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Knick Knack Knock

“Some say Elliot Carter was born on Sideway, or made his musical fortune there. He chose to be an avatar. (pause) baker b.? Not there.”

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“Beetle, Music? Anyone?”

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“The first resident of Lion’s Roar was Gold Bug. He was attempting to sell a *copy* of the Bee’s Line for a million dollars. All over town he tried — this was the equivalent of Millionaires Row. Sorry, Musician’s Row.”

bb:

Was the Bee’s Line a piece of music?

Hucka D.:

There you are. No, it was a line, an actual, physical line just like your line you took home with you today. He said it represented a million dollar treasure. Maybe a mil and a half.

bb:

Ahhh… Lion’s Roar is kind of like the cardboard city of 12 Oz Mouse (!)

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I wonder if this Gold Bug is actually a gold bug or it’s a more anthropomorphic or human character?

Hucka D.:

Ummm… I know who you have in mind. But I believe he has greenbacks. No rubles… greenbacks.

bb:

So Lion’s Roar is a setting for a tv show, just like virtual Pietmond was. It’s more the setting than what the individual buildings are about.

Hucka D.:

Both. Who owned the Triplets? Were they the original buildings of town, as you put it? And why are there perhaps 3 Triplets left behind on Yards Mountain this season that didn’t make the journey to Lion’s Roar? Triplets — one for each “high rise”.

bb:

Actual triplets, like Hector, Hubert, Howard?

Hucka D.:

Yes! (pause) Maybe. We brainstorm again. Funtas… well, just fun.

bb:

I agree. Let’s keep going a bit (!) So Gold Bug comes into town, says he’s found a Bee’s Line which is the same as a map. You dig at a certain place and you find the treasure. Talks about Central Tiny as a rock to be found. Talks about the mysterious Rock Mound. A skull… where did it go, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

I hid it. It detracted from the overall story if identified.

bb:

Nice. Didn’t want to carry that thing in my backpack anyway (smiles). So we know that Gold Bug…

Hucka D.:

But one word, just Goldbug.

bb:

Goldbug, then, comes in from place called Kentucky where he’s been prospecting.

Hucka D.:

It’s me. You’re right. *I* want to be the star of this movie, er show.

bb:

Great! So we’ll say you’re the golden bug (!)

Hucka D.:

I’m divine. (blushes)

bb:

And you have this line. And everyone in town laughs at you because you’re trying to sell this line, this Bee’s Line. Then you unroll it in the center of town — put 2 stakes 40 feet apart and start to unwind it. Let’s see, it’s about 65 yards long so that’s 250 feet or so, which means you’d have wind it around these poles over 6 times.

Hucka D.:

Well, it certainly gets the grizzly townspeople interested, this unwinding.

bb:

Esp. Ted Turner.

Hucka D. (apparently rehearsing):

I want greensbacks, not the gold backed stuff. The real stuff. Paper. This is not about Golden. This is not about me.

bb:

I’d think he’d want the gold backed currency, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

He walks Millionaires Row. He knocks door to door. Knick Knack Knock, the 3 Triplets. He knocks on Knock’s door first. “Knick, knack, knock. Who goes there? Who goes there??”

bb:

So each of the 3 Triplets answers the door with all 3 of their names.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Could be pretty funny. “Just a simple bee,” he answers. “A bee with a line from Kentucky. Elliot Carter sent me.”
“You’re a funny bug,” Knock answers. “Do you know me already? We are 3 in 1, perhaps making Foreign One. Like The Arab. Do you know him or her?”

bb:

Maybe: Knik, Knak, Knok. But everyone mispells it in town. The Triplets try to correct when possible.

Hucka D.:

They own the highrises [of town]. They’re so rich they bought three more [duplicates] but left them in storage over on Yards Mtn. They describe riches still to be had in that money field over there. Say you can spy it with a spyglass in the winter.

bb:

It’s the Money Go Round.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Precisely.*

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bb:

Importantly, Hucka D. tells the story about a mosquito which landed on part of the string, making it dark, just at where a tree was on the line which he was otherwise going to skip. Instead he names the tree Mosquito Tree and includes it on the line.

Hucka D.:

You have to study that line. Goodbye.

bb:

Thanks! Great start for the story.

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* http://www.lyricstime.com/kinks-the-moneygoround-lyrics.html

Robert owes half to Grenville
Who in turn gave half to Larry
Who adored my instrumentals
And so he gave half to a foreign publisher
She took half the money that was earned in some far distant land
Gave back half to Larry and I end up with half of goodness knows what
Oh can somebody explain why things go on this way
I thought they were my friends I can’t believe it’s me, I can’t believe that I’m so green
Eyes down round and round let’s all sit and watch the moneygoround
Everyone take a little bit here and a little bit there
Do they all deserve money from a song that they’ve never heard
They don’t know the tune and they don’t know the words
But they don’t give a damn
There’s no end to it I’m in a pit and I’m stuck in it
The money goes round and around and around
And it comes out here when they’ve all taken their share
I went to see a solicitor and my story was heard and the writs were served
On the verge of a nervous breakdown I decided to fight right to the end
But if I ever get my money I’ll be too old and grey to spend it
Oh, but life goes on and on and no one ever wins
And time goes quickly by just like the moneygoround
I only hope that I’ll survive

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The Possibility.

Hucka D.:

Ladedadeda.

bb:

And that was on a Tuesday!

Forest:

Woof woof. Woof.

Taxi Driver:

Get out of me way!!!

Dental Hygenist:

Welllll.

Casey:

Alrighty!

Peter:

Yum tum.

Old Man:

Out of me way!!!

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I know now…

Hucka D.:

Who are you???

bb:

I’m baker b.

Hucka D.:

Oh. How did you get in here?

bb:

Through the blog. The Baker Blinker Blog.

Hucka D.:

Oh. Get out of me way!!!

bb:

How are you???

Hucka D.:

I see you see you know 3. 3 people. Lisa the… (pause)

bb:

Vegetarian, yes.

Hucka D.:

Thank you (adjusts mouth).

bb:

She’s [delete name].

Hucka D.:

You pick up on the crazy…

bb:

And make crazier, I know. And Tin S. Man is…

Hucka D.:

Oh he’s important. Importanter. Rebelled from…

bb:

Lisa. Rainbowology. That’s how she made the money. Psychic. Healer.

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Hucka D.:

There was a gap there. Oh, I remember. The 5 dashes.

bb:

Are *you* crazy? Crazier?

Hucka D.:

No. SID. No. Yes. Syd. Yes.

bb:

Hmmm.

Hucka D.:

Quartz. That was the crystal. That was the key.

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bb:

Hold on, Hucka D.

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bb:

Know anything of crystal singing bowl sessions?

Hucka D.:

Yes. You should try them.

bb:


http://laurapainter.wordpress.com/services/energy-work/crystal-bowls/

How could I not *know* about these yet???

Hucka D.:

All in a time.

bb:

Hucka… What happened to Michael Too?

Hucka D.:

He will return.

bb:

He knew Lisa too.

Hucka D.:

You can ask as many questions as you like tonight. Green light.

bb:

Wealthy Mtn. was created as a place of great healing. By Lisa.

Most of us have only a small amount of pure, clear, healing sound in our lives. Our ears no longer get a daily exposure to running streams, bird songs, and the rustling leaves in the forest. We are too often inside, with this beautiful natural music replaced by the hum of computers, the whoosh of the air conditioner, and the high-pitched whine of fluorescent lights. This is the opposite of healing sound!

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Hucka D.:

Happy Birthday baker b.

bb:

No. Not my birthday.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

No. Oh well, yes, Hucka D., yes it is my birthday.

Hucka D.:

Then this is your present. Open it up.

bb:

Open what?

Hucka D.:

The present. In front of you.

bb:

All I see is a computer in front of me.

Hucka D.:

So you’ve already opened it. Great!

bb:

No.

Hucka D.:

Open it more. Furtherer.

bb:

Where?

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bb:

What the f?

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Hucka D.:

That’s Lisa!

bb:

No, I don’t…

Hucka D.:

No-where. No-where.

bb:

*This* is Lisa.

Well, close.

Hucka D.:

That’s the father.

bb:

So Lisa goes to the psychic at the fair…

Hucka D.:

No fare. No fair…

bb:

And sees the future. This is still Lisa the Vegetarian, as we know from the fare… fair.

Hucka D.:

She sees Tin S. Man. She sees Oz… future. Future Fare.

bb:

She sees a tree that is fake that is real. It has heart.

Hucka D.:

Sun. Father. Sun.

bb:

What is all this about, Hucka?

http://jesus8880.com/chapters/gematria/318-1000-888-388.htm

Hucka D.:

You must end soon. Good to say.

bb:

Looks like a nice day tomorrow.

Hucka D.:

Enjoy!

bb:

Thanks.

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So we are at Tin…

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