Part 01

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Difference

“Hucka D., we might well be on the other side of the blog from there… here… but K seems important.

Hucka D.:

K.

K.:

I am the killer of the Baker Bloch Blog.

bb (correcting):

Baker Blinker.

K.:

Both.

bb:

I’m going out to Concreek this morning. Maybe. Ah, probably not.

K.:

Go and see the difference.

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“Hucka D., attention seems to have finally swung back to Wealthy Mtn. and such places as Quartz Creek with its mysterious oval patch of grass (among many other space-time events).”

Hucka D.:

The Red 7 know.

bb:

That looks more like the Red 27, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

And Carl and his ship. Er, rock. Timeline. Mossman Timeline.

bb:

That’s not Carl[, though]. That’s just a hiker.

Hucka D.:

No that’s Carl. He disappeared inside the rock.

bb:

Well he *is* right in front of the rock with Carl underneath. Wonder if he saw the snake and that’s why he paused there?

Hucka D.:

Here’s more rocks that pause. See, all you needed to do was show me some of your photos and I come out of my shell[ again].

bb:

Does the…?

Hucka D.:

Monster Falls.

bb:

Interesting[ name for the falls in the background of the above picture].

Hucka D. (repeating an idea):

Ship Rock. Captain Carl. We’re off!

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Other Side

We appear to be on the other side of the Baker Blinker Blog now, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Not yet. OK, yeah.

bb:

Cool. I’d like to separate rl categories more from sl categories — focus now obviously strongly on rl locations, esp. Frank and Herman Park locations. And this will continue into the Fall Hiking Season.

Hucka D.:

Identify focusii.

bb:

Well, Green Stream obviously. Going to fine tune the Mossman mythology this Fall, Hucka D. Wealthy Mountain again; Green Oz Creek…

Hucka D.:

3 distinct parts to that one, as you now know. Know now.

bb:

Norris Brook has become blocked — Christianized — while Concreek has taken the spotlight.

Hucka D.:

Concreek is the place of Alchemy with a capital “A”. K in center.

bb:

Thanks.

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Return to Green Oz

Hornet’s nest in Chigger Grass Field, not far above Tinsity.

Path beside Green Oz Creek, upstream from Tinsity.

Toward Tinsity: creekbed remains dry for a considerable distance along the way.

Skillet or Skillet’s Swamp. Probably Skillet Swamp.

Old avatar bridge across Green Oz Creek, still above Tinsity a bit.

Entering the Tinsity Metro Area now, with a picture of Stagnant Pool, probably a part of the Wallace Town and not Tinsity itself (but still in the same metro area).

Green Oz Creek to immediate south of Tinsity, with Tinsity’s boundary probably positioned in the middle of the stream here.

Barrier Tree, a traditional dividing point between “rival” communities Tinsity and Wallace.

Moundy holes in Tinsity, perhaps a part of the Bones suburb.

Closeup, or one of the mounds as seen by an approaching toy avatar, say.

Biggest baddest bone of Bones.

Yd Waterfall of the Yellow Down section of Green Oz, downstream now from Tinsity and also beyond Dark Space separating Tinsity and Greenup (upper Green Oz) from Yellow Down (lower Green Oz).

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Wealthy Mtn. 01

Wow, I’m almost a month behind in generating text for my new blog Frank and Herman, Einstein! Been very busy developing a new site on top of this called “Rainbowology”, and I even have a domain name (rainbowology.net). Pretty exciting — never had my own domain name before, although I’ve managed personal web sites since the late 1990s. So let’s go back in time a bit and pick up on the story of Frank and Herman Parks unfolding this fall.

First we have pictures from a ridge explored soon after I completed my latest “carcass”, or Carcass-7 in the old Baker Blinker Blog terminology. The ridge is an extension of Wealthy Mtn. to the south. As regular readers of my Baker Blinker Blog know, this mountain represents the domain, or probably former domain (debatable) of Lisa the Vegetarian, who bought the land through her vast and perhaps unlimited or ceiling-less stash of money earned in the quartz developing business. There’s more to this story now. Lisa the V. mined quartz on the mtn., true, but her fortune was dependent on shaping this quartz into “singing bowls”…

http://www.crystalascension.com/bowls/index.html

… perhaps for chakra balance or tuning. The bowls could be bought individually or in a set. She called this business rainbowology RAINBOW SID, with a web site named rainbowsid.com. She created the small labyrinth on Wealthy Mtn. to demonstrate the effect on chakras.

What is Quartz Crystal?
Crystals are fossilized water, formed when water combines with an element under certain conditions of pressure, temperature and energy. As a crystal, the element is able to express itself as a more unified and ordered being.

Silica sand, combined with water becomes quartz crystal. Quartz crystals have many physical properties. They amplify, transform, store, focus, and transfer energy. We see the results in microphones, radio and television equipment, timepieces, laser tools, and computers to name a few. Our bodies, too, are crystalline in structure. When working with crystals, there may be profound effects on the organs, tissues, and cells, as well as the circulatory, endocrine, and metabolic systems.

Crystals can interact with our thoughts. Thoughts are energy forms. When thought energy interacts with a crystal, those thoughts are changed to more harmonic forms, which change brainwave frequencies, showing possible alterations in consciousness. Thus, the power of positive intention or affirmation combined with the use of crystals provides remarkable healing results.

http://www.singingrainbow.com/12powers.html

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BUT, back to this particular ridge of Wealthy Mtn.!

It was important to determine that a community was established here, and, also important, on the Dark Side of this two sided ridge, or the part that exists in the dark rhododendron to the north, running laterally. The two regions are divided by a barb wire fence. Below we have several pictures of the light side…

… including a determined, central landmark (lichen tinged stump).

Now moving into the Dark Side, I ran across some clear evidence of a “community” that formerly existed (still exists?) that I’ve decided to call Red 7 in honor of my latest synchronicity. Or perhaps Red 27? No, probably Red 7 itself. Related, obviously, to one of our favorite shows, Red Dwarf 7, but also to other “Red” things as well.

Identifiable central temple of the community of some sort. TILE Temple?

Walls of a former structure. The ruined aspect of this seems to indicate that the community is abandoned?

What appears to be a former route into the center of Red 7…

… bordered by this marker, seen in the distance above and closeup from the top here.

More mysterious objects in the area — opposite sides of some kind of belt?

The “temple” again. I’m sure Hucka D. will have more to say about Wealthy Mountain’s Red 7 soon. Maybe even some kind of created map is in order.

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Wealthy Mtn. 02

Next up we have a revisit to the camp of Michael Too, called Michael Too as well. This is the first time I’ve returned here in about a year. It’s pretty obvious even to me that Michael will not be returning himself to “live” in this spot again…

… so I decided to do a bit of tidying up and categorizing. Below is the cleaned site…

… which includes this central rock table, complete with a number of stones that Michael gathered and placed here…

… as well as a small camera carrying case with the name “Seatz” written in magic marker on the inside. Is this the true last name of our infamous Michael Too? I know several people named Seatz in our town, but I couldn’t find any “Michael Seatz” of local origin. Perhaps it’s a case he found instead with this name already written inside it (likely).

A snail watched me clean up the campsite, unknown to me until afterwards, when I took a picture of him/her.

Michael Too camp materials checked out and put to one side. Nothing extraordinary in the lot, it seems. The mystery of Michael Too still remains that.

Oh, there *was* one thing. The largest quartz crystal in the camp when I visited before was *gone* this time around. You can find a picture of it here…

… with Hucka Doobie posing beside it. Did Michael Too return at least once to secure this prominent mineral? Is it *truly* a gift from Lisa the Vegetarian, and did he somehow consciously know this? *And* did we *both* received these type of quartz gifts from Lisa V. (since I found two beautiful examples in nearby Quartz Brook in 2010)?

Nearby grassy area on the same ridge, also known about before. There is a circle of rocks — obvious former campsite — to one side of it.

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Wealthy Mtn. 03

Another quite amazing Wealthy Mountain find: what appears to be some kind of rock temple perhaps dedicated to Lisa the Vegetarian…

… including 2 similar, narrow chambers on either side of the main rock that might have harboured quartz singing bowls at one time. Just a working theory.

Closeup of the somewhat larger chamber pictured above. This would be on the upper side of the rock, or to the west of the smaller one.

A picture of “Temple Rock” front on, clearly showing both chambers to its side, along with a central, diagonal rift.

More details of the immediate area.

This Temple Rock from the lower side. Notice all the longitudinal markings.

Much narrower “chamber” in a neighboring rock.

A central mossy area. A commons? (Village Green?)

Pointy white tip of a rock, perhaps also meaningful. Is it a directional rock of some kind?

That mossy “Commons” area seen from a different angle.

Temple Rock again from the side.

I think I’ll call the largest rock pictured below Tablet Rock, and it’s immediately in front of and below Temple Rock.

Rounding the corner… more rocks (surprise! (not really)).

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Return?

I think hiking season has already official open but I have a day off and am itching to continue the exploration of Wealthy Mtn. What will I find today?

Must ease into the overall pattern of hiking this fall. Repeat of last year (when I also was walking and exploring Wealthy Mtn. at this time). Green Oz Creek and Tin S. Man certainly seem key — his relationship with Wallace. Tinsity. 11 beyond 10.

I wonder if Hucka D. will return?

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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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So we are at Tin…

S. Man.

Hucka D.:

Solved.

bb:

He hides bricks… tile.

Hucka D.:

He hides.

bb:

*I* am Tin S. Man.

Hucka D.:

You are Wallace. Wallace3.

bb:

We should work together, then.

Hucka D.:

You do. In parallel. Split tree separates. So what now?

bb:

This is a split of 2 and 3.

Hucka D.:

Yes. 2233. The last post of the Baker Blinker Blog. You know.

bb:

Yes. It’s me, or, sorry, Baker Bloch waving to me between the Tinman and the Scarecrow.

Hucka D.:

Isn’t that 2 and 3?

bb:

I suppose it could be. Woof, woof. Woof.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Tin S. Man.

bb:

10th post 2. Too.

Hucka D.:

What is he hiding?

bb:

Tiles, bricks. We’ve already said that.

Hucka D.:

You said that. I didn’t.

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Wallace3 asks Tin S. Man to come to Green Oz.

Hucka D.:

It’s both. Wallace3 was already there. Tin S. Man came in and thought he was already there. Then they meet. Then they work in parallel. Two sides, one thing. Metro area of Tinsity.

bb:

What does Wallace look like?

[INSERT PICTURE]

bb:

Wallace is an ally of Lisa?

Hucka D.:

Both are allies.

bb:

They simply split on these 2 numbers. 2 and 3.

Hucka D.:

Yes. That simple. 2233. Baker Blinker Blog left behind. You are here.

bb:

Lisa is from Ft. Wayne.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Connect it to the newspaper and the personality. Check it.

In August 1995, the Fort Wayne Journal Gazette published the first mainstream media article[4] about the “synchronicity”, citing the Usenet discussion group. Soon afterward, several fans began creating websites in which they touted the experience and tried to comprehensively catalogue the corresponding moments

bb:

She worked in Ft. Wayne. She wasn’t born there.

Hucka D.:

She studied…

bb:

Rainbowology.

Hucka D.:

She created the mountain. She hired…

bb:

Two people.

Hucka D.:

Michael Too.

bb:

Tin S. Man was a student of history.

Hucka D.:

All knowledge. 2233. That is his knowledge.

bb:

Doesn’t line up. Just like Sesh. Just like Line of Dundee.

Hucka D.:

But it does. For you. And it does. For Wallace3. Tinman freezes up. Scared. Newer DVD players… unfreezes. 3 becomes closer to 2 again. Tinman freezes up. Just a split second.

bb:

Fear. 2233.

Hucka D.:

It is the moment of fear.

bb:

He sees Wallace3?

Hucka D.:

*Yes*.

bb:

Then Wallace3 is scary.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

He was comfortable. He was alone. Studying his history.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Yo.

bb:

It was everything to him.

Hucka D.:

All. All in One.

bb:

Then Wallace3 came… said it was not all.

Hucka D.:

No. He was simply scary. He was Wallace3. Knew Alma. Alma and Ozma are related but not the same. Wallace3 knew Alma and Tin S. Man knew Ozma. But they were not the same.

bb:

But they thought so at first.

Hucka D.:

Yes. You have the green light. Green Oz light.

bb:

I know where the money is. The root of all evil.

Hucka D.:

It’s in the tail. County. Tail.

bb:

*That* scared him.

Hucka D.:

He did not like Wallace being from Houston, no.

bb:

Wallace3 knew of both 2 and 3.

Hucka D.:

Yes. He knew 2 moved to 3 to stop. Stop.

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If…

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If…

Wallace3 is now alone, having trapped the Tin S. Man in a net and making him disappear from site. Sight.

Hucka D.:

Back again. Wallace3.

bb:

I am the Lion.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Scary.

bb:

That’s why I am 3.

Hucka D.:

What is the Lion?

bb:

Sun I suppose.

Hucka D.:

Fear. He instills Fear. King of the Forest.

bb:

But Tin S. Man can still work with him.

Hucka D.:

Only if he respects him as the King.

bb:

Hmmm.

Hucka D.:

He was here in the first place. And he has Rainbowology, the blessing of Lisa of Ft. Wayne. Tin S. Man will see. Tin S. Man will return.

bb:

Not sure about that.

Hucka D.:

He has rainbowology and he is willing to share.

bb:

Well…

Hucka D.:

Yes. Share.

bb:

Wallace3 was here first.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Rainbowology. But didn’t know it. Tin S. Man shows up. Thinks he is working alone thanks to the split screen… then meet. Then part. Then meet again. Rainbowology.

bb:

All he has to do is acknowledge the kingship. And certainly not talk down to him like he doesn’t know about synchronicity already.

Hucka D.:

Yes. He can learn.

bb:

He has earned wrath.

Hucka D.:

No. No wrath.

bb:

Yes. I will burn him.

Hucka D.:

No. No mistakes.

bb:

I will burn everything.

Hucka D.:

You have the gift but you must not misuse it. Lisa will help. Quartz crystals. That’s the reason. Healing. Quartz.

bb:

OK.

Hucka D.:

You are not whole as one. Lisa sent both of you to play off each other. You can do it separately or together. Doesn’t matter as long as you work.

bb:

For her.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

I don’t even know if this person is a man or a woman.

Hucka D.:

Doesn’t matter. Man disguised as woman. Maybe.

bb:

Someone has history issues.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

So… I have the key. But he or she has the issues.

Hucka D.:

You play off the issues. You already know what to do. R-b-ology.

bb:

He is a monster and a liar. Or she.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

Hmmm…

Hucka D.:

Again.

bb:

What happens if he doesn’t come around.

Hucka D.:

As long as you work. You are in parallel. Split but parallel.

bb:

Oh. *I* see. It’s the “dig that hole” part at the beginning. That’s the history key, the history pit.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Now the shoes is on the other feet.

bb:

OK, I see. So if he doesn’t move from 2233…

Hucka D.:

Or she.

bb:

Then the history part could go down a hole. I’ll let him or her worry about that.

Hucka D.:

This is a delicate matter. Lisa has set up both of you. One is logic and valid the other illogical and valid. Just as. Novel. Book. Work. Go. Go!

bb:

Thanks.

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Wealthy Mtn. > Yards Mtn.

Rock cliff just north of the Mossman temple (“Temple Rock”) talked about in the last pictorial post of this blog. Unnamed for now. More later or asap.

Interesting, tiny cave nearby with white powdered rocks inside. This would be to one side of Directional Rock…

… pictured here from the north. I call it Directional Rock because one has a choice of high road and low road beyond it approaching it from the other side. And it’s difficult to switch from one to the other once you’ve locked in a choice.

Another interesting rock in the area, with a teeny weeny cave.

Then we have one shot of logs beside Square Forest from Frank Park…

… before moving back into Herman Park (my fall focus so far) and a picture of the grave of Ol’ Herman himself, the park’s namesake, seen from the back. The attached plate is said to be an extracted code from an entire book — never mind what the plate seems to say on the surface. It’s a code. We’ll call the book Winesap, and it contains exactly two mentions of “herman” within, making it a dis legomenon.

Then we follow with a number of other pictures from the immediate area around this grave:

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Yards Mtn. 02

Another quite interesting rock near Herman’s Grave, and I think I *will* call this one Herman Rock. So you have Herman Rock below Herman’s Grave on one side, and then Munster Rock with the too peculiar lighting bolt shaped quartz vein on the other side (see below), making them sort of framing rocks for the grave in toto. Herman+ Munster = Herman Munster.

Sorry… here’s Herman Rock as a whole, then. I didn’t position the 4 small rocks on that ledge; someone else did. More codes to ponder if not to break?

Now moving to the other side and below the grave: Munster Rock.

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Campfire at the base of the rock.

Closeup of the Lightning Bolt. Since this is quartz again, can it be directly associated with Lisa the Vegetarian? Keep in mind this is not on Wealthy Mtn., however, but neighboring Yards Mtn., that has almost the exact same elevation, though.

Further west and downhill, but still on Yards Mtn. proper, we have this protruding ridge filled with old junk such as bottles, barrels, pots, fencing, tools, and much more. As we shall see, this will most likely become the material for an “art happening” at Wedge in the valley below this and to the north (north side of Yards Mtn.).

Then we move to some pictures within said valley, the first of rock piles closer to the top of the ridge than Wedge…

… and then a shot from Wedge itself: a mossy island in the middle of Wedge’s most central stream flow, as yet unnamed. I would wager a bet that a map of Wedge will be forthcoming.

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Yards Mtn. 03

Continuing with more images from Wedge. 5 Trees just below Wedge or perhaps making up South Wedge. Tilie x 5. Amazing and meaningful. Each of the 5 trees has a spirit? The largest overturned tree is also the lowest. The 5th? Or the first? Akin to Tilie, probably.

A blue and then a purple soda can more in central Wedge. There was an early fight over which color was more important.

A later edition to an area south of Wedge, between Wedge and the road (name of road?). Maybe even yet another rock lineup made by Michael Too, but the possibility is more remote.

Cut sticks in a stack. Perhaps preparation for a camping spot that never materialized, or no clear signs here that I can see.

Interesting rock in the creek that also flows through Wedge just uphill. Name pending. Seems somehow similar to Norris’ Voice Rock for some reason. Maybe about same size and shape.

Another open area beyond the rock pictured above, downhill and to the left of Wedge.

Mushroom from this open area.

Now on the other side of Yards Mtn., we have this nice, large meadow, looking up toward the top of the mountain. Cows graze here. Maybe horses.

Again near the Wedge now, but on the opposite side of the road below it, and on another creek emptying into [ ]. This creek will also figure into the newly developed arm of Herman Park mythology. This depression, I assume, harbours a small pool during rainy periods, but is now devoid of water. It will probably also garner a name eventually.

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3333

The Frank and Herman Einstein! Blog is off and running. An early central story is the play between Tin S. Man and Wallace3. Wallace3 was in Tinsity first. Perhaps when it was called Gold. But he didn’t essentially establish a community there. Tin S. Man and Tinsity came later. Tinsity was a legitimate, incorporated community, established by Tin S. Man. Wallace3 then learned of this city. Quickly. New landmark. Wallace3 made comments to Tin S. Man about his sity…city. Tin S. Man invited Wallace3 to come back to this original homeland of sorts. He had moved away to make money in the tiling business. He exited through SID/Syd. Tin S. Man invited him back. Wallace3 eventually understood that he was invited to make a community now, based on 2 instead of 3. But they had to work at it separately, with barrier tree, for instance, doing the separating in part. Tin S. Man was scared of Wallace3, saw a monster in him. 3333. He was Boone. He was Bone. Wallace3 was an alien from Mos Ainsley, the Moon of Jeogeot (debatable).

Both worked for Lisa the Vegetarian from Fort Wayne. Tin S. Man awaited a new Ft. Wayne experience — ie, he awaited the return of Lisa (Second Coming?). Rainbowology was the key and Wallace3 brought this into the picture, with the blessing of Lisa. She had foreseen all of this. Wallace3 would establish Rainbowology as his domain, after thinking of Rainbow Sid first. But the SID/Syd part had lessened because of the firmation of 3333. Boone; Bone. Upon seeing 3333 Tin S. Man freezes up for a split second (but not in newer DVD players). There is debate over 3333.

Ft. Wayne Lisa establishes rainbowology through Wallace3 and the 3333 firmation. She has made her fortune through quartz, and some say the money has no glass ceiling, no firmation of sorts. She made her father 3d in the Valley of Quartz Brook west of Green Oz where Tin S. Man and Wallace3 began their communities. Wallace3 lived in the Tinsity area when it was merely Gold quote unquote and not incorporated. Wallace3 reads the history of Gold to Tin S. Man. Eventually Tin S. Man gets a little bored, because he’s already established his own sity. Based on history. Based on archetypes from history. Wallace3 then, when moving back, understands the 3333 firmament suggested or created by Lisa of Ft. Wayne. He establishes Rainbowology. 3333.

Tin S. Man:

I have been reading this Baker Blinker Blog, this 2233 worth of posts. It’s uneven, it’s not an incorporated work.

Wallace3:

Maybe not. Maybe it is South. Maybe it is the Confederacy.

Tin S. Man:

I have been reading it in Korean instead of English. It is Korean.

Wallace3:

It is about Jeogeot, true.

Tin S. Man:

You were on the Moon of Jeogeot — Mos Ainsley.

Wallace3:

I am 108. 2E2E.

[INSERT PICTURE]

Tin S. Man:

And later on, as you have told me, we have the starting of the story of us, Tin S. Man and Wallace3. And our Tinsity, because it is ours and not mine or yours now.

Wallace3:

No. It is ours. But mine is Wallace and yours is Tinsity.

Tin S. Man:

No.

Wallace3:

We must ask Lisa, then.

Tin S. Man:

Lisa owns the mountain. She holds key to another Ft. Wayne newspaper breakthrough.

Wallace3:

Rainbowology. Grok it.

Tin S. Man:

I am trying. 3333?

Wallace3:

Don’t freeze up.

Tin S. Man:

I am glad you got rid of SID. Syd.

Wallace3:

He cannot come into this village but remain outside. By orders of Lisa.

Tin S. Man:

Is Lisa Ozma?

Wallace3:

Alma.

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Hucka D.:

That was great guys.

bb:

Thanks. Wallace3 fits me well.

Hucka D.:

Wallace3 tells the story of Jeogeot. From The Moon.

bb:

Wallace3 projects the Baker Blinker Blog onto Tin S. Man. Netting him, in my imagination, like *he* is the monster.

Hucka D.:

He is. She is.

bb:

I have…

Hucka D.:

You have given him back his garmonbozia.

bb:

Well, hmm…

Hucka D.:

The Tinman channels to begin Dark Side of the Rainbow 2 starting at 3. 2/3.

bb:

He’s mad.

Hucka D.:

But then he channels “sun” on top of “heart”. This is sanity. This is completion.

bb:

He’s not there.

Hucka D.:

He *is* there.

bb:

3333?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Split screen now. One complete and one not. Castor and Pollux or Pollution. Too small a space to pop out, like the vesica top of a small submarine.

bb:

So Wallace3 establishes Gold in this area.

Hucka D.:

1997.

bb:

But then he leave.

Hucka D.:

2000.

bb:

Then Tin S. Man comes…

Hucka D.:

2005.

bb:

Wallace3 eventually finds Tin S. Man’s *incorporated community* based on Rainbowology and the decree of Lisa the Vegetarian from Fort Wayne, Indiana.

Hucka D.:

Yes. 2012.

bb:

Then Wallace3 properly establishes his Wallace to complement Tinsity.

Hucka D.:

That’s next. Can you see it?

bb:

Kind of.

Hucka D.:

The focus will be on 3 and not 2 for Wallace. The Sphere. The Singing Sphere. Can you see?

bb:

Again: kind of.

Hucka D.:

And then even another level. 4.0. 4.0.

bb:

A level that might drive one mad.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

—–

New Post

Tin S. Man:

We work in parallel again. Tinsity-Wallace.

Wallace3:

Yes. I understand now.

Tin S. Man:

I have the greatest respect for what you have accomplished.

Wallace3:

That is what I want to hear?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Tell him Wallace3.

Wallace3:

I have a Billfork Agreement to deal with.

Hucka D.:

No. Not that.

Wallace3:

Oh?

Hucka D.:

Tell him about SID’s 1st Oz.

Wallace3:

Well, it’s very complicated. Let’s say you have 4 sticks times 2.

Hucka D.:

No. Tell him how you gave SID up to create Rainbowology. Why you did.

Wallace3:

He did not fit inside.

Hucka D.:

Barrett did not fit inside Pink Floyd after Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun.

Wallace3:

No. Guess he didn’t. 5 back to 4. Gilmour, a former Joker, replaces. Calhoun County.

Hucka D.:

Not happy days any longer. Not Munday or Thursday. Not any day for Barrett. Syd.

Tin S. Man:

We are in tandem.

Wallace3:

To achieve sun-heart melding and make everything in tune[ under the sun], Barrett had to leave. He had black holes in the skies. Dig another one — two eyes. Two black holes.

Tin S. Man:

He saw Rainbowology for one.

Hucka D.:

It drove him mad. I’ve always been mad like most of us are. Hard to explain why you are mad. Even if you’re not mad.

Tin S. Man:

Me. Mad. Then Sun. Heart. God. Not mad. Sun. God. Not mad.

Hucka D.:

You are in tune.

Tin S. Man:

Yes. I am in Oz.

—–

Man again

Wallace3:

So explain to me again Tin S. Man your relationship with Lisa the Vegetarian, the owner of this whole mountain after all.

Tin S. Man:

She is from Ft. Wayne, Indiana. I am looking for her Second Coming.

Wallace3:

Perhaps that is me (!) (pause) What I mean, is that she has given me her blessing. To create Rainbowology. Here.

Tin S. Man:

The 3333 thing.

Wallace3:

Yes… maybe.

Tin S. Man:

My core is history. The quadrangle.

Wallace3:

Yes. That’s fine. I do not want to threaten that or your incorporated community. I just want to establish an incorporated community very nearby. We’ll be neighbors. Friendly neighbors.

Tin S. Man:

What is this sphere?

(Wallace3 pauses again. Wonders who is looking in.)

Wallace3 (cautiously):

Rainbowology.

Tin S. Man:

What has it got to do with Rainbowology, I mean?

Wallace3 (still cautious):

Did I show you a picture of me before… in Jeogeot?

INSERT PICTURE.

Tin S. Man:

I believe so. So… Sphere?

Wallace3:

You see through a lot of my b.s.

Tin S. Man:

Maybe.

Wallace3:

Good we have this Barrier Tree now planted between our 2 communities. I will make clones like you will make clones.

Tin S. Man:

I have clones. I am incorporated.

Wallace3:

And you still work for Lisa the Vegetarian. The first coming.

Tin S. Man:

She told me to create the quadrangle.

Wallace3:

What do you see as DSotR2?

Tin S. Man:

I see DSotR1 and 2 together. Working together. One flawed — refracted in the center like you said — and the other more perfect but more illusive.

Wallace3:

Then what is the problem?! We both see it the same.

Tin S. Man:

I don’t see 3333.

Wallace3:

No, I had to give up 2233 so that I could come here. To 3333.

Tin S. Man:

I am sitting here reading this blog, this Baker Blinker Blog. And I’m seeing South, Gray, Down, Korean, Non-sensical.

Wallace3:

That is where I am from. Down, South, Gray, Korean, Non-sensical. But it makes sense.

Tin S. Man:

How?

Wallace3:

Just like this makes sense. This dialog of ours. (pause) It can be organized. It is a microcosm. Real Life pushed me in and — but — pulled me out. We are here now. In Tinsity Metro Area. 3333. 2233 to 3333. Back.

(Tin S. Man looks around at where he is, his relationship to Wallace standing across from him, the Barrier Tree between.)

Tin S. Man:

You still haven’t answered my question.

—–

Answered My Question Still Haven’t

Tin S. Man:

*Well*?

Wallace3:

So it’s here, Hucka D. that I thought I’d fall down and create this huge explosion, just like in the movie. Film, I mean. Sync… you know. And this is death for the Lion but also rebirth immediately afterwards with the bells and all.

Hucka D.:

You avoid the question by pretending that you are dead.

Wallace3:

I just fall down. In slow motion in the film, perhaps. I become the Lion. 666.

Hucka D.:

Hold on…

Wallace3:

Everything starts to fall apart (after that). Tin S. Man makes inroads on Wallace. Clones on the edge, clamouring.

Hucka D.:

But you’re still dead. Pretend dead.

Wallace3:

I have to make a community there now, no doubt. The Sphere will be the power source. The center of the community and the center of the incorporation status. The domain.

Hucka D.:

And you’re going to stick to the story that this Sphere is Rainbowology itself. Lisa’s Second Coming perhaps.

Wallace3:

Yes. Isn’t it?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Illusive, though.

Wallace3:

The Sphere is perfect so it cannot be damaged or flawed.

Hucka D.:

No. It is from Lisa. Quartz. Gallonz.

Wallace3:

We play off each other, Tin S. Man and I, to create stronger communities there at the heart of Green Oz at the heart of Herman and Frank Parks (Einstein).

Hucka D.:

Lisa created Powerman, then Plastic Man, then, lastly, Tin S. Man. But she had to let Tin S. Man go… beyond the carcasses. Tin S. Man stole the fire from Lisa and became his own self. Quadrangle.

Wallace3:

That was from Lisa.

Hucka D.:

Yes. And why not call yourself baker b. again since you’re out of character. You are, aren’t you?

bb:

Yes. Now.

Hucka D.:

Thank you. That was getting creepy.

bb:

Coming from a 1/2 bee, 1/2 human. Funtastical.

Hucka D.:

And don’t say that anymore either.

bb:

What wrong with… OK, I won’t.

Hucka D.:

Let’s talk of OK and No Man’s Land.

bb:

Super. Fun.. Great, I mean.

Hucka D.:

This is actually a quite legit synchronicity within DSotR2. Specifics, now. Gas does equal mustard gas (reference to “gas” that follows “okay” in song “Money” of DSotR2). Lion covers his face because he smells gas, he smells death. No Man’s Land. War. Death. War. But also the sulfur of the Wizard head.

bb:

Maybe. (pause) I’m going to take a look at that “insect UFO” the Scarecrow sees just before this.

Hucka D.:

Thanks. Bye!

—–

I’m…

… glad we are still friends, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Edna was surprised I was still around in your new blog.

bb:

My blog is your blog.

Hucka D.:

Tin S. Man is rethinking this whole deal.

bb:

DSotR2?

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

Okay.

Hucka D.:

Did you find the secret tunnel yet? I know you have.

bb:

Not sure. Vaguely if so.

Hucka D.:

You will return.

bb:

To Wedge?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Excavate. Like Billfork again. Bring bottles down. Arrange. Your new town.

bb:

Tin S. Man’s story complete?

Hucka D.:

No. Balance must be achieved. Lisa the Vegetarian must experience the Second Coming. Tin S. Man is a rebel.

bb:

I think I’m getting the basic story now. Wallace3 — me kind of — has a magic singing bowl. Maybe 7 of ’em. But esp. 1 — the F Sharp one.

Hucka D.:

You will launch rainbowology in stages. You have already launched stage 1 — 1.0 — the easiest by far. Next is 2.0. Then 3.0. Finally 4.0. All will be known at that time.

—–

“Tin S. Man serves Ozma and Wallace serves Alma, her twin cousin, the one with dark hair instead of blonde hair.”

—–

Tin S. Man:

I will give it another shot. I want to know about… oh, never mind. You’re not going to tell me.

Wallace3:

Not really. That is 3.0.

Tin S. Man (looking at barrier tree between them):

I don’t know what that means. All I care about right now is 2.0.

Wallace3:

3.0 comes before 2.0. But it doesn’t.

Tin S. Man:

Who *are* you?

Wallace3:

I am Wallace3 from the Moon of Jeogeot, and Jeogeot itself. I study that history. I study it through the Baker Blinker Blog. I am 2233. I am 3333. Jeogeot. Wallace3. 108. History. Jeogeot.

Tin S. Man:

How can you be from a virtual reality when you’re standing here in front of me? I can look around. We are in a specific location.

Wallace3:

3333.

Tin S. Man:

What is this county you’re from? Houston?

Wallace3:

It’s just some county. A county that happens to be 2 and 3 together. Like Adams and Jefferson.

Tin S. Man:

What does Nixon have to do with this?

Wallace3:

Oh you’re reading ahead (again)! Not sure yet.

Tin S. Man:

Deception.

Wallace3:

Most likely. Probably.

Tin S. Man:

This hidden tunnel…

Wallace3:

Whatever happened to Lincoln-Johnson-Grant repeated in space/time through Kennedy-Johnson-Nixon. Same event but in two different places. Space doughnut.

Tin S. Man:

I have my incorporated Tinsity, my community.

Wallace3:

Are you stable enough within to understand *my* community? My community that will rise next to yours?

Tin S. Man:

I will have to grow into this understanding.

Wallace3:

You must not be defensive in the end.

Tin S. Man:

No.

Wallace3:

You are now.

Tin S. Man:

No.

Wallace3:

Yes.

Tin S. Man:

Then you are too.

Wallace3:

Maybe. 3333.

Tin S. Man:

No.

Wallace3:

Yes.

Tin S. Man:

2233, then.

Wallace3:

No. You must grow out of that. Beyond that. It is…

Tin S. Man:

Childish?

Wallace3:

Maybe.

Tin S. Man:

I have found something spectacular, something unique, yet you do not wish to understand. You have your own community to run. Yet I have still found it. Don’t you believe me?

Wallace3:

Not sure. Unsure. In your site, you write as though you understand things beyond what you actually can. Your
*incorporation* goes too far still. We haggle over boundaries, then. Where does Tinsity end? Where does Wallace begin?

Tin S. Man:

Maybe.

—–

Wallace3:

It’s like the old Scarecrow-Tinman debates. Whether it is best to have a heart or a brain.

Tin S. Man:

Ummmm, don’t see that.

Wallace3:

Let’s…

Hucka D.:

Let’s look at this together. You have you. You have Tin S. Man. You have me, Hucka D. You have Lisa the Vegetarian. You have… Alma and Ozma.

bb:

Ozma is ruler of Oz. Alma is ruler of Alabama?

Hucka D.:

Yes. Kind of Sorta. Oh…

Alma:

Hi.

Hucka D.:

Hey Alma! Are you ruler of Alabama?

Alma:

Code. Jeogeot.

Wallace3:

*She* sent me here. Hold on…

http://bakerblinker.wordpress.com/2011/09/09/39389/

This is where I am explained perhaps first.

Tin S. Man:

Alright I’ll read it. (pause to read) Alright, first off what’s the Big E?

Wallace3:

The centerpiece of Jeogeot mysticism.

Tin S. Man:

What does that mean?

Wallace3:

I am from Jeogeot. I study its history. It has a unique mysticism. TILE. The Big E is TILE.

Tin S. Man:

Let me read a little further… (pause) Well there’s little Hucka D. showing up. Cheerful as usual.

Hucka D.:

I am!

Tin S. Man:

And there you are — here — for real. An actual bee person, flying in front of me over that swamp over there.

Hucka D.:

That’s Skillet’s Swamp! You know Skillet don’t you?

Tin S. Man:

No.

Hucka D.:

Well he’s your neighbor. Better get use to him!

Tin S. Man:

What kind of neighbor is he? Will he be friendly?

Hucka D.:

Legend has it that he is a monster. But an Olive Branch — and by that I mean a branch as in a stream — was extended to him, connecting him to the Green Oz Creek to your right (Tin S. Man looks to his right at the stream indicated). So that’s where we are now. He is tamed because an Olive Branch was extended toward him. And if you look behind you (Tin S. Man looks around), you’ll see that Olive Branch and Green Oz Creek meet in that area right before Dark Space, or where that rhododendron patch begins — dark inside, see.

Tin S. Man (looking):

Okay. Good to have visuals with the text… words.

Hucka D.:

And that overturned tree root at the conjunction — that’s your castle. There should be two openings — the main one and then the one to the dungeon.

Tin S. Man (laughing now):

I’m way too big to fit inside that.

Hucka D.:

No. You’re the right size.

Tin S. Man:

How?

Hucka D.:

Just go inside and see (!)

Tin S. Man:

Just walk in… that little hole.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Scared?

Tin S. Man:

Um, no.

Hucka D.:

Where’s Wallace3?

Tin S. Man (pointing):

He’s over there. To your, er, left.

Hucka D.: (turning):

I don’t see him.

Tin S. Man:

He’s right there. Wallace3, tell him you’re right there.

(Wallace3 doesn’t answer)

Hucka D.:

Oh yes, there he is. He is away, as they say.

Tin S. Man (guessing):

Jeogeot.

Hucka D.:

Yes!

(to be continued?)

—–

add

“There’s more to Wealthy Mountain than just the Tinsity Metropolitan Area, baker b. There’s Red 7 for one.”

bb:

Thanks for that. I still need lessons in protecting my identity.

Hucka D.:

You’re baker b.

bb:

So, what up with Tinsity, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Wallace3, kind of you, is attempting to establish a separate community in the Tinsity area. He was invited there by Wallace3. Sorry — Tin S. Man.

bb:

Tin S. Man seems to be backing out of this.

Hucka D.:

Not really. He’s just establishing boundaries.

bb:

As I am.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

But to other mysteries of Wealthy Mountain.

Hucka D.:

Red 7 is interesting. Probably not as interesting as Tinsity. The story of.

bb:

Let’s talk to Tin S. Man again.

—–

Wallace3:

Hi Tin S. Man! (waves across barrier tree). What’s cooking?

Tin S. Man (looking at ground):

Do you know there are *bones* here. Cow bones if I’m assuming correctly.

Wallace3:

Yes. I knew.

Hucka Doobie (flying as a giant bee-man now):

I’m trying to get inside the boundaries but can’t. I’m bouncing off the Tinsity limits like there’s some kind of force field around it.

Wallace3:

Spock’s Bones.

Tin S. Man:

Yes. I’m ahead of you now. Feel it.

Wallace3:

I invoke the 3333 spell, then.

Hucka Doobie (still bouncing):

A force field!

Tin S. Man:

I have found something. Digging. Bricks. I will take the bricks now. These tiles.

Wallace3:

Stop. Those are mine!

Tin S. Man:

Hmmm, looks like they’re within my boundaries now.

Hucka Doobie:

I can’t stop bouncing.

Tin S. Man: (maniacal laugh)

—–

bb:

That’s not what really happened.

Hucka D.:

Yes. He’s sealing off the sity.

bb:

What does that mean?

Hucka D. (bouncing bee hand off chin):

Hmm. Hafta think about it. I don’t think Lisa will be happy.

—–

Lisa the Vegetarian:

*I* invoke the 3333 spell.

—–

Here

—–

here

Hucka D.:

He’s in danger of creating a black hole right in the middle of Green Oz!

bb:

I think Lisa V. is going to help us.

Hucka D.:

If he uses those yellow brick tiles to no good purpose…

bb:

What could he do?

Hucka D.:

Create a black hole!

—–

Wallace3 (dejected):

It is the madness. You have to go back to DSotR2.

Hucka Doobie:

*You* have to go back.

Wallace3:

I must finish the job.

Hucka Doobie:

Otherwise… black hole. 2233. There’s no pulling out now. You’re locked in.

—–

Three

—–

three

“Who knew that Tin S. Man was mad.”

Hucka D.:

We’re all mad. ‘Cept he’s in a bad place to get mad. That place has power!

bb:

What did Lisa V. do to that place?

Hucka D.:

She saw ahead. She’s ahead of us.

bb:

Is Tin S. Man possessed?

Hucka D.:

Yes. In a way.

bb:

He’s digging a hole. But he’s *been* digging a hole for a while. That’s the “ahead” part he mentioned.

Hucka D.:

He’s ahead of you. He’s been digging. You saw him in the past, when he first saw the bones. A long time ago. He is Bones.

bb:

He’s digging a Money Pit? (pause) Ah, well. I know he’s hiding something now.

Hucka D.:

Not really. He’s pretty open about it.

bb:

Why are we so fascinated by this Tinsity?

Hucka D.:

It is the power center of Green Oz, of Wealthy Mountain, even. Lisa V. tried to establish a first center in Quartz Brook Valley but failed.

bb:

It seems we must talk of Lisa V. more, then.

Hucka D.:

Yes (!)

bb:

I’ll let Tin S. Man have his Tinsity, his Wallace even.

Hucka D.:

He doesn’t want Wallace.

bb:

It’s like he doesn’t want Wallace, the town I mean, to form.

Hucka D.:

Do *you* want it to form? You came here, to this very location, in 1997 and established an unofficial town. You left the door open for Tin S. Man to come in an create an incorporated town [Tinsity] later on, and he built it around that pit. He found the yellow tile road. *He* then invited you back after learning this was a type of homeland. He wanted you to promote DSotR2. You could not agree on what you were looking at, though. He resumes his digging after determining that you are looking at a similar product but a wrong product still. You are then Wallace3 separate from Tin S. Man, from Tinsity. A force field surrounds his town. But not yours. Not yet. Not ever.

bb:

Wallace can’t coexist with Tinsity, then. In hypertime.

Hucka D.:

Tomorrow or Wednesday you begin working on Wedge. You will have insights. You need to work on this blog. You will take pictures. You will be absorbed in a new blog, beyond the old. Tinsity is Old, South, Confederation, Gray, Below. Tinsity doesn’t have to do it this way. It is seceded.

bb:

For Lisa V. this has all happened before. This is *why* she created 3333.

Hucka D.:

Yes. To protect. You.

bb:

I can’t be near Tinsity. I can’t establish Wallace.

Hucka D.:

Wallace may be too close to the radioactivity.

bb:

Lisa V. sealed off Tinsity.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

I am right on that, then. Radioactivity.

Hucka D.:

Sometimes you dig where the ground is loose, which might mean you’re digging where someone has already dug before.

—–

Munster Rock

http://www.munsters.com/herman_munster.php

Appearance: Size 26C shoe; seven-foot-three frame; one brown eye and one chartreuse; steel bolts neck; green complexion; ears do not match; lantern jaw; five-inch-long, lightning-bolt shaped beauty mark on forehead.

Herman Munster Rock (new, proposed name)…

… situated very close below Herman’s Grave, representing probably largest rock in immediate area. Lightning bolt shape of prominent quartz vein (above) is obvious reference to Herman Munster’s lightning bolt shaped beauty mark on forehead.

—–

“I’m…

… not being totally honest with Tin S. Man, Hucka D.”

Hucka D.:

You mean Wallace3 isn’t. That’s okay. He’s not being totally honest with you. Or she.

bb:

I invoke the 3333 protective circle, then.

Hucka D.:

As you wish.

—–

So Hucka D. went away for a spell and had a couple of drinks at The Gatekeeper before heading away across the land, across the sea, to Kentucky where he was born and his father still lived, so they say. So he says. And the father laughed with him and said his mother was doing well and that she still loved him and loved both of them and he was happy and they exchanged honey recipes and he came back to Wealthy Mtn. to tell me all about his Kentucky visit, because I was still there as Wallace3, with Tin S. Man. So he forgot all about the 3333 protect[or]ate being formed and realized that Tin S. Man was sealed inside Tinsity and we couldn’t get to him now. So we went to Lisa and she said, in hypertime, that this had to occur, this is how it was meant to be, get use to it in the here and now, and to work on rainbowology, *her* rainbowology. So I thought again that Lisa might be Ozma true ruler of Oz even though she said she wasn’t. “Alma?” I asked. “No,” she said again. And that was it; we went away from Lisa and went back to the sealed Tinsity and checked on Tin S. Man and waved to him but he was engrossed in digging that darn hole. The hole I dug so many years ago as well. “How long was it, Hucka D.?” Not here. Okay, so…

—–

Okay so…

… I wanted to ask Hucka D. about the new stream, the unnamed stream (James Henry? Henry James?) and the power point. Not the Wedge but the one across the road from that one, I explained when he showed up. He became very interested when I told him I had been there today and had bypassed simply hiking up the creek again and gone up the ridges to the west and approached the stream further up from that direction. “You can’t do that,” he said, and snickered, another hidden joke. His father would probably get it. I knew that I was scarily close to the edge of the Lost Valley today, and knew I would certainly be lost if I descended into it. Luckily I knew the stream and where I was. If not, I could have been truly lost. I would not be dead now, most likely, but trapped in the woods at night with temperatures in the 30s perhaps would not have been a good situation. I would have survived. Hucka D. snickered again as I told him all this — “Of course we’re not going to let that happen to you,” he said. I asked if Lisa was a part of that “we” he mentioned, and he said yes. I ask him did he have a specific reason for going back to his dad in Kentucky and he said just to visit, nothing more. Nothing at all. Of course he was not telling the full truth. Was he?

—–

Was he?

So we decided to make a pact and go to The Gatekeeper for bee drinks every Thursday. Then Hucka D. remembered that was bowling night with his pals. “Tuesday, then”, I offered. “Okay,” he said, then remembered the “You Too Can Bea a Beetle” on the insect channel came on at 9 on Tuesday, so he had to beg off again. “When *are* you available?” He looked through his appointment book as I secretly wondered if he was the star of the Beetle show. I ask him. He laughed. I said I didn’t believe a show like that existed. He sneered. “You don’t believe a lot of things about me, what I say.” I said yes, and that’s for good reason. He got up off the couch we were sitting on, springs wore out — too much TV watching. We watched ourselves.

—–

“How powerful is this mountain?” “Powerful,” he replied. “You don’t know.” We were watching ourselves again. I had on an orange jumpsuit. Lisa showed up in back. “Ask her,” he said. “Hi Lisa.” I waved. She waved back. On the table in front of us were battle plans. I noticed the unnamed creek. I asked Lisa about it. “That’s [unpronouncable name]”. “What’s that again?” “[Unpronouncable name]”. “Hmm,” I said. “That’s going to have to be shorted.” She said she didn’t recommend Bob. Hucka D. laughed and agreed, saying I like to name everything Bob that I don’t understand well. So I decided to defy them and name the creek Bob. Then I laughed and said I was joking and that I would think of another name, perhaps not quickly but another name still it would be. Hucka D. said “Joe”. Lisa offered “Pete”. “Bing”, I said. “Short for something. Bing.”

—–

Hold on…
“Byng.”