Kingdom of Nova Albion

John Sutter did not complete the payment to the Russians for Fort Ross, and thus I claim it in the name of Harry and Meaghen Markel. This land discovered by a Russian explorer, was called New Albion, as was the land Sir Francis Drake discovered and claimed in the name of Queen Elizabeth.

After five hours of research, I found this alternative history site that came to the same conclusions that I did, but, did not know Harry would remove his family from the influence of the Windsor’s. Harry  carries the DNA of the Romanovs. We are talking about a Russian Romanov Kingdom in California. Alexandra of Prussia was married to Nicholas 1. Was she the source of the Prussian plan to purchase Alta Norte, Northern California? How much land was offered to Sutter that he could not afford?

Alexandra’s cottage could be built at Fort Ross and used as a part time residence for……The King and Queen De Nova Albion? They can live on the top floor. There would be a museum on the bottom floor, and a meeting room. Weddings could be held here.

John Presco

Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh

The husband of Queen Elizabeth II is a grandnephew of the last czarina, Alexandra, as well as a great-great-grandson of Nicholas I. His two-part Romanov connection means that his son Prince Charles and his grandsons, Princes William and Harry, are all Romanov relatives. In 1993, after the unmarked graves believed to contain the remains of Nicholas II, Alexandra and three of their daughters were exhumed, Prince Philip even offered a blood sample to scientists seeking to identify the remains. His mitochondrial DNA matched that of the bodies believed to be those of Alexandra and the three girls, helping to confirm their identity.,_California

At the same time, the Russians were increasingly coming into conflict with the Mexicans and the growing numbers of Americans settling in the region. Disappointed with the commercial potential of the Fort Ross settlement and realizing they had no realistic chance of making a political claim for the region, the Russians decided to sell out. After making unsuccessful attempts to interest both the British and Mexicans in the fort, the Russians finally found a buyer in John Sutter. An American emigrant to California, Sutter bought Fort Ross in 1841 with an unsecured note for $30,000 that he never paid. He cannibalized the fort to provide supplies for his colony in the Sacramento Valley where, seven years later, a chance discovery ignited the California Gold Rush.

This is a thread about New Albion, a tl under development for a British Pacific Northwest and Northern California. The POD is in 1763, when the treaty ending the Seven Years War secures a British claim down to the 36th parallel. As a result of the Spanish Colonial Empire being altered, the Napoleonic Wars are prolonged by two years as the revolt of the Spanish and Portuguese is delayed. The Personal Union of Hanover and the UK is continued, despite Queen Victoria becoming head of state (As a rule, no OTL people can be born after 1800, however I made an exception for Queen Victoria). In the revolutions of 1848, the Prussian monarchy is deposed, making way for a Republican, united Germany (Fredrick IV was born too far after the pod, making reforms unlikely without him). Between 1848 and 1850, Germany is unified except for Hanover, Oldenburg, Hamburg, and Schleswig, as the revolutions did not spread nearly as much to those states. The French Second Republic lasts for years to come, Napoleon III does not exist in this timeline. Being both republican, France and Germany ally. With a massive republican alliance, Britain has no choice but to ally with Austria. The Italian Proxy War fought between 1857 and 1862 was similar to the Italian Unification, except under pressure from Germany and France, Italy only includes Tuscany, Northern Italy, and Trentino. A WW1 happens in this timeline between 1894 and 1904. I have more to write about the timeline, but I will in different posts. The timeline is roughly developed until 1930.

Alexandra Feodorovna (Russian: Алекса́ндра Фёдоровна, IPA: [ɐlʲɪˈksandrə ˈfjɵdərəvnə]), born Princess Charlotte of Prussia (13 July 1798 – 1 November 1860), was Empress of Russia as the wife of Emperor Nicholas I (r. 1825–1855).

Charlotte was the eldest surviving daughter of King Frederick William III of Prussia (r. 1797–1840) and of Queen Louise of Prussia. Her childhood was marked by the Napoleonic wars and by the death (1810) of her mother when Charlotte was just twelve years old.

In 1814 the Russian imperial family arranged her marriage – for political reasons – with Grand Duke Nicholas Pavlovich of Russia,[1] who later became Emperor Nicholas I. The couple married on 1 July 1817. Upon her marriage, Charlotte converted to Russian Orthodoxy, and took the Russian name Alexandra Feodorovna. Ideally matched with her husband,[2] she had a happy marriage that produced a large family; seven of her children survived childhood.

  Official California English
  Other Spanish
Capital: San Jose
Queen Elizabeth II
Prime Minister Xavier Becerra
Population population abt. 60,000,000
Independence from United Kingdom
  Declared December 18,1867
  Recognized December 18,1867
Currency: California Dollar

California is a sovereign nation of Queen Elizabeth II.


The history of California as a country can be traced back to the summer of 1579, when the Golden Hinde, captained by Sir Francis Drake, ran aground north of present-day San Francisco. After repairing the ship, Drake left a garrison of 30 men to establish a colony with the assistance of the local Miwok people. Soon after Drake’s departure, the garrison discovered San Francisco Bay, and began to establish their colony there. However, the bay’s opening was unsuitably narrow for sailing ships, and a second garrison was sent to establish a harbor further south on Monterey Bay.


In 1769, the British empire became far more invested in “New Albion,” as the entire colony was then known, when Spanish troops, led by Gaspar de Portola, attempted to invade Monterey Bay. The Spanish were repelled after a year’s occupation, and a boundary with New Spain was determined at the sixth parallel south of Mt. Diablo.

Regardless of imperial rivalry, Spanish (and later Mexican) interests flourished in New Albion, founding several major cities in the area. This ended, however, with the invasion of the rural mexican land to the south of New Albion, then known as California.

In 1867, New Albion was given executive power and a prime minister, but it wasn’t until 1927 that it was made independent. Relations with America were strengthened in the late 19th century with the successive construction of several transcontinental railroads.


History of the Russian Settlement at Fort Ross, California

For the small group of California natives, that cool, overcast day in March 1812 was a forerunner of massive change. They stood there in astonishment as a large sailing ship came to anchor in the little cove beneath their quiet bluff top settlement. For the next few days, they continued to watch as some twenty-five Russians and eighty Alaskans came ashore, set up a temporary camp, and began building houses and a sturdy wooden stockade – the colony and fortification of Ross.

The Kashaya people assembled to watch the spectacle had no way of knowing that their hunting and gathering lifestyle would be changed forever. These Russians had come to hunt sea otter, to grow wheat and other crops for the Russian settlements in Alaska, and to trade with Spanish California.

In addition, though they were careful not to say so, they came with an eye toward continuing the saga of Russian eastward expansion, a process that had begun some 250 years earlier, in the time of Ivan the Terrible, Russia’s first Tsar.

The presence of Russian fur hunters in the North Pacific induced Spain to occupy Alta California in 1769. For forty years thereafter, development of the province continued on a gradual basis. By 1812, though, San Francisco Bay still marked the northern limit of Spanish settlement.

That summer, while the establishment was being built, Spain, France, Russia, and the other great colonial powers of the day were preoccupied with a major war. Napoleon’s army was deep inside Russia, driving toward Moscow. Great Britain was at war with its upstart ex-colony, the small but restless United States of America. Nobody was ready to block the Russian move. In fact, it was several months before the civil and military leaders of Alta California were even aware of the development at Ross, and by then it was too late. The fort was complete, and though it was made of wood, it was well armed and vigilantly manned.

Russian Movement into the Americas

The first steps toward Russian colonization of California were taken in 1578, when an outlaw band of Cossacks crossed the Ural Mountains and conquered the Tartars of central Russia. After that the lure of furs, riches, and glory continued to propel these early fur hunters and free spirits rapidly eastward. By 1706, they had swept across the whole of Siberia, and occupied the Kamchatka Peninsula, northeast of Japan. The stage was set for further expansion to the east, across the Bering Strait.

Starting in 1742, Russian fur hunters, or “promysloviki,” as they were called, began to leave the mainland to seek furs on and near the many islands to the east. Emel’ian Basov holds the distinction of being the first to leave the Asian mainland to gather furs. He and his crew spent the winter of 1742-43 on Bering Island. Another Russian, Mikhail Nevodchikov, reached Attu (the westernmost Aleutian island) on September 25, 1745, becoming the first of the flood of fur hunters to reach territory that was later to become part of the United States.

The first permanent settlement on Kodiak Island in what is now Alaska was built by Gregor Shelikov in 1784. The organization he put together and led became the Russian-American Company in 1799. That same year, Tsar Paul granted the company a charter that gave it a complete monopoly over all Russian enterprises in North America. In 1806, the company was even granted its own flag, a replica of which is on display in the visitor center at Fort Ross. Following elimination of competition from other fur traders, events moved rapidly in Russian America. Sitka, which the Russians called New Archangel, was founded in 1799 and became the capital of the region in 1804. Large profits began to flow to company shareholders, who included members of the royal family. The operation expanded still further in 1804, when American ship captains began to contract with the Russians for joint ventures, seeking sea otter pelts along the coast of Alta and Baja California.

The man behind this surge of activity in Russian America was Alexander Baranov, an employee of the Russian-American Company since its founding, and a resident of North America since 1791. It was he who developed the system in which native Alaskan hunters traveled south aboard American ships to hunt sea otters along the coast of California. Under Baranov’s leadership, schools were established in the Sitka territory, more equitable treatment was given to the natives, and creature comforts began to replace the harsh realities of frontier life in Russian America.

Early Contact Between the Russians and the Spanish

The first significant contact between the Russians and the Spanish came in April 1806. Nikolai Resanov had arrived in Sitka the previous year as an “imperial inspector and plenipotentiary of the Russian-American Company.” He found the colony on the verge of starvation, and decided to sail southward to Spanish California in hopes of obtaining relief supplies for the beleaguered Alaskan colony. On April 5, he and his scurvy stricken crew passed through the Golden Gate. Rezanov knew that foreign ships were not allowed to trade in California, but he sailed his ship, the Juno, boldly past the Spanish guns at the harbor mouth. For the next six weeks, the Juno lay at anchor in San Francisco Bay while a battle of wits went on between the Russians and the Spanish. The impasse was broken when Rezanov proposed to marry Concepcion Arguello, the teen-age daughter of the Spanish commander at San Francisco. The Juno was soon being loaded with grain for the starving settlement to the north, and on May 21 passed again through the Golden Gate.

Plans for a Russian Settlement on the California Coast

Rezanov brought back two ideas from his venture into Spanish California – the desire to establish permanent trade relations, and the wish to found a trading base on what the Russians referred to as the “New Albion” coast north of Spanish territory. Rezanov convinced Baranov of the value of his ideas, and Baranov sent Ivan Kuskov, a company employee of long standing, on a voyage to locate a site suitable for the planned settlement. Moving southward on the ship Kodiak, Kuskov arrived at Bodega Bay on January 8, 1804, remaining there until late August. He and his party of 40 Russians and 150 Alaskan natives explored the entire region, and brought back more than 2,000 sea otter pelts.

By November 1811, Kuskov was ready to head south again this time to build a colony on the New Albion shore. After arriving at Bodega Bay in early 1812 aboard the Chirikov, he decided that the most suitable location for the colony was the site of a Kashaya Indian village, 18 miles to the north.
The spot was called Meteni by the local Indians. According to one account, the entire area was acquired from the natives for “three blankets, three pairs of breeches, two axes, three hoes, and some beads.”

The land offered a harbor of sorts, plentiful water, good forage, and a nearby supply of wood for the necessary construction. It was also relatively distant from the Spanish, who were to be unwilling neighbors for the next 29 years. The fort was completed in a few weeks, and was formally dedicated on August 13,1812. The name “Ross” is generally considered to be a shortened version of “Rossiya,” the Russia of Tsarist days.

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Watercolor of Fort Ross by Il’ia Voznesenky, 1841

Life at the Ross Colony

The structures were built of redwood using joinery techniques that were typical of maritime carpentry in those days. A wooden palisade surrounded the site, in much the same configuration as seen today. It included two blockhouses, one on the north corner and one to the south, complete with cannons that could command the entire area. The Russian-American Company flag, with its double-headed eagle, flew over the stockade.

The interior of the stockade contained the two story house of the manager, the officials’ quarters, barracks for the Russian employees, and various storehouses as well as lesser structures The chapel was added in 1824. A well in the center provided the colonists with water. Outside the walls were the homes of company laborers, a native Alaskan village, and the dwellings of the local native Americans, whom we refer to today as the Kashaya Pomo.

In the early years, life at the colony under Kuskov revolved around the hunting of sea otter whose pelts were extraordinarily valuable in the China trade. Most of the hunting was done by Kodiak islanders in the service of the company. They would go out in their bidarkas (hunting kayaks), and use the atlatl (a throwing board for darts). These hunters and their families had their own village just west of the stockade, on the bluff above the ocean The Alaskans and their Russian overseers ranged the coast from Baja California to Oregon, in search of marine mammals. Only a small number of Russians actually lived at Ross, and very few Russian women (usually wives of officials) lived there. However, inter-marriage between Russians and the natives of Alaska and California was commonplace. Natives and people of mixed ancestry as well as lower-ranking company men lived in a village complex of some 60 to 70 buildings that gradually grew up outside the stockade walls.

By 1820, extensive sea otter hunting had depleted the otter population to such a degree that agriculture and stock raising became the main occupation of the colony. The company’s Alaskan outposts still needed supplies, but try as the might, the Russian colony in Northern California never fulfilled their agricultural goals. Coastal fog, gophers, mice and lack of genuine interest on the part of men who thought of themselves primarily as hunters all combined to thwart the agricultural effort. Ranches and farms were established at inland sites – at Willow Creek on the “Slavyanka” (now known as the Russian River), and near the towns of Bodega and Graton – but still, the colonists could not produce enough to make a profit.

The Russians Leave

In 1839, the Russian-American Company signed an agreement with the Hudson Bay Company to supply Sitka with provisions from its settlements in present-day Washington and Oregon. Soon afterward, the Russian-American Company decided to abandon the Ross Colony. First, they tried to sell it to the Mexican government. When that failed, they approached Mariano Vallejo and others. In December 1841, they reached an agreement with John Sutter of Sutter’s Fort in the Sacramento Valley. Within a few months, the Russians were gone. Sutter sent his trusted assistant, John Bidwell, to Fort Ross to gather up the arms, ammunition, hardware, and other valuables, including herds of cattle, sheep, and other animals, and transport them to Sutter’s Fort in the Sacramento Valley. Thereafter, the buildings at Fort Ross that were not dismantled and removed by Sutter were used for a variety of purposes by successive owners. In 1873, the area was acquired by George W. Call, who established the 15,000 acre Call Ranch.

The Call family continued to hold the property until 1903, when the fort and about three acres of land were purchased by the California Historical Landmarks Committee. In March 1906, the site was turned over to the State of California for preservation and restoration as a state historic monument. Since then, more acreage has been acquired (a total of 3,277 acres as of 1992) to preserve the site of the old Russian establishment and some of its surrounding environment. Extensive restoration and reconstruction work has been carried out by the California Department of Parks and Recreation, so that today you can again see Fort Ross somewhat as it looked when the Russians were here.

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The New Nation of Helvetia

On this day, January 24, 2020, at 3:00 A.M. I John Presco, Re-found the Nation of Helvetia, that was founded by John Augustus Sutter, who honored the place of his Ancestors – Switzerland!

To become a Citizen of New Helvetia, that encompasses the boundaries of California, one must be a registered Democrat. As a Democrat you will be able to buy stock in New Helvetia. One will get a low interest credit card, and low interest home loans and college education.  There will be Rent Control and the building of low cost housing.  Senior and Homeless Communal Living will be encouraged, and will play a big role in our International Bank and Investment Enterprise that will make our Cities beautiful again.

This morning I studied the ideas for California seceding from the Union. this State’s fabulous economy was cited, and the truth the Democrats need the Cal-Vote to win National elections. It is my belief Trump is using the evangelicals that took over John Fremont’s Republican Party, as a private investment club.  His speech at a Prosperity Gospel church, his coming speech at a Pro-life church, and his threat to make cuts in Social Security Disability, is aimed at swing voters and Christians who may be registered Democrats.  Never before has an organized religion got so involved in our National Economy. This is superstitious politics mixed with a voo-doo church. Christianity has always been a International Religion. Jesus did not support Nationalism.

Millions of Americans need a powerful haven where they can practice normal economics. New Helvetia is a Cyber-Bank-Nation that will be a collective of Guilds free of church-politics and demi-gods.  I suspect John Fremont and Sutter had united their desire to form a New Nation in the West. I would like to believe Alexander von Humboldt was on board. His ideas may save the World Environment. New Helvatia will have real economic clout.

It is my goal to create a Powerful Nation of Democrats who will trump the ambitions of a Liar and Mad Man, reestablish Diplomatic ties with our Allies, and sign Sane Economic Treaties. We will concentrate on helping our neighbors, the farmers and ranchers in the red states. Peace!

My suspected ancestors belonged to two Swiss Guilds. John would bless this continuation of his dream.

John Presco

President; NSBC

Copyright 2020

John Augustus Sutter


At one time the absolute ruler of what amounted to a private kingdom along the Sacramento River, John Sutter saw his immense wealth and power overrun in the world’s rush to pick California clean of gold.

Sutter was born John Augustus Sutter in Baden, Germany, though his parents had originally come from Switzerland, a lineage of which he was especially proud. In 1834, faced with impossible debt, he decided to try his fortunes in America and, leaving his family in a brother’s care, set sail for New York. There he decided that the West offered him the best opportunity for success, and he moved to Missouri, where for three years he operated as a trader on the Santa Fe Trail.

By 1838, Sutter had determined that Mexican California held the promise of fulfilling his ambitious dreams, and he set off along the Oregon Trail, arriving at Fort Vancouver, near present-day Portland, Oregon, in hopes of finding a ship that would take him to San Francisco Bay. His journey involved detours to the Hawaiian Islands and to a Russian colony at Sitka, Alaska, but Sutter made the most of his wanderings by trading advantageously along the way. When he finally arrived in California in 1839, Sutter met first with the provincial governor in Monterey and secured permission to establish a settlement east of San Francisco (then called Yerba Buena) along the Sacramento River, in an area then occupied only by Indians.

Sutter was granted nearly fifty thousand acres and authorized “to represent in the Establishment of New Helvetia [Sutter’s Swiss-inspired name for his colony] all the laws of the country, to function as political authority and dispenser of justice, in order to prevent the robberies commited by adventurers from the United States, to stop the invasion of savage Indians and the hunting and trapping by companies from the Columbia.” In other words, Sutter was to serve the California authorities as a bulwark against the assorted threats pressing in on them from American-controlled territories to the north and east.

Ironically, as headquarters for his domain, Sutter chose a site on what he named the American River, at its junction with the Sacramento River and near the site of present-day Sacramento. Here, with the help of laborers he had brought with him from Hawaii, he built Sutter’s Fort, a massive adobe structure with walls eighteen feet high and three feet thick. Two years later, in 1841, Sutter expanded his settlement when the Russians abandoned Fort Ross, their outpost north of San Francisco, and offered to sell it to him for thirty thousand dollars. Paying with a note he never honored, Sutter practically dismantled the fort and moved its equipment, livestock and buildings to the Sacramento Valley.

Within just a few years, Sutter had achieved the grand-scale success he long dreamed of: acres of grain, a ten-acre orchard, a herd of thirteen thousand cattle, even two acres of Castile roses. His son came to share in his prosperity in 1844, and the rest of his family soon followed. At the same time, during these years Sutter’s Fort became a regular stop for the increasing number of Americans venturing into California, several of whom Sutter employed. Besides providing him with a profitable source of trade, this steady flow of immigrants provided Sutter with a network of relationships that offered some political protection when the United States seized control of California in 1846, at the outbreak of the Mexican War.

Barely a week before the war’s end, however, there occurred a chance event that would destroy all John Sutter’s achievements and yet at the same time link his name forever to one of the highpoints of American history. On the morning of January 24, 1848, a carpenter named James Marshall, who was building a sawmill for Sutter upstream on the American River near Coloma, looked into the mill’s tailrace to check that it was clear of silt and debris and saw at the water’s bottom nuggets of gold. Marshall took his discovery to Sutter, who consulted an encyclopedia to confirm it and then tried to pledge all his employees to secrecy. But within a few months, word had reached San Francisco and the gold rush was on.

Suddenly all of Sutter’s workmen abandoned him to seek their fortune in the gold fields. Squatters swarmed over his land, destroying crops and butchering his herds. “There is a saying that men will steal everything but a milestone and a millstone,” Sutter later recalled; “They stole my millstones.” By 1852, New Helvetia had been devastated and Sutter was bankrupt. He spent the rest of his life seeking compensation for his losses from the state and federal governments, and died disappointed on a trip to Washington, D.C. in 1880.

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The New Swiss Bank Card

A month before Obama was elected for the first time, I presented my idea for my Bohemian Bank. I had three partners who never could grasp what my idea was. I had a Fool’s Gold Card, that would get you a %10 percent discount in a store that put the image of The Fool in their window.

“We are Fool Friendly! Come on in!”

I told my partners The Fool represents The Bohemian, and, there were Bohemian Hot Spots – all over the world! They did not get how they would get a bunch of cash – NOW! They needed MONEY – NOW! I told them there is no money – now! My partners turned on me! If WE had done this, we would be millionaires.

Let me try again. I proudly introduce my idea for ‘The New Swiss Bank Card’ that will get you %10 percent off in stores carrying the New Swiss sign in the window. How do you get a Swiss Bank Card? On college campuses all over the world, a booth will be set up, with this sign…..


One is bid to raise their right hand and swear an oath to New Switzerland. No name is recorded. You will be asked if oath-taking is contrary to your religion. On the back of a card is the url of the site that explains the new nation of Switzerland. Where is it?

If we see many people are using our card, then we will come out with Gift Cards in supermarkets. One card will have the image of Good King Weneslaus on it. It comes with a $5.00 credit, but you can add more. You give this card to a homeless and/or hungry person, but not if they ask for a card or cash. On the back of the card it says;

“No begging!”

This card entitles one to a %10 percent discount on all things by alcohol and tobacco.  One has an option to donate to a general fund that helps the homeless. If you collect a hundred spent cards, you get $50.00 free gas!

In time, The New Swiss Bank Card will be the biggest Charity Organization in the World. The NSBC will cut out all those fake middle people who TAKE CREDIT they don’t deserve. You will get ALL THE CREDIT!

John Presco

Copyright 2020

President: NSBC

Here is the Haymarket, Lincoln Nebraska’s Bohemian Hot Spot.

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The Bohemian Brand Is Dead

Does anyone care if I make it perfectly clear why I opposed The Alleybelle Gang. No! Helping the homeless was the idea of OCCUPY. Foolishly they thought they could seize the Moral High Ground by championing the obvious victims of the rich. Wrong! There exist a traditional group that was already doing this – for centuries – THE BOHEMIANS! Having no talent, or, knowledge of art and literature, they set out to destroy the Bohemians, and replace them with – THEMSELVES! Well, who the fuck are they? You are not allowed to know. We were taught to speak as one voice at the second OCCUPY so we can be weened of the idea we need leaders, such as Ken Kesey. I tried to warn the Nameless and Faceless one, the Christina-right were putting their candidates next to Jesus, who looks like a poor Bohemian, but, He’s God! Everybody  know who God is! If God is next to Trump, God must bless him!

What hit me, the great lengths Human Rights Overseers have gone to give MORE human rights to the homeless, while taking these rights away from those who have homes! Why! Human Rights don’t keep the rain out, or, keep the homeless warm – and fed! But, it looks good, especially for the Do Gooders on the Human Rights Board. The homeless deserve the Best Truth possible. This is their reward for being homeless. If you disagree, you will be terrorized – and shunned by your peers – because they aren’ looking for trouble, or a real cause! Last night, I put it to an old friend who champions black people in our area.

“Why hasn’t one of your cool black friends run for office – instead of Sean Kenneth Dwyer?”

The answer is, no one wanted to look like a BIG LOSER, look like a POOR BOHEMIAN who is not winning the long battle against THE ENEMY! Who is the enemy? I would say half of the people who claim they are cool, will not vote! Why? They don’t want to look like losers – to themselves! You can’t lose, if you don’t vote! Will God come out a winner because of the millions of vote he will be getting? NO!

John Presco

The Horses’ Mouth and Newspaper Sanctuary

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If Ali Emami had not reacted to the rumor Ken Kesey Square would be sold to a developer, it would be a done deal. The SLEEPS anarchists would have seized the day.

“Ali Emami, owner of the two buildings that have common walls with the plaza, says that when he heard rumors the public space might be sold and developed into apartments, he came before the Eugene City Council last week to again renew his offer to open up the walls of the buildings and make the space more inviting.I am going to make some proposals for what to do with Ken Kesey Square”

How about a Newspaper Museum and Reader’s Sanctuary?

“Ken Kesey is our George Washington,” said Jennifer Barnes, a self-described modern-day Merry Prankster. “He’s our culture, our history.”

Here is a video about my and Michael’s efforts to save the cottage that Ken lived in while attending the UofO.

Augustus John was the inspiration for the artist Gulley Jimson, in ‘The Horses’ Mouth’. Gulley is in search of the perfect wall for his mural. Joaquin Miller is our Washington. He earned an estimated $3,000 working as a Pony Express rider, and used the money to move to Oregon. With the help of his friend, Senator Joseph Lane, he became editor of the Democratic Register in Eugene. a role he held from March 15 to September 20, 1862. Here is Miller’s daughter.

George Miller platted the City of Florence and Fairmont. He designed a flying machine. Ali Emami’s plan to knock down walls to save the square is right out of ‘The Horses’ Mouth’. This is high drama already in progress! Above is a photo of Augustus John with James Joyce. Get rid of the One Hook Town to hang your hat. We need a Jimson reader, there, confronting passer-byes! We only got one horse on our merry-go-round. Enough! Here’s Miller with George Sterling the co-founder of the Bohemian Club and Carmel. We can reprint old copies of ‘The Augur’.

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My friends and I in Oakland were doing Miller before we heard of Kesey. You got to get over the idea folks are trying to do Ken – and move on!

The Eugene Augur was a local countercultural underground newspaper published in Eugene, Oregon, United States, from 1969 to 1974. Starting with its first issue dated October 14, 1969, the Augur, produced by a cooperative of left-wing political activists aligned with the antiwar movement, appeared twice a month, offering up a mix of New Left politics and acid rock counterculture to an audience of students, hippies, radicals and disaffected working class youth in the Eugene area. The paper’s coverage ranged from antiwar demonstrations, exposing local narcotics agents, and rock festivals, to the growth of backwoods communes in Southern Oregon and the annual Oregon Renaissance Faire.[1] In August 1972, the paper cut publication to a monthly schedule. Staffers included Peter Jensen and Jim Redden, son of a prominent Oregon politician and later a reporter for the Portland Tribune.[2][3]

“I know a chap, a friend of mine, who used to paint girls for magazine covers. The best class of girls, eleven feet high with eyes as big as eggs. Well one morning he put on his best suit, called a taxi and drove to the Tower Bridge, where he tied his legs together, put ten pounds of lead in each pocket, took a pint of poison, cut his throat, shot himself through the head and jumped over the parapet. They saw through this job at once, picked him out, pumped him out, sewed him up, plugged him up, and had him back to work in six weeks.—Gulley Jimson in “The Horse’s Mouth” by Joyce Cary.

“Ali Emami, owner of the two buildings that have common walls with the plaza, says that when he heard rumors the public space might be sold and developed into apartments, he came before the Eugene City Council last week to again renew his offer to open up the walls of the buildings and make the space more inviting.

The square, also known as Broadway Plaza, is home to food carts, public art and periodic gatherings, but it also garners complaints about the unhoused youth and travelers who hang out there. A frequent criticism of the space is the tall brick walls on the south and east sides of the square that close it in.”

I see the whole square famed in durable glass that can be touched and read on the outside. One can read the job listings, or, search the internet. One pays $2.00 dollars admission and gets a paper. Seniors and the physically disabled get in for free. I see a man dressed like Joaquin pointing to his brothers flying machine suspended from the ceiling. Children are allowed to touch the old printing presses.

Jon Presco

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George J. Buys and A. Eltzroth purchased the paper in December 1869, and six months later bought out Eltzroth.[6] Buys sold the paper eight years later to John R. and Ira Campbell, who would remain owners for 30 years.[6] In 1890, the Eugene Guard became a daily newspaper.[6]

Elizabeth Maude “Lischen” or “Lizzie” Cogswell married George Miller. Lizzie was the foremost literary woman in Oregon. On Feb. 6, 1897, Idaho Cogswell, married Feb. 6, 1897, Ira L. Campbell, who was editor, publisher and co-owner (with his brother John) of the Daily Eugene Guard newspaper. The Campbell Center is named after Ira.

The Wedding of John Cogswell to Mary Frances Gay, was the first recorded in Lane County where I registered my newspaper, Royal Rosamond Press. Idaho Campbell was a charter member of the Fortnightly Club that raised funds for the first Eugene Library.

George Melvin Miller was a frequent visitor to ‘The Hights’ his brothers visionary utopia where gathered famous artists and writers in the hills above my great grandfather’s farm. The Miller brothers promoted Arts and Literature, as well as Civic Celebrations. Joaquin’s contact with the Pre-Raphaelites in England, lent credence to the notion that George and Joaquin were Oregon’s Cultural Shamans, verses, he-men with big saw cutting down trees.

George Melvin Miller was titled ‘The Prophet of Lane County’. Lane County was named after Joseph Lane who ran with John Breckenridge for the White House.

He is said to have been the model for the bohemian painter depicted in Joyce Cary‘s novel The Horse’s Mouth, which was later made into a 1958 film of the same name with Alec Guinness in the lead role.

John was known as a colourful personality who adopted an individualistic and bohemian lifestyle. Intrigued by gypsy culture and the Romany language, he spent periods traveling with gypsy caravans over Wales, Ireland, and Dorset. He based much of his work on these experiences, such as the painting Encampment on Dartmoor (1906). John was more modern in his approach to landscape painting, as seen in the bright palette and loose brushwork of paintings such as Llyn Trewereyn (1911–12) and The Little Railway, Martigues (1928).

The Wildest of the Wild West is Coming
The next phase in local content, journalism and advertising will be the most innovative and dynamic since the transition from town crier to printed word. Meeker also explains that there is a $30 billion opportunity transferring to online and mobile.

Adventures in new models began with Microsoft’s Sidewalk that was launched in 1997 and was later sold to Citysearch. As the San Francisco Examiner wrote in 1997, “In city after city, including San Francisco, Microsoft has wheeled out an expensive slickly-packaged Internet entertainment guide called Sidewalk, closely watched by nervous newspaper executives worried that the new Web sites would divert advertising dollars once earmarked exclusively for print.”

Microsoft’s CEO Steve Ballmer later lamented selling off Sidewalk. The recreation of the local content, newspaper-based advertising model has been in transition for almost two decades, but now we know that legacy media has recognized the fate of newspapers and their Web properties.

Opportunity in the post-newspaper world is endless — the next local content models will have the potential to create a new and deeper relationship with consumers. With the average smartphone user touching their phone 125 times per day, content producers can create endless ways to provide high-value content, experiences and opportunities to monetize.



A proposal to level the public park that hosts a bronze statue of Ken Kesey, best known for his novels ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’ and ‘Sometimes a Great Notion,’ has rankled supporters in Eugene, Ore. Photo: Alamy

EUGENE, Ore.—This isn’t the kind of high-rise Ken Kesey had in mind.

Real-estate developers in this city of 159,000 people nestled in the hills of western Oregon have proposed building an apartment complex they say will help lure well-educated technology workers and boost the economy.

The problem: To do it, they want to level the public park that hosts a bronze statue of Mr. Kesey, the 1960s-era writer and Merry Prankster who died in 2001 but remains one of Eugene’s most famous cultural exports.

The plan has rankled supporters of Mr. Kesey, best known for his novels “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” and “Sometimes a Great Notion” and for the LSD-fueled antics depicted in Tom Wolfe’s 1968 book “The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test.”

On a recent rainy afternoon here, Mr. Kesey’s son, Zane, visited the plaza wearing a peace sign painted on his face. He admired the life-size statue of his father.

“Building a high-rise over a groovy section of town just doesn’t feel like the first Eugenian answer,” he said.

The Eugene City Council plans to hear proposals until Jan. 15 and may schedule a vote soon after. The question before them: Whether to keep intact the 80-foot-by-55-foot parcel of city land or modify an area that has become a city landmark.

“It’s been a lively discussion,” said Eugene’s mayor, Kitty Piercy.

The battle echoes tension felt in many cities along Interstate 5, she said. Eugene is experiencing a micro version of a culture clash that already has played out in Seattle and San Francisco. As tech companies proliferate, local populations and cultural institutions are starting to get squeezed out.

“Technology brings jobs and an energy to our city,” said Ms. Piercy, who so far has declined to back any plan for the statue or plaza. “But what we don’t want to happen is what’s happened in Portland, Seattle and San Francisco where we’re pricing everything out of range for middle- or lower-income people.”

At a recent public forum focused on the property, more than 100 people crowded into a windowless room to discuss different plans, including city council member, Betty Taylor, a former English teacher who opposes the apartment plan.

“Cities need places for people to gather,” she said.

The property is the site of neighborhood gatherings, such as concerts, outdoor movie screenings and friendly bouts of dodgeball. But it also has become a hotbed of crime and panhandling by a homeless population that has dwelled in the area for years.

Even the name can’t be agreed upon. It is called Kesey Square by those in favor of keeping the lot a public space and Broadway Plaza by those favoring the apartment building.

“It’s a failed public space,” said Greg Brokaw, a principal and managing partner with Rowell Brokaw, an architecture firm located across the street from the plaza behind one of the most talked-about proposals.

Under Mr. Brokaw’s proposal, which has been presented to Eugene’s city council and won the backing of the Eugene Chamber of Commerce, developers would acquire the land from the city at market value and construct 35 to 40 apartments atop a cafeteria-style eatery. The statue of Mr. Kesey would be moved to a smaller area on the corner, still accessible 24 hours a day.

The building, pending city council approval, would benefit from a 10-year tax exemption designed to stimulate growth in Eugene’s long anemic downtown area. The tax credits, Mr. Brokaw said, are the “difference between [his proposal] being a pipe dream and actually happening.”

At least one Kesey family member, Faye, the author’s widow, has supported Mr. Brokaw’s plan, as long as the statue remains open to the public. “It’s up to the city and everyone else to decide what’s going to happen, but I would like to see the statue preserved and in a place where the public can view it,” she said.

Among the most vocal opponents of the apartment proposals is Ali Emami, owner of the buildings on either side of the corner plaza. One is occupied by his Persian rug store, the other he rents out to a doughnut shop. Mr. Emami, a longtime fan of Mr. Kesey’s work, said he felt “blindsided” by the proposal and has petitioned the city to keep the space and statue intact.

Backing Mr. Emami are several prominent members of the Occupy Eugene movement and hundreds of literature buffs and locals, who have flocked to Facebook FB -0.60 % groups, such as “Save Kesey Square.”

On a recent afternoon many of the advocates for keeping the plaza gathered around the statue. The smell of marijuana, now legal in the state, hung in the air, while rock music blared from a small speaker on a man’s tandem bicycle. A man in a tattered jacket lay down at a nearby planter, some college kids en route to a Starbucks SBUX -0.11 % diagonally across the street, strolled by.

“Ken Kesey is our George Washington,” said Jennifer Barnes, a self-described modern-day Merry Prankster. “He’s our culture, our history.”

Another downtown denizen, Tony Cipolle, said he was concerned about gentrification, and pointed to a large housing complex down the street that is a popular option for college students. Building apartments in the plaza “is a slap to Oregon,” he said. “Eugene is not Fresno, bro.”

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The clock may be ticking for the unique bit of open space in Eugene’s downtown that is Kesey Square. But Ali Emami, owner of the two buildings that have common walls with the plaza, says that when he heard rumors the public space might be sold and developed into apartments, he came before the Eugene City Council last week to again renew his offer to open up the walls of the buildings and make the space more inviting.

The square, also known as Broadway Plaza, is home to food carts, public art and periodic gatherings, but it also garners complaints about the unhoused youth and travelers who hang out there. A frequent criticism of the space is the tall brick walls on the south and east sides of the square that close it in.

Councilor Betty Taylor tells EW she is hearing that the square “will be sold to developers,” and while she can’t substantiate those rumors, “I can say that I think it would be a huge mistake.”

The Eugene City Council met in an executive session on Monday, Oct. 12. Under Oregon law, government officials can meet in executive session instead of in an open meeting for certain set reasons and if the reason is generally stated. City staff did not return EW’s requests for confirmation that the session discussed selling Kesey Square before press time; however, the stated reason was to “negotiate real property transactions and to consult with counsel concerning the legal rights and duties of a public body with regard to current litigation or litigation likely to be filed.”

According to the Oregon Department of Justice, “A governing body meeting in executive session must return to public session before taking final action.”

Emami, who is also an instructor of finance at the UO, says he first made his offer to open up the walls of the buildings that currently house Voodoo Doughnuts and Northwest Persian Rugs and Imports back in 1995. He renewed his offer in 2004, but, he says, the city told him if it was done, it would be revocable. He pointed out that might result in his spending thousands of dollars, only to have the work undone. He says he’s still willing to make the changes to keep the property public and make it more usable.

In the last six weeks, Kesey Square has been the site of a Eugene Education Association “Better Oregon” campaign kickoff, performances during First Friday ArtWalk, an emergency preparedness fair, tabling for the Walk to End Alzheimer’s and frequent appearances of the Oregon Duck mascot before home football games.

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Belle’s Blue Bathrobe

The Royal Janitor


John Presco

Copyright 2020

“You appear to know a lot about the Kabuki Theatre.” Victoria probed after the John Von John’s rundown on the never-ending Plight of the Homeless.

“Your’re kidding me. You don’t know about my Kabuki play ‘Belle’s Blue Bathrobe’?”


“You must see it! We have to get up at 5:00 A.M. just before the crack of dawn. My masterpiece is perform outdoors during the summer, and is sold out for five years. As producer and author I can get you front row seats.


Ken Kesey Square. Blue floodlights bath the square in a eerie glow. A yellow light appears in the window of the cardboard hut tucked away in the corner. This is the signal for the She-Things to stir, and their Devil Dogs, that huddle around the statue of The Happy Prince. There is barking as a dark figure appears pushing a blue bicycle. The Devil Dogs grow as the hunched figure goes to Belle’s shack. There is faint words exchanged. The old hag slinks away without the bicycle. Belle emerges in a blue bathrobe. The She-Things gasp. The Huddled Ones paw at her as she light the Sacred Morning Fire that only she has permission to light.

“Where did you get that bathrobe? And, is that your blue bicycle?”

“Yes! I am so happy to have it. Now I can deliver my Seeds of Happiness to more Good Luck Camps of the Hopeful Homeless! All I got to do is pose nude for the Evil Landlord on the hill. This is why he gave me this bathrobe. He wants to see me disrobe!”

Starfish hissed as she beheld the castle façade nailed to the roof, there one yellow light burning in a window. You could feel the terrible lust of The Lord of Plenty who now is only generous when he wants something in return, their Beautiful Blue Belle.

As they warmed their hands at the fire, the ritual of giving themselves a new name began. It was best to engage in doing this, then give into the truth there was nothing that could be done. Since the death of the Happy Prince and his beloved family, kindness and generosity, had been vanquished.

“What about…..Anarchists Against Gentrification….AAG!?”

To been continued.

New Homeless Group Calls for Councilor Emily Semple’s Resignation


How Was OCCUPY T.V. Funded?

After a fight and death at the OCCUPY camp, the elected People of Eugene shut it down. I found a T.V. show where Alley Valkyrie and her lover, John Monroe, go after a Councilman for not approving of fire barrels at the camp for warmth.

Members of the Occupy Eugene movement carry their belongs out of the Washington Jefferson Park last week after the city closed the area.

EUGENE (AP) — The city is building a fence at the home of a city council member who opposed the Occupy Eugene encampment after demonstrators on his lawn, including some topless women, unnerved a family with two young children who were out viewing Christmas lights. The nighttime demonstrations in front of George Poling’s home also appalled neighbors.

. Poling was one of three council members who consistently voted against allowing the Occupy protesters to camp in city parks, but some participants singled him out for opposing fires at the camp.

On Christmas night, a group of 15 to 20 people erected tents on Poling’s lawn. Four were arrested on trespassing charges. Four nights later, five masked women stood on the sidewalk in front of his house with a gong and had letters written on their chests spelling out the word “truth.” No arrests were made.

Police are keeping a watch on Poling’s house, and both Poling and the city have paid for unspecified security measures. Last week, a 6-foot-tall chain link fence was placed in front of Poling’s home at city expense, and on Wednesday, workers began replacing the fence with a permanent wrought iron fence.

“It’s not just about me,” Poling said. “It’s about my wife who has had to put up with this. It’s about this family whose children were traumatized by what they saw.”

The council disbanded the Occupy camp after a fight broke out there, leading to the death of one man. It led to the protests outside Poling’s house.

Here are my neighbors harassing me – after I told them I called the police. Kim Haffner invoked the names of three members of OCCUPY. Not writer has ever undergone such a ruthless onslaught, aimed at destroying me, hurting my reputation, and wiping out my history. I am going to try to get Kin Haffner evicted because she poses a danger to me,  These women are MONSTERS! They wrote messages on their bare chest and stood in front of a elected officials house – who has terrified children inside! These evil witches tell their victims that all descent boundaries will be broken. This is a HOME INVASION!

When Kim Haffner and I were friends, I told her I was being harassed by OCCUPY.  She read this threat. When she thought I rejected her because she weighs 500 pounds, she employed our neighbors – TO GET ME! She employed my tormenters I called the FBI on. I talked to the FBI about the Haffner gang. They will get an update about poor Polings, who was subjected to sexual abuse – because he was a man!

“I’m going to make this very simple for you. I don’t know if you know who I am, but I sure as hell know who you are, and when you fuck with my friends, you fuck with me. Stop writing about Belle or I am going to make your life very difficult. I mean it. If I see one more word about her on your blog, your FB, or anywhere else, I will make sure that you experience all the fear and discomfort that she is experiencing right now. And no, this isn’t a physical threat, so don’t try to play victim. Frankly, I encourage you to contact EPD, as they already know all about you. I will not do anything illegal, but mark my word you will regret it if you write one more word about her. I will make sure that the entire community knows exactly how much of a sick fuck you are. Your picture, your name, and “samples” of your writing will be posted on every bulletin board in town. There will not be a single person in the Eugene/Springfield area who won’t know that you’re a sick stalker who won’t leave a stalker who won’t leave a young girl alone. Cut it out. Now. This is your first, last, and only warning.”

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The Bum’s Rush

Eugene’s City Councilperson is being given the Bum’s Rush. Going to her favorite resturant, she can not ignore the very charismatic woman raging with a Russian accent. Is this another street-crazy? Little did she know this was by far the craziest person that ever came inside her city limits. And now she was waving around a bottle of beer that got her very drunk, she on the verge of telling everyone;

“I have killed men! Plenty of men! I dispatched a case of men – to hell! You have no idea who you are fucking with!”

The Councilperson chortled to herself.

“Right! One beer, and she’s ready for a straight jacket”.

Raising her fork to her mouth, she sees Starfish whip her head and is looking dead at her.

“You have five seconds!”

The Council Lady ran out the door, and was tackled by the waiter for skipping out on her bill. This is how things go in Eugene, these days.

“Officers initially responded at 3:22 p.m. January 18 to investigate a report of a theft at the store, according to police.

Upon arrival, officers were told of a separate incident involving a man who had been in a verbal altercation at the shop and had thrown a beer down inside the store. There was no menacing at the time but later, additional victims called in to report Dwyer had a concealed handgun in a holster that he showed people and had threatened people on the street while intimidating them to stay away from the store,” according to the police report.

Dwyer spoke to reporter Kelsey Christensen on Tuesday.

He said he did not threaten anyone with a gun but admits his temper got the best of him.

Dwyer said he went into the store to buy an alcoholic beverage but threw it on the floor because a store employee was calling Dwyer’s girlfriend, who is transgender, a “she-male.”

John Von John walked past Councilperson, Emily Semple as she was being yanked to her feet by the arresting officer. Since she had accused the new version of the homeless movement she helped found, of resorting to terrorism, her whole life was going wrong. Not able to admit her people engaged in terrorism, she assumes the role of The Man, and goes after The Victim. Ms. Valkyrie is not around to divert attention away from her plight. Alley is in Paris wandering around the street high on LSD trying to capture the Kabuki Street Theatre she found herself the Star of. She could not quite grasp what had gone wrong. She thought France would be the Utopia of acute behavior.

“She didn’t understand that…Bad behavior is its own reward. There is…The Bemused Possibility, the Charmed Quark of existence that the followers of Bacchus-Dionysus worshipped! It was the acme of human achievement when it comes to how we behave! Take this gentleman, for instance…”

Victoria and Starfish put their heads together in order to see the photograph of Sean Kenneth Dwyer in the local newspaper.

“This poor sap had no idea what he was getting himself into when he ran against former Slug Queen, Emily Semple. The election of this queen was so Dickinish. Charles was the master of how the common people ar rewarded – and not rewarded! Never the less, Sean is a Master of Kabuki. He carries a gun as his Samurai as he enters the store. His She-male walks behind him. He grabs a beer out of the cooler, and sets the trap. He has performed this piece before. The throwing down of the beer bottle on the floor is so classic.”

Starfish Drinks Zig Zag Beer

I debated about Miriam Starfish using force to put down Maximorphius, the cook and owner of ‘The Bum’s Rush’ bistro in Eugene. My subconscious altered the name of Max’s Tavern, which is around the corner from The Bum’s Rush. Miriam Starfish almost skewers Professor John Bond, a name that is a conjunction of John Dee and James Bond, I just discovered. She has a love-hate relationship with John (played by me) who give a lecture on the Habsburg painting and – the Division of the Roses! What!!!!!!! I have yet to write that lecture – that is now the key to my book!

The Bum’s Rush is now going to have a house band ‘The Scunnered’. They are Scottish Wanna-bes who dress like Scottish Pirates. Their chief is McHook. In truth they are Russian Army officers trying to kidnap Phil Knight and replace his tennis shoes on the world market with a Russian brand. Bad Boys will be Bad Boys, but, their mission is changed after coming in contact with Victoria Bond.

Myriam Starfish goes berserk after drinking one bottle of Zig-Zag Beer. After the lecture she got her hair done on 13th. John Bond had altered her life, but, did not want him to know it. She never had a mentor before. She wanted to get rid of her old fashioned look. She felt she had graduated. She wanted to put her savage ways behind her.

My first message and lesson to Yulia Rose got me banned from her Instagram.

“You are much more beautiful with your mouth, shut. Don’t overdo that cutesy bee-stung lip thing. It looks like your catching flies! You’re a woman, not a toddler.”

I knew I was on target when I read about Alec Baldwin and telling his daughter “No”. Scary shit. More tension then the wreck of a speeding locomotive. the best way to describe my Bond book, is, it is a Apocalyptic Comedy. I’m sure it feels like The End when you go on line and see your daughter’s big ass staring you in the face. Alec would make a great Bond character!

Dr. Just…..No

Just No will be Victoria’s suave stalker. His daughter is leaking info to No so he can be there when she goes out to dinner. He brings a new date each time to make her jealous. No is sure Bond is eyeing him, checking out his moves. You will see him lurking in the background. When Victoria goes to the small room, the camera pans in. His dates are always a disaster!

“What is your name again?” she asked, the hair atop her head bristling more than usual.

“No……..Just…….No!” Alex Worthington Dodge the third replied with an eager stare.

“Are you refusing to tell me your name? Come again?”

“No! ………Doctor……Just No!”

“Are you an old fuck doing your best to be rude?”

“You’re a freaken freak, a friggen piggish witch! Are you an imbecile – too?”

“Now you’re talking! I have a thing for abusive men. Let’s go to your room!”

“Now – your’re talking!”

Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor


John Presco

Everyone who entered the ‘Bum’s Rush’ cafe were bemused by the name. What to name your new restaurant is so very important. Victoria was amused. Myriam was still disgusted with von Bond because he told her a lie.

At the salad bar, John works deftly with that fake silver pincer device, and is grabbing olives that are trying to roll off his plate. He let’s out a moan, when he sees his guests scoop cruisants in a small bowl, and, nothing more.

“I thought I was going to treat you two to a fine dining experience. Chef Maximorphius picks many of his herbs himself, out of his herb garden. The dandelions grow on his front lawn!”

“Nope! We don’t want any of this shit. After we watch you eat, we’re gong to the ballpark to eat junk food. I hope Maxi washed the dog-pee…

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Empathic Take-Down at PK Park

Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

After the Professors one hour lecture, and after taking him to a Cosmic Dinner at the Bum’s Rush Herbal Salad Bar, Victoria was ready to take in an American baseball Game, and get some R&R. Her mind was turning into silly-putty. She needed to get grounded by doing something totally inane. She could not use her mind one minute more, and, had found following American baseball to be totally relaxing. She ate up pitching and batting statistics like they were vallum and Prozac. She knew where this data had come from, and, where it was going. She compared it to knitting.

Miriam seemed spent after her dance-a-thon. John had put her in her place and came close to 86ing her from his lecture after she challenged him about his credentials. She had her I-pod tuned to her favorite music and was ready to hang for a couple…

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