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I'm sort'a new at Ebay. I'm guessing it won't sell. That's kind of my luck? When it doesn't sell, I'll make a deal with you. And then I can pay rent. YAY!

He's talking about this one. . . http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=320311080839

I've been reluctant to post this, as it is a very sentimental item, treasured away from it's original resting place like the Lindberg baby in the dark of night by a brave soul who is laying low for a few years as the controversy dies away. . . One cup of dirt from De Longpre Ave, from the...

It began as a mistake.

Well, I'm happy. I thought you were trying to make rent. Congrats.

2.) Roger Alan Wade: if you're gonna be dumb ya gotta be tough

Charles' mom opens the door and sees him there without any groceries. She says, "Charles, you're too sick to go out today" and then I think the narrator echoes - "today."

A hint seems called for. Hit us up, dog.

I bought: Bukowski In Pictures by Howard Sounes from Amazon. Got an amazing deal on it, too ! I think we have some pictures around here somewhere?

I still say it was from The Doorman from Write Magazine a long time ago. . .

Any charity. I'll mail you the pome on a post card. Thanx.

Better even, in today's economy.

Hmmm.

Just as good.

According to Bukowski, who invented the Easter Bunny and which poem is this from? Bonus question Where and when did he write this poem? We all know it was at night. ;) (thanks to Gerard K H Love for the question)

Sure, Manny. Go ahead.

Damn. One I knew. . . Oh well. My Turn?

Bill has it. And Billville, but Billville didn't have the name. In the spirit of fairness: My answer, in order to get to this question. . . the extra credit response? May have been off a wee bit. - - Okay, Father Luke

Only Half Kidding Uh. I will write poems to order*. One dollar per. . . 555 poems makes rent :) *Not available on Amazon.com

The poem was: The Doorman And according to Bukowski the easter bunny was invented by: The Doorman For extra credit: He wrote this poem in the Lobby. Here is the next question: Who's shoes are these?

Read poast number 10 - then poast number thirteen.

alludes to oral sex

I found a half a sandwich stuck in the sofa cushions. It was sort of hard, but. . . meh. It got soggy as the bites I crunched off rolled around in my mouth.

Well, let's round this out like this: Fuck Amazon There. I said it, and I'm proud.

Course now ABE books works fine for me. Just fine. Things are never broken after poasting them publicly, are they. . . - - Okay, Father Luke