The G 0 0 F – O F F G A Z E T T E
(Better This Day Shouldnta Bin!)
(Better We Shouda Stood In Bed!)
YOU NAME IT -- WE
HAD IT TODAY
It started up at the Lean-4 on the Flyway.
Muscles, Trapper, Iron Jaw and Magpie brewed up their Killer Jack Stew. Then
the camp sledge-16-lb-hammer, Derr Diktor Freud, was busted. Then the table was
nicelysoap-washed and then rinsed off. . . except that the water drained into
the Blockbuster Stew for tonight’s supper. Iron Jaw, having learned one precise
lesson in sepsis, came down for civilizd meal, and promptly dove in with black
paws. During bread making, Trapper scrubbed his hands shining clean. . . then
wiped them on his grimy blue jeans and kneaded the grit into his dough. Just as we were having an impromptu discussion
about safe walking and spilling buckets – that’s right – down trail . . . on
cue. . . two buckets clattering amid choice vocabulary! Timber cutting a slice of bread in the pan
with that machetti he calls a knife rip-saws right thru the bottom of the
metal. Sundown carrying hot disk water
from General Patton – well, we had to use our horse pistol to put him out of
his misery. Then Iggle gallops up-trail with a buzz worm right after him. Oh
well, why bother to go on to the important catastrophes!
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Walk-n-Puff saw a
hawk diver and kill a rabbit! This is absolutely highest medicine on Laughing
Coyote Mt! Read the poem which starts
off
“The Hunter Hawk
with fierce frowned radar eye,
scans Mother Earth
from Father Sky. . . . “
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Creative Writing
Seminar. First Draft. “Meditate A
Tree”
“The tree is very
beautiful. It keeps on gabbing to me for writing about it. But I just say ‘Shut
up!’ Of course it doesn’t mind me, it just keeps on gabbing. Every time a weed
or something makes a noise the meed old tree balls is out, and the weed tarts
to cry. The mama and papa weeds start
yelling at the tree and so does the tree, and the mom and pop start crying. So
grandpa tree chews out the other tree and he starts crying. And Finally there’s
a flood. After a while it stops. But at
least helps all the plants grow!”
Cut Finger
1st Year Mt-Man
Age 10
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Reports have it
someone was rolling own the mountainside out of his lean-to last night, and
that his partner had to tie him in to stop the bumping and groaning within the
bag as it descended. No admissions of guilt at this press time.
Another Rumor: Who’s the guy hoarding the ice
cream bars packed in dry ice?
Aspen, aspen on
this earth
You are the start of mankinds birth
With brown as bark, and leaves of green
You are truly a mountain queen
. . . . Yodeling Star
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