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A few weeks ago superstar Valley poet Bill Campana, knowing that I was leaving Phoenix at the end of June, gave me three sizable U-Haul boxes that he had used during his own recent move. And on Memorial Day he and I had breakfast at the Ranch House Grille. I had this strawberry crepe there.

Then some days later my friends the Plaskos and I had a delicious meal at Dos Los Molinos. I wrote about that at some length in my post “Phoenix Memories.” Here’s a member of the delightful trio of ectoplasmic scamps known as The Deeminz–a Plasko creation.

On the first Friday in June, at the open-mic poetry event at Changing Hands bookstore in Tempe, I began my performance by announcing my imminent move to Toledo, Ohio and made a light-hearted reference to my appearance at CHB as being part of my “Farewell Tour.”

My friend of many years, former Arizona State Poetry Society president Christy White, saw the reference to my Farewell Tour and, to my delight, let me know that she wanted to get in on the Farewell Tour too. At her suggestion we went to the Phoenix Art Museum, mainly to see an exhibition of ceramic works by avant-garde female clay artists, and afterwards we had an exotic meal (Thai Shrimp Curry for me, a brie&apple “handheld” for her) at the museum’s café. We also goofed around with pics at a quasi-installational Florentine Baroque gilded frame/stand.

Moving Day is June 30, a mere 17 days from this writing. There is at least one more Farewell Tour event scheduled, the last Esso Coffeehouse Open Mic on June 21st. I hope there will be one or two more.

one eye squinted shut the other bleary

nightshirt x-men ’97 underwear camo (????)

pills to take teeth to clean stubble to shave away

then a shower washes evil away

and coffee provides a fortifying elixir

..

five days a week for more or less 150 weeks

this is the way things begin

the odd and reassuring way I say

“gentleman, start your engine”

Yesterday I went to Famous Footwear and bought this pair of slip-resistant, relaxed-fit shoes. They are the sort of shoes Food Service employees are required to wear. I have managed to squeak through 2022 without working a single day for anyone but myself. 2023 must and will be different. Since my most recent work experience was a Food Service Industry position, it will be easiest to find new employment there. But my feet enjoy slip-resistant shoes no matter what I’m doing, and it has been raining lately anyway.

Here We Glow

Here we shed unworking things
Shed some tears and spread some wings
Plan and alter text and edit
Disabuse ourselves of credit

Here we puzzle out our troubles
Stumble to complexity
Swerve around the traps and bubbles
Vex the next convexity.

Hear ye, spirits, if else then,
Pending auth or patent pending,
With all time/space to attend
Wonldst thou Lend or Send or…Mend?

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Friends, the image is of my newest acquisition, whixh I am using at this very moment to create this hypermessage in a nonbottle. It’s a Hewlett-Packard laptop purchased at the thrilling price of $249.99 US plus applicalbe tax and extras in the form of the newest professional version of Windows Office, which they are calling 365 and not Office anymore, both one-year subscriptions. My grand total purchase was south of 500 bucks, and so far, I’m super-happy: such a bargain! It’s disconcerting and breathtaking how quickly things evolve.

My way of celebrating this landmark purchase is doing this blog post. with a stupid but maybe not poem and a brief memorialization of the moment. Life is good, here in my modest abode, this quiet Monday morning.

A few days ago I got a dry-erase board and some markers from the office-supply chain Staples. Every day I erase the board and repopulate it with new items. (Tomorrow, though, a few items may carry over!) And every day I challenge myself to draw something–today it’s a motorcyclist defying death the way Evel Knievel used to do.