Weâ€™ve used all our word at least once.Â And just in time too.Â Year one at JackHammer is now in the books.Â Year two starts tomorrow.Â We get to use all our word again.Â Â Weâ€™ll space it out.Â Make it last.Â The parade starts at 1st Street.Â Finishes at 365th.Â Get there early, and throw a blanket on the sidewalk.Â Weâ€™ll have one of those xeroxed programs for you.Â Every 30th.
First, right after the honor guard, comes the Band.Â Big Band.Â No pianos.Â Just horns tooting.
After them comes the Grand Marshallâ€¦ Youâ€™ll recognize the tuft on the front of the baldness.Â And the eyes that glow like a Thomas Kinkaid puzzle.Â And the luminous teeth when he smiles.Â Heâ€™s practiced his parade wave.Â Heâ€™s got words on word.
After them comes the Mayor in his highly polished, open topped, two-door, twelve cylinder Eloquent.Â With wide white walls and power steering.Â He spent all night last night waxing Eloquent.Â Â Once again, heâ€™ll be doing his disappearing act.Â For the best chance of seeing the elusive Doctor, stand at the corner of 1st and 2nd.Â Or 31st and 32nd.Â Or 61st and 62nd.Â Otherwise, youâ€™ll just have to hope and dream. He got himself a fancy degree for some word he used.
Then comes the guy with the little teeny car and the clown outfit.Â Heâ€™s got his word all ready, and heâ€™s not afraid to use it.Â But he likes his squirt gun better.Â â€˜Course, heâ€™ll probably get pied.Â But at least heâ€™ll pipe.
The first act of our new parade: Word.Â A word full of meaning.Â A meaning full of word.Â You can enlarge the print with the handy print-enlarger tool at the right of your screen (if you have the Samsung SyncMaster 171sâ€¦ if not, youâ€™ll need a magnifier).Â But donâ€™t forget our word.