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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Casting Manhole Covers, parts, 300 - 303

Richard Britell June 28, 2012


300. A note to anyone reading these texts. When I started this story of my drive around southern France, I posted pictures that went with my story, such as the one above showing my car,  the 2CV. I was also posting pictures of the places I stopped and the interesting things I saw. But after I picked up the Duck he volunteered to choose all the pictures saying, "Your stuff is too dumb, let me do it for you." So the Duck took over the pictures.





301. So the Duck was doing the pictures, and then we picked up Buboni, and since then they have been doing the pictures together. Now, low and behold, I take a look and I see that they have been playing all sorts of tricks on me and putting up all kinds of crazy images which have no connection to the story I am telling. Look up there, what is a picture of Stalin doing in this story? This could be aggravating to people.




302. So I asked the Duck, "Why the picture of Stalin?" And this is what he said.  "Back in section 168, you were talking about how I went to the monastery to get my legs made the same length, and so I put up the picture of Stalin, because Stalin had one arm too short, and he was schooled in a church school like a monastery to be a Priest, it's perfectly obvious to me what the connection was, anyone would see it, and that goes for the above also."



303. This is what it is like dealing with the Duck with his perpetual memory, and complicated way of thinking.  I told him that in the future we would have to put some notes of explanations sometimes, and perhaps some links, and since you can't put links on Pinterest, they would have to be on the blog. Meanwhile, if anyone wonders what some of these pictures mean, just ask, and I will try to find out, and I am sure Buboni will help once he is better.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Hannibal Crosses The Alps, part 11 - 15


11. The ducks were upset about this child who was just minding her own business and reading a book.. But look carefully at that dog, see the expression in his eye. 


12. Yes the dogs had been reading that book, it was one of their favorites. It cast them in a certain light, a heroic light.




13.The duck was mad at the dog, and the argument went back to... 




14.The argument went back to Roman times.



15. They were angry about this book!, Jemima Puddle Duck. Thy had argued about it for years. It put the ducks in a bad light, the duck felt

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Hannibal Crosses The Alps, parts 6 - 10


6. Anyway, later I got into a conversation with this interesting man.



7. He said he was from Albert, a town in the North. He showed me a picture of it. I said it looked beautiful, but he said it wasn't always.



8. "Take for example that church in the distance there. Here's what it looked like when I was a child." This was not true however, he didn't look a hundred years old to me.



9. "That twisted thing on the top of my picture, it looked like this once", he said.





10. Outside some ducks were making a commotion.