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| 4/16/09 Dear Little Dot, You were going to call me about Gramma's car... dad |
I see 20 Lions
And what do I see?
I see that I’d better hope
They don’t see me!
Or I better say, “feet don’t fail me
now!”
‘Cause I cain’t run no better than a
cow...
And what do I see?
I see that I’d better hope
They don’t see me!
Or I better say, “feet don’t fail me
now!”
‘Cause I cain’t run no better than a
cow...
12/20/09
Dear M;
There are marriage makers and there
are marriage breakers. There are only
two members in the former group.
Anyone else who claims to be going to
create a good effect on that marriage is
on a scale from "all wet" down to "just
plain evil".
Maybe you'd like some boxing coaching...
dad
| 12/28/09 Dear M & K, Grandma Evelyn is gone. She was a trooper in life, a trooper as a secretary for MI9 in Egypt during WWII and a trooper in her last years. She left quickly on the morning of Christmas Eve. Perhaps we can honor her by calling the day Christmas Evelyn from now on. dad |
Letter to Bill
Jan 22, 2010
Dear Bill,
Here it is 2010!
We’re having a rainy day down here in LaLa Land and I just finished paying my
truck registration and contractor bond. I also finished my business tax registration
but this year it’s $0 ($153 to $180 in the past) because I made less than $100,000
in 2009 (not that I made more earlier but this year they changed it, I don’t know why
because I know LA’s hurting for income). I feel like someone just sent me $153 for
Christmas, maybe.
Roz and Russell’s street was ‘evacuated’ this week, but Russell stayed with the
dogs (they have three now) and nothing much happened. (They’re up under the
‘Station’ fire burn zone). Later Roz said that the two parallel streets weren’t
evacuated and it looked like the only reason their street was ‘evacuated’ was it was
preferable for moving heavy equipment should that prove necessary. Roz went
back with the order still on and they only made her sign a statement of ‘own risk’.
I’m listening to the Michael Medved show on the local conservative talk show station
KRLA (I used to ‘DX’ their Top 40 radio in the ‘60’s from Reno, admiring such
personalities as Emperor Hudson). There’s a place in Utah where the cows are
healthier and give more milk because they are fed marijuana (says one caller). The
City Council here is up in arms about the hundreds of ‘pot clinics’ that have sprung
up selling ‘medical’ marijuana. All I know is that when I was in Scientology, you had
to wait 24 hours or something after drinking alcoholic beverages before you could
get auditing. The wait for marijuana was 6 months. The last cannabis I did was
some hash a couple of times in ’69 in Germany. I took the Scientology message to
heart and haven’t smoked anything but tobacco ever since (possibly excluding
some secondhand smoke once).
Work seems to be picking up ok this year in spite of the economy. I never noticed
much correlation between my busy-ness and what big companies were doing
anyway. I just finished patching and painting a coved-ceiling in a cramped kitchen
that was so full of cabinets, refrig. and a huge old stove (with lever handles that
kept turning on when I bumped them with my butt) that I had to do it all off a ladder,
up and down, up and down. Because it was occupied I had to plastic and un-plastic
three or four times, and sanding the existing good enamel put yellow dust into every
cabinet anyway. When I finally figured out the bill I knocked off $300 or so just
because I couldn’t remember why it had been worth so much. I also know that the
big cracks will reappear at the next temblor of any size.
Haiti seems to be another example of my theory that we knock the legs out from
under 3rd world places that we influence. The people with motivation and
imagination figure things out and come to the States, leaving dummies, bullies and
fanatics.
I heard that the Loma Prieta quake where that double decker freeway collapsed
killed fewer than 100 in similar population density and with the same Richter number
(and bigger buildings). Haiti is generating estimates of 100 thousand or more. It
seems to me that it’s a cruel joke saying we’re leaving them as an ‘independent
nation’ because we ‘hate imperialism’.
John
Jan 22, 2010
Dear Bill,
Here it is 2010!
We’re having a rainy day down here in LaLa Land and I just finished paying my
truck registration and contractor bond. I also finished my business tax registration
but this year it’s $0 ($153 to $180 in the past) because I made less than $100,000
in 2009 (not that I made more earlier but this year they changed it, I don’t know why
because I know LA’s hurting for income). I feel like someone just sent me $153 for
Christmas, maybe.
Roz and Russell’s street was ‘evacuated’ this week, but Russell stayed with the
dogs (they have three now) and nothing much happened. (They’re up under the
‘Station’ fire burn zone). Later Roz said that the two parallel streets weren’t
evacuated and it looked like the only reason their street was ‘evacuated’ was it was
preferable for moving heavy equipment should that prove necessary. Roz went
back with the order still on and they only made her sign a statement of ‘own risk’.
I’m listening to the Michael Medved show on the local conservative talk show station
KRLA (I used to ‘DX’ their Top 40 radio in the ‘60’s from Reno, admiring such
personalities as Emperor Hudson). There’s a place in Utah where the cows are
healthier and give more milk because they are fed marijuana (says one caller). The
City Council here is up in arms about the hundreds of ‘pot clinics’ that have sprung
up selling ‘medical’ marijuana. All I know is that when I was in Scientology, you had
to wait 24 hours or something after drinking alcoholic beverages before you could
get auditing. The wait for marijuana was 6 months. The last cannabis I did was
some hash a couple of times in ’69 in Germany. I took the Scientology message to
heart and haven’t smoked anything but tobacco ever since (possibly excluding
some secondhand smoke once).
Work seems to be picking up ok this year in spite of the economy. I never noticed
much correlation between my busy-ness and what big companies were doing
anyway. I just finished patching and painting a coved-ceiling in a cramped kitchen
that was so full of cabinets, refrig. and a huge old stove (with lever handles that
kept turning on when I bumped them with my butt) that I had to do it all off a ladder,
up and down, up and down. Because it was occupied I had to plastic and un-plastic
three or four times, and sanding the existing good enamel put yellow dust into every
cabinet anyway. When I finally figured out the bill I knocked off $300 or so just
because I couldn’t remember why it had been worth so much. I also know that the
big cracks will reappear at the next temblor of any size.
Haiti seems to be another example of my theory that we knock the legs out from
under 3rd world places that we influence. The people with motivation and
imagination figure things out and come to the States, leaving dummies, bullies and
fanatics.
I heard that the Loma Prieta quake where that double decker freeway collapsed
killed fewer than 100 in similar population density and with the same Richter number
(and bigger buildings). Haiti is generating estimates of 100 thousand or more. It
seems to me that it’s a cruel joke saying we’re leaving them as an ‘independent
nation’ because we ‘hate imperialism’.
John
DOTS
| Aug '10 The reason for a young woman to be protective of her procreational activities from wooing to screwing, from courting to cavorting, was in the past std's and unwanted pregnancy. With the advent of easy birth prevention and antibiotics and blockers and such-- and assuming 100% efficacy for these--, is there still any reason anybody but fools would want to promote chasteness in young women and respect for this from young men? How about the importance of children and the chance for either an enhanced or a deteriorated future civilization based on quality of parents? "Little to win but nothin' to lose" * passes right up the line from prepubescent experimentation through prom night through graduation day (graduation from gratification of the flesh to gratification of procreative and societal imperatives) * Strawberry Alarm Clock c.1967 P.S. When I wrote this I was still thinking I had nothing but daughters to worry about, screwing up their endocrine systems, kidneys &/or livers just to pleasure some scrofulous BOYS... |
| 11/20/10 Organized Religion The Only Kind; Multiple but finite horizons: sex getting in the way. To ask myself the question whether-- on some non-physical plane-- I have some sort of existence, is to have that existence. To forbid the asking is to throw oneself onto the trash heap of abject materialism. It's similar to discovering one is not an antisocial personality by noticing that one wonders whether one is an antisocial personality. Later: A "Spirit Universe" is to me just a model or representation suggesting that there is a hierarchy of horizons when you are considering whether or not you are surviving well, not so well, adrift, or just about to get creamed any instant now, e.g.: Marriage. Marriage is the real thing, a long term procreative relationship. Sex is easier, more available, more simple-minded. But what about the possibility of 'in the moment' sex getting IN THE WAY of a long term procreative relationship? Horizons are a way of thinking of looking farther off. Who was it that decided there was no horizon beyond what could be weighed, measured and prodded? Later still-- No organized religion: "I'm not close enough to you to discuss the grander implications, so we're really just stuck here in the sucky-fucky first valley. Maybe someone or something will pull our viewpoint up onto the next 'ridge'?" Organized religion: "As unpleasant as it may be, i'm obligated by my relationship with my old Sunday School (Catechism, Shul, Moslem-equivalent) Teacher to at least acknowledge the existence of longer-range survival goals and, if possible, consider the possibility of discussing them earlier rather than later..." * * * I, as a father, would be foolish to volunteer my answers to these questions before being asked; there is no magical entree for me unless maybe to put on my best cryptic face and say something along the lines of "What will you tell YOUR children?"(uhohi'vesaidtoomuch,ihaven't saidenoughrem?) |