Home and Homeless (No. 20)
Some of you have been complaining that there hasn’t been a New Rambler in awhile. Honestly. One would think you were, I don’t know, paying subscribers or something. (An explanation…
Author: Laura
Last Bulletin, epilogue
After the meeting Saturday, several of us went to a forum on urban sprawl at the public library, at which mostly nobody said much of anything except to repeat, again…
Last Bulletin
The following is the last thing I had a chance to type up, Saturday afternoon. Day 6, 3:15 pm Ned’s been lying on the floor, listening to some sports type…
Bulletin No. 10
[once again, if you’re getting duplicates or anything, just send me a note–I know a few of you have told me in person, but there are a lot of people…
Bulletin No. 9
Day 5, 1 am Which would make it Day 6, of course, but I haven’t gone to bed yet, so it’s still Day 5. I did take a nap this…
Bulletin No. 8
Day 4, night There were two No. 7s by accident. I could go into a long statistical thing about the number of hours of sleep triangulated around the number of…
Bulletin No. 6
Day 4, 9 am Ned just delivered the Gazette to Deb, who is still in bed (she’s quoted in it, it would seem). “Oh thank you personal slave,” says Deb.…
Bulletin No. 7
Day 3, 10:20 pm Head count: 5, plus many more at a meeting elswhere. The walls have ears. People downstairs (Steve Kanner has arrived) are playing Tibetan music, which is…
Bulletin No. 5
Day 3 5 pm Many have left to go to the Day of Silence rally. I have stayed to hold down the fort. 7 pm And many did stop by.…
Bulletin No. 4
Day 3, 8:30 am Rise and shine and give God your glory glory. . . or give the administration hell, or whatever. Someone came in around 7 I think and…