It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...


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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES...Music is the mathematics of the gods = PYTHAGORAS... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL + + + But please be sure to season that with the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Wednesday, June 1, 2016

[CBP #12] May 18th Was NOT My Bicycle's Birthday, Therefore...

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I had to pay $7
for the pleasure
of her company
on the island of
Catalina
             
I had considered
faux birth certificate
for my bicycle
to avoid the $7 fee
but it would have cost
$6 and might not
have worked.


The bicycle's name is Eleanor
and had I walked the distance
she enabled me to travel
on Catalina, my legs
would still be rehabilitating 
on the Island.


We traversed at least
twelve miles
of Paradise.
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On the ferry,
Eleanor was treated like
Negroes in 1930:
she had to go to the back
of the "bus" like the rest
of her kind.


But what a spectacular view
Eleanor had:
surrounded by the wet
and wild wave of the flag
and the frothy white wake of
the CATALINA EXPRESS.
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When we got back to Long Beach,
I had to buy her an ice cream
but I ate the whole damn thing.
 
It was a "Rocky Road" cone
with gravel-shaped
sprinkles. 
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