Reading Ulysses in Montana #597

The free parameters were no longer free, but they were cheap–cheaper by the dozen, or by the tens as spoken in metric-speaking countries.

Regaining solid footing, the feet entered into competition with the late-arriving souls, lost on their return from Machu Picchu, the Panama Canal having gone to the ball game for a brief tour of duty. Corresponding rules of particularly proper rank harmonized with the layer of crystal in the distal colon, around three o’clock in the evening. Injected seas into the parapets of offence caused plenty of trouble for the partial parameters differentiated from the colorful mutt on Saturday morning cartoons. Miraculous weather and innocent doubts abound in the outfield under the spectatorship of the Suez, at three o’clock in the evening.

Water stroked the shore with an isle of corn plantations until the plaster lost its buried knees aloft.


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8 thoughts on “Reading Ulysses in Montana #597

  1. Abhirami July 15, 2025 / 5:06 am

    You find that having something to write about is far more important than whether you can write.

    👏👏

  2. ali redford July 15, 2025 / 11:49 am

    “…or by the tens…” made me GOL (giggle out loud.) Thanks!

  3. Phil Huston July 16, 2025 / 4:20 pm

    lost on their return from Machu Picchu – trendy travel Zen, subject to availability meaningless, oxygen free supports higher frequency of disappointing front loaded expectations just open my head and pour it in I’m busy can we get a selfie with enlightenment here? Great visual line. Been to Machu Picchu? No, but I’ve been to Oklahoma and it all looks like a postcard from Mexico to me.

    • Rick Mallery July 16, 2025 / 9:30 pm

      Sounds like a country and western song my grandma always wished she could sing to me. Grandpa: I like both kinds of music, country AND western.

      • Phil Huston July 17, 2025 / 7:23 am

        My ex jazz trumpet father watched Porter Wagner on Saturday evening. I’m pretty sure that was more about Dolly’s tits than any love for fiddle music. Tits an fiddlin’ in the Montana- there’s the muse🤣

  4. Priti July 19, 2025 / 8:37 am

    I only liked to see tik tok ha 😂😂

  5. Matthew Laney July 28, 2025 / 9:17 am

    May as well throw in the dirty dozen as well, although the Hot Dog imagery has me coming back with a certain relish.

    • Rick Mallery July 30, 2025 / 8:03 am

      That’s much better than the standard uncertain relish.

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