Saturday, July 24, 2004

 

kin draws pictures and teaches herself english

there's more stuff i wrote but i don't have it with me i was just stopping by i didn't expect it (blogger works). i just had dinner winnie's got a new strategy she's getting better all the time she wants to make the teachers like her. we went bowling melody shantel dennis winnie me i rolled a personal best 139 nothing to brag about but i'm braggin because i felt it. i hit the zone at the end i'm not kidding it's all a flow if you know you flow. stand back step right foot as ball goes forward swing ball back as step left foot and then you feel it you're not using the muscles in your arm your arm is swinging because it's a line with a weight attached. you step forward the weight swings back potential energy builds up you are in the zone. final step as ball swings forward pendulum and slide back leg cross over place the ball caress with fingertips the arm goes up and straight the hand points thumb straight up.

you feel it most on your second step with the right foot. the weight pulls straght back as you go forward. the arm swings forward and you lower your body to place. the ball. don't watch it yet remember the arm goes up (shake hands with the pin) now watch it on the right side curving in just to the right at first the pin crash topple shake fly side to side velocity is crucial feel it most you feel it most you feel it most. melody's personal best is a 208 but i beat her 2 out of 3 today.

i didn't see donna today.

caesar quit whining and write what have you been doing are you still in bang cock? do you stay with billy goat and mama? what do you do do you do in the day? take in scenery? you supply details and structure without which our readers are lost in my swirls the shortest path between two points is a spiral.

we did the hokey pokey today the kids loved it. cici is leaving today was her last day she never sits still she jumps up and runs around she wants to know exactly. what she can get. away with she's my favorite. i walk she sneaks up on me i turn she screams i chase she hides she jumps out at me she never lets me not have fun all the teachers hate her. she and mom were on the bus today we stopped she made her mother wait for me i got off she grabbed my hand "come here!"

"where are we going, cici?"

"here."

"cici, i have to go home." i tore away her little grip she knew it was the last time we would have.

goodbye, cici.

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