The Lost City by Dad Schneider

I keep dreaming of this place.
I dreamt about it months ago.
I generally don't remember my dreams but
now I remember dreams I had months ago.
There's this one town, I can't place it.
We'd stay in a hotel then go into town.
I think it has to do with Rehobeth Beach
or it may be another place we went to
one time or another.
You'd think it'd be a place we'd been to
or maybe it's a place in my imagination.
I've been having a dream with one sentence, one word in it
and I'll repeat it in the next dream.
What was the one word last night...?
It was a little saying.
One theory people have about dreams is that we
go into another dimension.
A parallel universe or a
different dimension.

Schneiders and Robertsons Reunited

Herb and Herb came for dinner on Friday night. Thoughtful conversation, garlic-encrusted bread, electromagnetic mapping. We even had time for chocolate oatmeal cookies. Georgiana and I had a great time and have come to the conclusion that Dad Schneider is an enlightened being and we should start a religion spreading his holy words. (Or is it a cult when it is just starting out?)

I listened to a nice interview with Kurt Vonnegut the other day. It's about 30 minutes if you've got the patience.

Herb the Younger: Georgiana and I are both intrigued to find out more of your experience at UFHG. Do you have any tattoos or other marks from your time there?

To all Schneiders: You are beautiful people!

chheellose & crackers

some think he's creepy but i think he's sweet. i'm going to the north woods this summer to find him.

How I Think About Waiters by Dad Schneider

If they don't give you what you ordered.
They may not come back to see what you want often
enough or come back too often.
Because that would have to do with how much
you tip them.
The only time I waited on tables was at the
fraternity house.
We had just one type of meal
so we just brought it to everybody.
They didn't have to order.
I don't remember if we had cooks to prepare the meal
or if the House Mother prepared the meal.
We had a House Mother.
I don't think we have those any more.
I've never heard of them. I miss the good o' days.
I try not to hate anything. Especially people. Even people that do
horrible, murderous things,
he has mental troubles and can't help himself.
If someone hurt my family member, I would have to defend myself.
I might have to shoot him.

Spring is Coming!

Are the Herbs coming to visit the Robertsons? We have veggie lasagna all prepared for the big night. And as a special treat you get to witness all of the lovely flowers. I'll also post pictures of the night here so that the world can witness your radiance. Sounds like win-win to me.

Thanks for the invite!

I feel like an honorary Schneider! I will write with honor and dignity and try not to sully the sacred Schneider heritage. It just occurred to me that there must be a Schneider birth in order to continue the bloodline. Who will step up to the task and bring new life onto this earth? Kiki? Johnny? Herb? Mary? Remember it is OK to adopt although the blood will not be pure. What does father Herb think of the potential extinction of the bloodline?

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us." ~Joseph Campbell