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No. They meant make some toast. We're hungry, man.

I'll have to start paying attention, I guess. You guys are quick.

So. Was Bukowski left handed? Or was that a different thread?

I was thinking I might just look up Irving Stettner in the library. He was written about in a book called: Miller, Bukowski & Their Enemies: Essays on Contemporary Culture by William Joyce. That's for fiction. For non fiction I read a book called The Culture of Make Believe -- by...

I remember e-mailing you about starting a forum, one day, and you had been wondering if a forum would serve any useful purpose. I'll rise above any judgements to just chime in that I'm glad you set up the Forum. I really am.

True, true. I can't wait until the day I actually have some place to hang one. And I don't think that the post was too anything, especially not too capitalistic. Your goods and services are valuable in what they offer. I'll speak for myself, I'm glad you're here.

Father Luke reporting for duty. Writer, poet, homeless (last night I spent the night in a rescue mission tent, listening to a shoeless old man snore and fart away the night. Earlier, I had been sleeping in a basball field until I was kicked out by local Police...) and I am going to...

Fair enough. It was interesting to see Lenny Bruce included, and I enjoyed Dr. Hunter S. Thompson's poetic addition of the moment in the restraunt in Point Richmond he spent one evening.

Awwww, c'mon. Let's talk. Why didn't they let him in? In the preface they said that there wasn't permission, didn't they? There has been so much said about Grampy Buk, do we have to hazzard guesses on this one? Do tell... do tell. Inquiring minds want to know.

Well, I needed to put my glasses on to remember he helped edit the book. Interestingly, as you may know, but I'll pass it on here, Bukowski was not in the Bible of Am. Poetry as his estate declined to grant permission. Trivia for the forum. Groovy. Wicked kewl, d0oD - as the kids like to say...

S.A. Griffin doesn't ring a bell. But if everyone in Delaware says so, then he must be worth at least asking for a few dollars from. How would I know him when I see him? I call Santa Cruz, California "home". Hey? You still have my mailing addy? I'm on the 'puter 'till about eight o'clock...

I don't drink anymore. Nor do I smoke anymore. Or smoke out or shoot up. I even gave up cafeine. I started drinking beer with illegal mexican farm workers when I was seven, by 28 I was an alkie and a junkie and I had had hepatitis and been through D.T.'s and been in and out of jails. I always...

-Amy Hemple - She's tight -Menken - Cynical -Buk -Dr. Thompson (especially his political writing - and his collection of private letters) -Anne Herbert - Brilliant writer who is not currently publishing but did a great deal of writing in the seventies That's off the top of my head...

Book: Come On In!: New Poems Cd: A collection of Americana It's all really much more exciting than it looks.

You set up okay for funding on this puppy? What I am offering is that if this Forum becomes a finacial pain in the balls, I'd be willing to paypal you some dough. Just say the word.

Buk Buk Booze Yeah. I'm a writer. For a brief spell I earned my daily bread from my words. I wrote before I ever found Bukowski, whom our very own Brother Schenker introduced me to in Ham on Rye, many years ago. I have no doubt that Buk influenced my writing. It's kind of like the same way...

Buck for a Buk. There is poetry in the old man's history. Damn straight.

Ham on Rye. Mr 1:15 suggested I read it. "Read this guy, you'll love him." Well, Bukowski was funny, raw and fucked up honest. Ham on Rye was the first. He was right.

Yes. That would be nice.

I have three monitors. Two CRT monitors and one LCD. I like the looks on all three. Okay, Father Luke

Jah. Tink so. Oka, Fadder Luek

I'd just read that somewhere. The thought of Bukowski watching Eraserhead in a movie theater, and maybe eating some popcorn with Linda, cracks me up, man. Okay, Father Luke

I've a copy of a subtitled one. Dutch maybe. Dunn'o. Okay, Father Luke