Wow. Marvelville. I think your life could be effected by having that as your address. Every time you or someone wrote it. "Da da da da, Marvelville, Ontario." Could write it fancy, with curly-Q's.
Would look nice stamped or cast in metal parts from the Marvelville Machine Works. Put a nice archy lift in the letters. Wow.
And then when you bought a pair of cheesy wooden cacti to put in your closet to hang sweaters on, and they said, "So where are you guys from?" You could say, "Marvelville."
"Oh Get OUT!!"
"No really."
"Ffittth!"
"Look - Here's my check. And license."
~
"You moved to Marvelville on purpose."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Did not."
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And people would say, "He lives up in Marvelville."
Wow!!!
Doink!
Somewhere in this big valley are the towns of Sublimity, and Aumsville.
I want to name some towns.
Goddamit; they never ask me.
"Teapot" is a nice name.
You can put "-ville" on the end of most anything, like a bumpersticker. Caboose. It's better than "-berg." Iceberg, Alaska. Hamlet. (That's where they should have the Oregon Shakespearian Festival.)
I looked up caboose ~ as a matter of irrelevant fact, last year ~ and I already forgot what it means. Crap. And I'm a person who needs to know these things. Jeez. That makes me mad.
Madville.
I wonder if there are towns in America of Gauguin and Van Gogh? Butterknife?
Don't they deserve a little town?
Yesterday we went and visited five or six towns and a massive grain elevator, out esploring and buying things. Gee, it was FUN. I came home with, well, uh, a lot of weird things.
(I guess that is to be expected?)
But man, I got something that is really cool. I will have to tell about it later.
I gotta go, darnit. Bye.
"Yours, from Fly Swatter, North Dakota."
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