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                              Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith 
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Weekly Companion © 
Sunday, September 17, 2000
“A Funny Thing Happened On My Way To The Post Office…”

By: 
Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith 
“America’s Premier Eventologist ®” 
adrienne@21stcentury.net

…I hit a Car while on my Bike, the same one I ride to work each Day that 
I am so proud of. This is the same Bike that I constantly “write” about 
when I am not out exercising on her.
Actually, it was not funny at all, but since that Line has always caught 
most People’s Attention since We all appreciate a good Joke, I thought I 
would use it as an Opener. I may think of a more clever title in the 
weeks to come…once I fully recover. After I peddled Home from Work for 
Lunch on Wednesday, September 13th, I decided to make a run to the Post 
Office to take over some Mail on a clever Piece I wrote in the Summer 
called:
I NEED A BUTTON ©2000.
It is an Essay about how We are controlled by BUTTONS. There are BUTTONS 
here & BUTTONS there. You need a BUTTON for almost every thing We do 
these Days. But little did I know that a Stack of these BUTTON Mailers 
was going to act in a most Miraculous Way.
WHAT HAPPENED WAS JUST THIS:
While peddling down the street to the Post Office this past Wednesday, I 
spotted a black sedan loaded with about 6 Kids. They could be labeled as 
“Joy Riders” and by the excessive speed they were accruing, I knew they 
meant trouble with a capital “T.” We both approached an Intersection and 
although I had the right of way, I chose to swing to the right (going 
north), the same Direction they were traveling. To me, it seemed it 
would be hard for the driver to stop if I pulled out into the 
Intersection. At this point, We were both side by side, almost 
touching. Feeling threatened, I immediately put on my breaks. The other 
Alternative was to pull towards them, but since there was no room to 
“pass” the car, I opted to “hit the car” immediately parked in front of 
me. In my mind, in this flash of a quick life-or-death decision, I felt 
the Driver may not stop, would hit me and I would be tossed up into the 
air “with the greatest of dis-ease”  landing I know not where!
And dis-ease is and was the Outcome of this near Fatal Situation, spelled 
out as P.A.I.N.
Indeed the Driver was out to side-swipe me. He may have very well been 
under-the-influence. These 6 Kids were joy-riding in a Car that were 
speeding way too fast for this quiet neighborhood. Gut Instinct told me 
instantly the Driver had not intended to let me pass in front of them as 
most Car Drivers slow down to let a Cyclist pass. Therefore, without 
this Space Allowance which I have been estimating for over 35 years of 
Biking, I decided to hit the parked Car that was immediately in front of 
me. If I had biked out in front of him, which would have been impossible 
since there was no Space to pass, he may have sped up, hit me and I would 
have flown off into ‘thin air”  landing I know not where.
All of these Thoughts were flying in my Head in less than 30 Seconds. I 
needed to act fast. How I wish I had chosen another time to take the 
Mail over.
At 2:30 PM on Wednesday, September 13th, 2000, I learned what the Word: 
IMPACT means. That Impact suddenly stopped my Bike right in its Path, 
the Thrust made it fall to its left side with me on it. This was the 
side where I was holding my Two Bags of Envelopes. My Bike fell to the 
ground, injuring my foot, elbow and left side. This Strange Compulsion 
in me makes me POP back up immediately after I fall. It’s as if I do not 
want to be “down on the ground” I watched as the Car sped off, with one 
Girl in the back seat looking back to see what had happened to me.
Luckily, when I fell, I had been buffered by those two tote bags that 
held My Mail that I was innocently taking to the Post Office during my 
Break when this Accident happened. I had just finished putting the 
“Finishing Touches Deluxe” on my “I NEED A BUTTON” ©2000, the first ever 
Poeticom ® and I fell flat on them.
This symbolic Gesture may indicate that others may fall “flat” for them, 
as well but definitely in another, safer kind of way. Now, that it is a 
few Days past that Terrible Ordeal and I am recovering from my Aches, 
Pains and Abrasions, I feel that those Parcels saved me some major 
Breaks!
Saved by a Button Poem, now that indeed calls for a Salute, if not a 
Press Release. Due to the fact it is being sent to Publishers for their 
Publications, it could not hurt any to share the Definition of what a 
Poeticom ® is with you that was found in that Mailer, that Life-Saving 
Envelope:
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Poeticom ©2000
“Poeticom” ©2000, by Definition, is a New Literary Form and Word created 
by Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith on Sunday, July 23, 2000, employing the Two 
Words:
POETry + COMmentary.
Therefore, the Work systematically blends The Best of these Two Popular 
Mediums. Also, due to the Nature of Self-Expression & Culture-@-Large 
with amplified Quantities of Literature being presented on THE INTERNET, 
the “.com” Portion of Poeticom ©2000 may also stand for and symbolize 
the “E-CONNECTION” that Millions of satisfied Users employ and turn to 
each Hour.
Consequently, by being featured on THE INTERNET, this stylized Opus is 
easily transcribable to becoming an overt “.com,” a Treasured Off-Spring 
of this Growing COMmunity. The Poeticom ©2000, in an elementary sense, 
can stand for any Poetic Verse that travels via THE INTERNET, in a 
COMplete and COMprehensive Manner.
Poetry, by itself, can also take the Form of being MORE of a COMmentary 
instead of a Galley COMprised of a rhythmic, dancing COMbustion of Words 
and Sing-Song Interpretations. By viewing it as a Formal COMmentary, the 
Formula of an acceptable Poem is altered and stretched to new Levels and 
Heights. By taking this Route, it follows more closely to being an Essay 
in nature. Whereas the COMmentary (often constructed as an Essay) merely 
hits the “High Points” in a fast and rapid-fire Performance, thereby the 
Poeticom ©2000 is borne out of necessity to allow Literature to grow.
In Adrienne’s First Poeticom ©2000, she focuses on the most versatile 
Invention on the Planet: The BUTTON.
After reading this Poeticom ©2000 and giving its Theme deep and pensive 
Thought, it is plain to see that “The Tonic of Modern Day Life” all 
rests, lies and is dependent upon THE BUTTON.
BUTTONICS ® 
The Study of BUTTONS 
(of every Range, Size, Category, Description and Nature)
has been used in every Industry, Realm and Field of Man’s Earthly 
Evolution. BUTTONS have helped him succeed in Areas and Arenas where 
other Devices could not have (gone).
Life is undoubtedly longer and better when BUTTONS are pushed as they 
make Living much easier and exceedingly faster, cutting down the Workload 
by immense Amounts of Time. Energy is conserved. Results are quickly 
attainable. Goals are reached immediately.
I Need A BUTTON ©2000 is an Adult’s “Kid” Book for the Inner Child who 
escaped and/or already ‘grew up’ too fast and too soon, but wants “back 
in” in an easy, Fun, satisfying and defying way. This, Adult’s “Kid” 
Book too, is a(nother) New Literary Form as introduced by ASK that 
smoothly affixes itself to the Dynamics of the Poeticom ©2000 and 
introduces it to the Educable Glitterati.
Reliance upon BUTTONS has gotten the Better and Best of most of Society. 
A Day does not go by or can go by that We do not BUTTON , un-BUTTON or 
re-BUTTON something. It is an imperative Process done around the Clock 
and around the World.
In the Text of I Need A BUTTON ©2000, BUTTONS can be re-interpreted as a 
Synonym for: Fix, Program, Convenience, Staple, Hook, Way and/or Means. 
Its Symbolization enCOMpasses and reflects Daily Life on a Universal 
Basis.
As “The Tonic for Contemporary Life,” every Thing and every Facet that is 
achieved basically intersects, lives by, is due to & ALL lies within The 
BUTTON.
Aren’t you glad you live now instead of Millenniums ago (or merely 100 
years ago) when BUTTONS were not as affluent, powerful and abundant as 
they are Today? IF you aren’t, you surely shall be after reading:
I Need A BUTTON ©2000. 
Presently, I Need A BUTTON ©2000 is in the process of being shopped to 
Publishers across the USA and Canada who can give it the additional 
Exposure it needs. It will be featured in The Weekly Companion © after 
First Rights have been secured.
AUTHOR’s NOTE:
For Gift-Giving Purposes this Year,
I Need A BUTTON ©2000 
will be translated into the following Languages:
In French, I Need A BUTTON is: 
J'ai besoin d'un bouton.
In German, I Need A BUTTON is: 
Ich benötige eine Taste.
In Italian, I Need A BUTTON is: 
Ho bisogno d'un tasto.
In Norwegian, I Need A BUTTON is: 
Jeg trenger en Knapp.
In Portuguese, I Need A BUTTON is: 
Eu necessito uma tecla.
In Spanish, I Need A BUTTON is: 
Necesito un botón.

And above, all else, I NEED A BUTTON to break my fall from my Bike and to 
save my BUTT & other Heavenly Body Parts!
Never have I had a Poem before “Save My Life.” I’m so glad it has. 
Let’s chalk another Plus up for THE BUTTON!
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PS: Yes, My beloved Bike is OK. I think she is part Cat. After all this 
is my 5th Major Accident while on her and she keeps on biking no matter 
what!
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Contributor, Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith lives in Chicago, Illinois and is 
heralded as “America’s Premier Eventologist ®” by Washington, DC’s 
Insight Magazine. Having created over 1,200 Holidates To Celebrate ® 
since Wednesday, July 25, 1990, ASK believes “Every Day is a Holidate ®” 
and quite appropriately a Miracle in and of itself.
“ASK” may be reached at:
adrienne@21stcentury.net
for any and ALL Questions & Queries you may have on the Love, Lore & 
Lure of BUTTONS.
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