Astrological indicators, plus a dream I had a few years back, indicate something very positive might occur for the "chosen ones" (liberals) on the night of December 12th and 13th. In the dream it had to do with Sirius starting to from then on go super nova or something ever December 12th in honor of some special occasion in what we refer to as the Sirius Federation. Of course you ZAC people know this night as symbolic of something else- - but in the dream- - there was some - - other event- - - that would come to be celebrated on an Anual basis by, like I say a - "selected group of chosen ones". We now cover the events of today, Saturday November 24th. I did not blog either Thursday or Friday, and most of today has slipped by and only as it approaches nine o clock an I now doing a posting.
Last
night it was the usual ABC network news and ABC game shows. At eight o clock it was all cartoons on every
station and so I turned off the TV and listened to 92 Jam where there were
vintage romantic soul songs including ‘Make Me Your Baby”. I had KLOS and “MTV” on briefly. I turned back on to KCOP and ‘Monk” I guess, until
nine. Then I had it on some other
program for a while till 9:20 and soon afterward retired. I woke around one but did not venture out of
the bed knowing I had no cigarettes to smoke, and I got back to sleep. I got up a few minutes before six and turned
on KNX 1070 and listened to the President’s Thanksgiving message. There was this chewing gum dark spot on my
red jacket I obsessed over a bit. We had
Rice Krispies for breakfast and after a protracted wait it was a fried egg and
dry toast. The coffee was better, with a
cinnamon flavor. In the night I had
thought of all the shocks to my Christian faith that began coming one after the
other every few years, and in one case it was two shocks running in tandom
around 1994. That letter from Mark made
it clear to me like never before that no act, good or bad, is beyond God’s
capacity to control and as such “Everything that happens is God’s will”. This goes a long way tword “clarifying one’s
theology”. (Selah)
Dr.
Levy was in a hurry to get everyone to class but I didn’t make it down till
five after eight because I had a few things to do first. I kicked off the check-in process with a real
downer report for the past seven days.
Dr. Levy talked about “setbacks” and confessed that he had just canceled
his trip to Israel next week because of all the violence. Egyptian’s President has assumed dictatorial
powers over in Egypt and the people don’t like it. But our President is paying their bills with
our foreign aid and as it were whoring out foreign policy to the highest
bidder. If this guy slips we can “buy
and pay for” another leader we decide to install. Of course the people spoke of the President’s
“temporarily assuming dictatorial powers” kind of like Julius Caesar did, to
the distaste of the people. And he got
assasenated for his troubles. All in all
I wouldn’t have worried about new violence breaking out in Heifa if I were Dr.
Levy because as he pointed out the week earlier, he is well out of the range of
the rockets from Gaza. Roselyn was there
and she talked with Dr. Levy at length in her wheel chair after class. Dr. Levy had breakfast bars for us, and we
had two different kinds of those, harder and softer. We also had pieces of two different kinds of
pound cake. I needed the food because I
didn’t get filled up by breakfast here.
Dr. Levy got to just about everybody for check-in in random order except
for John Metz, who probably wouldn’t have had anything to say anyhow. We talked about health issues and one person
took exception to the serving of potato chips for lunch, which sounded like
such a silly statement to me since we don’t get that many at a time. David Shaner always used to give me his chips
and he’s been in the hospital the past month or so. There was talk about Harry’s Diner and their
free Thanksgiving meals. But once again
Dr. Levy had nothing on the agenda as far as actual teaching is concerned. We ended just before nine thirty. I followed Dr. Levy to his car where he gave
me six dollars for coffee. But I wasn’t
sure how I actually wanted to spend it and so just sat on it. It was almost time for Melinda Lee after
shaving and changing clothes for the family gathering. Melinda talked about Thanksgiving leftovers.
[name] and Judy were actually early in picking me up and I had to rush my last
cigarette from Bill and I promised he’d get cigarettes from me when I bought a
pack of my own later in the day, and I made good on my word. We managed to steer away from politics for
the most part but the subject of the father of that dead Navy seal did come up-
- when I again mentioned the “sensitive” and un biased Glen Beck
interview. We went down Gilbert or something
and hung a left and went down a diagonal street I never knew was there to Cosco
Gasoline and their price has been reduced.
We then got on the 22 to the SA Freeway and we were already well on our
way there and we made it there faster than it looked like we would at maybe
seven minutes past eleven. We went up to
Mom’s room where [name] and Marie were already there. We went down to lunch and we had to wait a
little to be seated. We were shown a big
round table with a good view out the east window for some. I had the salad bar of course with French
dressing on dark lettuce, and crab salad and a Waldorf salad. I didn’t have soup as many others did. I had that leg of lamb, which turned out to
be over-done roast beef chunks, and a big baker potato with both butter and
sour cream, and spinach, and onion rings and the usual orange slices. I decided to follow in [Pete's] footsteps
having one of their chocolate shakes, which is no aware winner, but no coffee
till the end of the meal when the guy was there and I had him fill my coffee
cup, which I suspect was the Decaf that Judy had requested. I had a thin piece of pecan pie for
desert. So I deviated considerably from
what I had originally intended to order.
Back in Mom’s place [name] and Marie turned on the computer, and I’m
surprised the anti-virus was still able to update after so much elapsed
time. We talked about Mom’s finances and
her tax accountants. Mom actually paid ["a lot!"] in taxes, which means the income, just income she made over the past
year must have been absolutely humungus and at Mitt Romney’s 14% rate the
figure must be staggering for the principal given the two percent growth rate
of T Bills and the like. I put in a plug
for traditional energy stocks, which [name] didn’t seem to like. About the only time [name] and I talked were
about my weight, as we were leaving, and also about global warming, while the
others were out of the room. One thing I
noticed was I have not gotten that garlic smell when I use the bathroom and
that really puzzles me compared to fourteen years ago when I took the
garlic. We spent a lot of time looking
at calendars and note pads and magazines and the like, that each of us would be
taking. I reminded [name] as it got past
three that I had to be back soon after four o clock for dinner and after an
interval of time we finally left. I was
surprised at how warm it still was at nearly three thirty, by now. It was only when I was in the car that I felt
warm and took off that black sweatshirt I was wearing, when I got back
here. I hurried to my room and down to
dinner and did not even stop for a cigarette.
Judy kept making jokes about “Coffin Coffee” trying to get in humor
about how I should do discount coffee sales for customers who quit
smoking. Actually if I didn’t know
better I’d say Judy was channeling Mal Evans or something. That’s his kind of humor. Paul mentioned having thanksgiving breakfast
with his kids, and also Thanksgiving evening dinner with a bunch of friends of
theirs. Marie said she still can’t taste
her food, a condition she’s had ever since her auto accident eight years ago,
but if she lived at the Regency she would only have one meal a day. Tim never talked about his trip, but Bob
Q - [ ] -’s name came up. I forgot to
bring my camera- but after all “we know what we all look like”.
Flash: The final game score was Notre Dame 22 to USC
13. Notre Dame has completed an
undefeated season. Maybe Paul is right –
the dining room seemed really quite when I entered. We had chicken pot pie here and I asked for
and got a lemonade from Federico. We had
not yet been served our main plate. It
was a pretty good chicken pot pie and corn bread, and I think vanilla
pudding. Seconds were called out as I
was leaving the room, but I didn’t need them.
I went to the liquor store and bought a thing of creamer and a pack of
cigarettes, but I didn’t buy the instant coffee because I knew I was a quarter
short. But at least I would have the
cream for tonight’s coffee. Now all we
have to do is come up with a name for this file.
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