Let us compare mythologies.

List 1.b.

1. Understandings…various.

2. The Religious Holiday Overlap Flip-book.*

3. Is sawdust really good for my lawn…or is it more of a gold-dust woman?

4. Feeling used & abused by a chosen creative field…whether by the field itself or by folks you know who know nil about it.

5. Chelsea Hotel or Hey, That’s No Way to Say Goodbye by Leonard Cohen. I defy anyone to find any song anywhere in any language that says any more half as well as these two.

6. I can look out my front window without feeling strange…thanks to my new desk-location.

A young Julius Caesar, kidnapped and held for ransom by Mediterranean Pirates; pirates with whom he would eat & exercise & generally cavort with, warned them all that upon his release he would hunt them down and crucify each and every last one of em on the beach. He did.

There was once this Island Mountain near Indonesia named Krakatoa. It was so tall that Sailors throughout the entire South Pacific could use it navigationally. In 1883 it exploded with 13,000 times the power of Little Boy, scourge of Hiroshima. The ash that filled the skies in all corners of this earth is said to be what made the churning skies Technicolor in Edvard Munch’s THE SCREAM.

Which is all to say that Bigfoot is probably real…& I bet there are tons of them.

*I should make one.