Note re. June 15th DadaDay meeting Vanderbilt Station (threeish): "Children, we are going to be dealing with highly experimental, prototypical entertainment paradigms - we must be very careful. If you have Rocket J. Squirl Goggles I suggest wearing them."
I must remember to construct a candle for Mr. Milton Bradley.
We're in the Oxford Book of Saints: Mary of Egypt. 5th Century question mark. Penitent. Mary was an Egyptian girl who left home at twelve and went to live in Alexandria where she was a prostitute for seventeen years. Seventeen years. She got curious about Jerusalem and she worked out a business deal with some sailors so she could check Jerusalem out. She started to go into a Church in Jerusalem but apparently Jesus' Momma knew Church wasn't a good place for this Mary and suggested that Mary go out to the desert and the rver Jordan and hang out. Mary took three loaves of bread. Mary goes out to the desert sort of like Koo does. Mary hung out a long time, eating berries and dates and those three loaves, and her clothes fell off her but her hair grew really long like Lady Godiva. A monk named Zosimus ran into her and realized that Mary was something special and had thought out a really good story sitting out there in the desert with her long hair covering the naughty bits she used to sell. When Zosimus went out to see Mary again he found her dead and he buried her. A Lion helped him. A Lion helped him.
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