http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~vaschs2/kilgore_ft__house.htm
Over the years the house deteriorated. So long as a roof was kept on it the interior remained in fairly good condition, but of recent years the roof was neglected and the whole structure rapidly went to ruin. The big chimney began to slump and shatter.
Hayes Centre (Ruustre Talk)
Filed under collages 2d
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago_Cubs#1902.E2.80.931920:_A_Cub_dynasty
In 1902, Spalding, who by this time had revamped the roster to boast what would soon be one of the best teams of the early century, sold the club to Jim Hart, and the franchise became known as the Chicago Cubs.[6] During this period, which has become known as baseball’s dead-ball era, Cub infielders Joe Tinker, Johnny Evers, and Frank Chance were made famous as a double-play combination by Franklin P. Adams’ poem Baseball’s Sad Lexicon. The poem first appeared in the July 18, 1910 edition of the New York Evening Mail. Mordecai “Three-Finger” Brown, Jack Taylor, Ed Reulbach, Jack Pfiester, and Orval Overall were several key pitchers for the Cubs during this time period. With Chance acting as player-manager from 1905 to 1912, the Cubs won four pennants and two World Series titles over a five-year span. Although they fell to the “Hitless Wonders” White Sox in the 1906 World Series, the Cubs recorded a record 116 victories and the best winning percentage (.763) in Major League history. With mostly the same roster, Chicago won back-to-back World Series championships in 1907 and 1908, becoming the first Major League club to play three times in the Fall Classic and the first to win it twice. However, the Cubs have not won a World Series since; this remains the longest championship drought in North American professional sports.
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Macon Bacon with the Big Sink
So there’s no doubt that Lisa the Vegetarian can make money off Winesap: she was macon (making) bacon. Cash, Priceville… too many clues here. Cub wins suppressed for psychic energy so the story will go. None of your bee’s wax. Ernie Banks was given compensation as Mr. Cub. Banks is also in UmapS. Banks started as a Kansas City Monarch of the Negro League in 1950 before joining Chicago in 1953, becoming their first black player. This is coded into Oregon, alongside some Dorothy Gale-Kansas material. Kansas City Life probably involved, the first 2 movie synchronicity, technically (Kansas on both sides, City [Centerville] in the middle). Kansas City Life = Second Life, as Kansas City is second city of Missouri (as Chicago is second city of US of A, also known as City of *Big* Shoulders and *Windy* City). Ernie Banks also coded into Mississippi. Popular related quotes: “It’s a beautiful day for a ballgame… Let’s play two!” and, “Without him, the Cubs would finish in Albuquerque!” Also called “Mr. Sunshine,” perhaps relating to “Mr. Bluebird” of ELO.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernie_Banks#Honors
On March 31, 2008, a statue of Banks was unveiled outside Wrigley Field. Upon its unveiling, the base of the statue was revealed to contain a typographical error, reading “Lets play two” rather than the grammatically correct “Let’s play two”. Two days later, sculptor Lou Cella came down to the ballpark early in the morning and carved the apostrophe.
http://www.arf.ru/Notes/Apostro/stfoot.html
“Well I told ’em right then”, Fido said
“It should be easy to see
“The crux of the biscuit
is the apostrophe”
Filed under Carrcass Artists, Kentucky, MAPS, Mississippi, Oregon, Zapple
Rutherford “Booger” Hayes, the stubbiest US president, enjoying a corndog at his Mouse Island retreat in Lake Erie.
“Some say he even terraformed the island to be shaped like a corndog, Hucka D. It was his favorite favorite food.”
“It was at this island that the Pact was made, baker b.,” answered Hucka D. back. “He was told about the book. And Arkansas.”
“That Arkansas controlled all because it was the center,” I returned. For I was baker b.
“The book had yet to be written.”
“He was told of Norris at that time,” I said. For Hucka D. and I were on the same wavelength again. “Norris was not even yet out of law school. But he was told. He was told Norris would go to Beaver City, Nebraska, foretelling of his creation of dams later on, including Wheeler and Wilson, the first two to go.”
“My turn,” replied Hucka D. The Bee. He looked around the room we were in with his goofy eyes. We were at the Mouse Island lodge. A caravan was approaching. “Here’s Booger himself.”
Booger walked in the door. The top of his head was at my waist. He was about the same height as Hucka D., however. They stared eye to eye, perhaps kindred souls of some sort even. “So what of Spider?” I asked him.
“Webb?” he replied. He waved his free hand in the air. “Codes. Bargains. It was all so complicated. I didn’t have the pineapple open. I couldn’t tell what was going on. I’m not a Dumb Man either.”
“Were you told of the beginnings of Second Life?” I asked, knowing that a virtual film based on the Sherwood Anderson short story made up the first Second Life related post of this blog.
“Yes,” came the short and simple answer. “But how could I know what I was looking at?” Booger stared up at me and then levelly at Hucka D. Hucka D. looked at me. The stubbiness before me was a little disconcerting. Maybe I’ll edit that sentence later.
“He was shown that very same film (!)” I then exclaimed to Hucka D., after the lodge had vanished and we were back in the present.
“Yes,” came his answer. The background was now the familiar white. I liked it. “He was told that a man from Sandusky would make this story which would be made into this film. But the film is from another reality. He then was told of the 12 Oz Mouse codes, and R110. He was told how to terraform his beloved Mouse Island to be shaped like a corndog for future generations to see and admire. He took the island into Second Life, terraformed it, and then brought it back to this life — Real Life. Then he made — or was told how to make — duplicate islands to be planted all over the world to lead back to this central island. Baker’s Island that begins the whole Baker Blinker Blog is an example. Block Island of Rhode Island is an example[ for the Baker Bloch Blog, aka Frank and Herman Einstein]. Certain clues would be laid out. Rock cairns would play a part.”
“Thanks for that information, Hucka D.,” I said. He smiled. He went to the shelf and removed a red book. Small — no title on the spine or on the front. He opened to page 156.
Noticing this I said, “I’ve already received that message.”
“Received it more,” he came back levelly. He continued to flip through it. “Have you read about Drink Lake yet? Fascinating. You know Lisa the Vegetarian was given Hand Lake and then decided to expand it through this book. The book is the father. Norris was a father; Anderson was a father. Together they created a memory pool of Sandusky County and Clyde extending almost from the years 1860 to 1900, a two score. Booger was told of this.
“There are 2 books,” I conjectured. “One by Anderson and then one by Anderson with an extra ‘s’.”
“We do not need to talk about that,” replied Hucka D. “Just know it and be done. You have reached this point. We are talking together now. We have taken another step.”
“So I take this book, chop it up in virtual reality — Second Life — and then bring it back to this blog, so to speak.”
“Yes,” said Hucka D. matter-of-factly. He replaced the book on the shelf. The shelf faded from view. Whiteness again.
We sat in silence for a bit.
“I suppose he was also told of Hays County Texas then.” Hucka D. started whistling and staring up in the air instead of answering me. “Removing the “e”,” I then said more to myself, for I felt Hucka D. was “away” I’ll say. “Where was the “e” taken?” I had to ask. “Chilbo? Could it be Chilbo?”
Sunklands 