“Devine’s getting married this weekend, Hucka D. Same time I’m fulfilling the toy or junk happening I named Bigfoot.”
Hucka D.:
Stage 1 is complete. You have some more junk to recover. You’ll have to switch from the red to the blue satchel. Red is dead. Blue is new.
bb:
Thanks for showing up tonight.
Hucka D.:
Always glad to help. Bigfoot is important. (pause)
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bb:
I’m developing Bigfoot at the same time the skateboarders are expanding on their own happening at the Plateau of Raw Art. I’m taking all my junk from this plateau.
Hucka D.:
What do you have so far… lead in…
bb:
The spool table is very important, and something I didn’t plan beforehand. It was just there at the track, holding open a gate. I thought — what the heck. I rolled it around the track and through the [fence] opening to Bigfoot. Down that hill. Down through the roads. Red to blue to green to yellow back to red and fulfilled. The spool table is very important. Zigzag down the hill?
Hucka D.:
Yes (!).
bb:
And then the chair is the other very important thing. I had to have a chair so that I could look out at Bigfeet Swamp and contemplate and such. I had an option of 2 chairs at the Plateau of Raw Art, plastic and metal. The metal one was further away — at the old baseball field above the stadium and away from Bigfoot. I had to take it the back way, and that’s the final object I brought to Bigfoot on Saturday. But it was worth it. The spool table and the metal chair. That’s the base of Bigfoot. And I was able to put all the washers, bolts, and nuts on the spool table to sort out later. My hands were dirty after doing all that hauling Saturday and I had to force myself to get out my camera to take pictures. So I will return today.
Hucka D.:
I won’t say it — but you did.
bb:
I’ll make it up today.
Hucka D.:
Well. Anyway. You will go about 11 today. You will take the blue pack — red is dead. You will take train track? Toys? This is the fulfillment and culmination of your Blue Mountain summer.
bb:
I’m not sure.
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