem and Loren's comments on it. I then sent an email to him. Everyone should read "In a Dark Time", especially on a quiet day. * Note 2 = = = = Perhaps it will rain a little. Enough clouds have been jouncing about, and the wind is up, flapping the leaves. - If you are gentle, stay that way. Each of us wil be better for it. Sure wish I could be gentle, particularly with myself. * Note 3 = = = = Today's Wheels meal reverted to being Mickey D's double cheeseburger & Little Debbie cherry pie. The driver had been shorted again on meals he needed, and I am his final recipient. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Thursday 2006-06-15 Note 1 = = = = Thank You, Lord. The yard waste collectors did/ take/ my black bag of waste. - One can never be sure what either the waste (or the/ regular-garbage) collectors might do. My roadside deposits have been skipped several times. * Note 2 = = = = Today has been a day of interruptions, and of changes. - At one point, when I was about to log in/ to my ThirdAge home page, Microsoft's Download Site for security updates popped into view. So I closed my "mhp" window and downloaded IE 6. - After that was done, and I had restarted my computer, and was about to log back onto AOL, my Meals-on-Wheels lunch arrived. So I closed my Thinking Lizard log-in screen and shut down/ again. * Note 3 = = = = Had a phone conversation with this community's manager/ about several things, and found out a contractor had offered a million dollars for this property because that contractor wanted to put a strip mall on it. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Wednesday 2006-06-14 Note 1 = = = = Before I arose this morning, a moderately heavy swatch of rain coursed through in a band of clouds--after-effects of the now far NNE once-tropical storm Alberto, which had made landfall NNW of here in Taylor County early on Tuesday. More rain is likely later today. Yesterday the winds were often gusty. Still the worst gust we had here at Candlelight Estates occurred on Saturday. It caused a mini-swirl of dirt and dust strongenough to make a wandering black cat race home, and a squirrel (near that home) scamper across the road between there and here and onto the occupied lot east of mine. * Note 2 = = = = There is a web of about 12 inches which begins from the handle of my garbage bin, and ends against my garbage bin. In the middle of this web is a slender light tan spider with long legs which have an alternating white black pattern. An entomologist at UF with whom I had a short phone conversation this afternoon said he thought he knew what kind of orb weaver it is, but that it likely is--due to the time of year--a young one. Since orb weavers are beneficial, he suggested letting it be, saying that if I broke the web when I next moved my bin/ the spider would find another place to build. So far all that spider is catching are the sweet-smelling "flowerets" falling from the Chinese Tallow to the right of my front stairs. I did see a wee almost-white moth flutter between the web and bin, but it managed to pass/ without fluttering into the web. * Note 3 = = = = Spent a long while/ later this afternoon clearing fallen twigs and one six-foot cedar branch from my lot. I had to get my not-so-good saw out to cut the branch into sections small enough to fit into a construction-strength garbage bag I had gotten from this mobile home community's manager. Mostly, though, I used my left foot and my gloved hands to make that branch and many of the twigs I had gathered/ short enough. I didn't get back into my place until after 6pm. Of course, it didn't help that I had trouble knotting the bag shut. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Tuesday 2006-06-13 Note 1 = = = = I am a 65-years-gone Gay, and I am depressed; but I am not depressed/ because I am Gay. One is as one is. Only a masochist/ would choose to be Gay. The reasons I am depressed have to do with/ various weathers, and because I do not wish/ to let you know/ which weathers they are. * Note 2 = = = = Here I am/ in Gainesville, Florida; and who knows why. I am a lonely hermit, but I've always been lonely. Only in/ recent years have I been a hermit; and, actually, most of the time I prefer to be. * Note 3 = = = = Words, numbers, lucid dreams inhabit my spirit. If I am anything, I am one who persists, andit does notmatter if what I persist at/ is all for naught. When an insight lights up my mind, I--usually--attend to it. ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ Brian A. J. Salchert

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