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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

First is the Worst - Corner Light - The Quickening



Friends,

We're out of the hospital. It's over. The things that happened there are over.

A list of updates after these years in training:

1. Nothing staves off bloat. You open yourself up to it by being born. We held on to Stephen through the worst of it, but he grew and grew and we had to hack away at the soft additions. He was a good boy. A changeling. The club needed officiating and the God stuff was tolerable. I'm just sorry for the loss of his thoughts. We all loved his "tawny" trail mix, but I called and got the recipe from his grieving mother.

2. Good works are good works, ho ho ho. But lay off the sissy-talk, all of you.

3. New meeting times to account for the travel back and forth to "South" Brooklyn. Attend to your arrangements accordingly. Hack away at the velvet rope binding your vestments. Snow or no, garbage needs to be mopped to the curb, and you have cats to feed all over the city. They don't feed themselves. And wipe the grin off your face, or a penalty session is non-optional on your way out the door.

4. Sorting through the mail, there's a list of pledges that require group scrutiny. Read before next Wednesday's down-home meeting:

Bottom-line feasible candidates:

R. Chan: He's a runner (for pleasure), small-time income tax evader, and pet-lover. He is over 25, and includes a photo of the "hard time" he spent helping out on trips to the Midwest.


V. Newton: Basically a waste. We need a fatboy to kick. He has deplorable habits and we had to pay the remaining postage for his application on delivery. We will smash him like a flat fat doormat.

Nanny Rodgers: It's inconceivable how this is going to work, but she's been unemployed for six months, and says she can cook. I'm not re-writing our charter or anything, but in these times. In these times we need our ocean spray opened like any other. She is my plan. I take full responsibility. I have spoken directly with Doctor Eight.

4. He is preparing his thoughts.

Be afraid. Dust off. The penal pleasures are not without consequences.

Signing Off,
Rory Thompson
Hard-2 Deputy, NYGA\B