Another silly gay themed movie, this one Spanish. Closeted gay boy gets hit on head with disco ball while singing karaoke with his boyfriend, then wakes up interested in girls.
Brought home the mutt hut that I bought for Barney today; assembled it, and he walked RIGHT into it. Hopefully, this will give him some place that he is smart enough to shelter in when it rains or whatever.
Jackie figured out the dog door today - outbound only. We'll have to see if she can figure it out INBOUND, as in - sheltering when it rains.
The pool is gorgeous - Mitch had it cleaned again today.
I should go to bed - it's already 11:30, and I was up WAY early today.
DJHJD
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Saturday Morning Scandalrama, Sponsored by the Bush Administration
source article from Daily Kos
by SusanG
Sat Apr 29, 2006 at 10:37:58 AM PDT
While we're wallowing in the Republican Whorefest at the Watergate it's easy to lose sight of plain old-fashioned, money-based GOP corruption stories clicking across the news wires at a NASCAR pace. As a public service, I bring you three separate stories about shenanigans - and keep in mind, these are all articles from just this morning. There is not time enough in a day to keep track of the daily skullduggery without borrowing the ATT/NSA database.
First, there's trouble brewing at the VA:
WASHINGTON -- A subcommittee of the House Veterans Affairs Committee has opened a preliminary inquiry into a veterans administration contract with QTC Management Inc., a firm headed by former Veterans Secretary Anthony J. Principi.
It appears that Mr. Principi may have steered $1.2 billion worth of contracts to his own company, some of them recommended by a congressional committee headed by - you guessed it - Mr. Principi, before he joined QTC.
Second, we encounter Lester Crawford, former commissioner of the Food and Drug Administration, under investigation for "financial improprieties and making false statements to Congress."
It seems that Mr. Crawford sold $50,000 worth of shares in a company regulated by the agency just a month before he resigned as FDA head to go off into the wild blue yonder of Washington lobbying. Under Mr. Crawford's leadership, the FDA also played games with the approval of contraceptive Plan B, which was being delayed in heading to market - allegedly under political pressure from the conservative right - despite research studies citing its safety.
Third, the Los Angeles Times got hold of internal reports that show that Parsons Corp., awarded billions of dollars worth of contracts to build Iraqi health and safety facilities and infrastructure, has fallen (as the Times quaintly phrases it) "dramatically short of a number of goals."
The firm was to have rebuilt Iraq's health and security infrastructure. However, an audit and interviews show it will finish only 20 of 150 planned health clinics, and nearly $70 million of medical equipment meant for the clinics sits unused.
... The U.S. Army Corps of Engineers failed to properly monitor Parsons' performance, stonewalled investigative efforts and exercised "poor cost controls" as Parsons spent $186 million on a contract to build the health clinics, according to a draft copy of an audit obtained by The Times. About $60 million of that was spent by Parsons on management and administration.
The reports and interviews taken together suggest a wholesale failure in two of the most crucial areas of the Iraq reconstruction -- health and safety -- which were supposed to win Iraqi goodwill and reduce the threat to American soldiers.
Yes, your taxpayer dollars at work. Or rather, your children's and your grandchildren's debit card run up, all in the interests of feeding the Republican Party and its cronies.
by SusanG
Sat Apr 29, 2006 at 10:37:58 AM PDT
While we're wallowing in the Republican Whorefest at the Watergate it's easy to lose sight of plain old-fashioned, money-based GOP corruption stories clicking across the news wires at a NASCAR pace. As a public service, I bring you three separate stories about shenanigans - and keep in mind, these are all articles from just this morning. There is not time enough in a day to keep track of the daily skullduggery without borrowing the ATT/NSA database.
First, there's trouble brewing at the VA:
WASHINGTON -- A subcommittee of the House Veterans Affairs Committee has opened a preliminary inquiry into a veterans administration contract with QTC Management Inc., a firm headed by former Veterans Secretary Anthony J. Principi.
It appears that Mr. Principi may have steered $1.2 billion worth of contracts to his own company, some of them recommended by a congressional committee headed by - you guessed it - Mr. Principi, before he joined QTC.
Second, we encounter Lester Crawford, former commissioner of the Food and Drug Administration, under investigation for "financial improprieties and making false statements to Congress."
It seems that Mr. Crawford sold $50,000 worth of shares in a company regulated by the agency just a month before he resigned as FDA head to go off into the wild blue yonder of Washington lobbying. Under Mr. Crawford's leadership, the FDA also played games with the approval of contraceptive Plan B, which was being delayed in heading to market - allegedly under political pressure from the conservative right - despite research studies citing its safety.
Third, the Los Angeles Times got hold of internal reports that show that Parsons Corp., awarded billions of dollars worth of contracts to build Iraqi health and safety facilities and infrastructure, has fallen (as the Times quaintly phrases it) "dramatically short of a number of goals."
The firm was to have rebuilt Iraq's health and security infrastructure. However, an audit and interviews show it will finish only 20 of 150 planned health clinics, and nearly $70 million of medical equipment meant for the clinics sits unused.
... The U.S. Army Corps of Engineers failed to properly monitor Parsons' performance, stonewalled investigative efforts and exercised "poor cost controls" as Parsons spent $186 million on a contract to build the health clinics, according to a draft copy of an audit obtained by The Times. About $60 million of that was spent by Parsons on management and administration.
The reports and interviews taken together suggest a wholesale failure in two of the most crucial areas of the Iraq reconstruction -- health and safety -- which were supposed to win Iraqi goodwill and reduce the threat to American soldiers.
Yes, your taxpayer dollars at work. Or rather, your children's and your grandchildren's debit card run up, all in the interests of feeding the Republican Party and its cronies.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Friday night - business is concluded and it's time to pizza
What a fun evening (already!) I hung up the CD/Cassette racks in the under-stair closet, emptied out the cabinet under the stereo equipment (which allows for me moving said stereo equipment, probably tomorrow afternoon) and unloaded one of the very last boxes that hasn't been gone through yet. Tomorrow, I'm going to pick up another curio case that's much like the tall one that I have, and I can display my 20th Century Limited stuff - two sets of china, a rack of highball glasses from the 75th anniversary train, a menu, etc. The other curio is smaller, and I can paint it black semi-gloss to match, and display my Continental service items, both in the dining room, which will look cool. Once I get Mitchell's bedroom furniture out of there, anyway.
Next week sometime, I plan to buy a new and better bed for my bedroom, and put the mattress and box spring that I have now upstairs with the antique bedroom set in the middle bedroom. And get a cooktop.
Mitch had someone by today, who checked out repairing the sheetrock in the dining room. He has to get the upstairs bathroom fixed first. Or I do.
Today, he was telling me that he wanted to negotiate with the banks that hold the mortgages, and get a reduction in debt plus pay money in to bring the lien down to what is necessary to get the house price down to market value. He acknowledge that he got a ton of money out of the purchase.
Progress.
Had more new business come in today; had a client call and say that he has an offer to sell his business, and I am needed to help him value his business and salary. That needs doing right away. Also had a request to evaulate the financial contributions of a number of investors in a company so that they can get their shares issued and so on. MORE work that needs doing ASAP. Cool!
This morning, I went to Baby Barnaby's with Mary, and saw that they're closing on Monday to honor the immigration boycott. How could I participate in this on Monday? Answer the phone calls with "I apologize, but I cannot help you today, but you can call back tomorrow?" Strange.
I just found a gorgeous wrought iron bed on craigslist that I think would be great for my bedroom.
I'm watching a movie from Netflix - "Hard," which is .. um .. pathetic, kind of. It's a gay themed movie. At least no one's infected with HIV in this thing. Stupid.
Okay, the cop was just found out. Being gay. You know. The serial killer tricked with the cop, and handcuffed said new cop to the bedframe. And left with his badge and gun.
(chuckles)
Planning on getting up at 5:00 tomorrow morning. Driving to Clear Lake to help start up the NV garage sale. Then, around 0900, heading up to 1960 to have my study session. Then, back to NV's garage sale, I think. Or just back here.
If there's anything left over, the only thing that I want is the Franklin Mint zinc train set, which they can bring back to me. That would be easy to bring to church on Sunday. I also have to bring back the plastic pool.
The doctor this morning checked out my heart thoroughly. My blood pressure was somewhat elevated, but that may have been because of the incompetance on the front desk. My blood values were okay, not great, but okay. He was asking me lots ot detailed questions about my chest pains, and suggested that they were not what was indicative of heart problems. He thought it may be acid reflux, and that I should be taking antacids in the event that I have these chest pains again.
I'm going back in two weeks.
It's probably stress related.
So, this weekend - stress minimized, if I can at all help it.
Next week sometime, I plan to buy a new and better bed for my bedroom, and put the mattress and box spring that I have now upstairs with the antique bedroom set in the middle bedroom. And get a cooktop.
Mitch had someone by today, who checked out repairing the sheetrock in the dining room. He has to get the upstairs bathroom fixed first. Or I do.
Today, he was telling me that he wanted to negotiate with the banks that hold the mortgages, and get a reduction in debt plus pay money in to bring the lien down to what is necessary to get the house price down to market value. He acknowledge that he got a ton of money out of the purchase.
Progress.
Had more new business come in today; had a client call and say that he has an offer to sell his business, and I am needed to help him value his business and salary. That needs doing right away. Also had a request to evaulate the financial contributions of a number of investors in a company so that they can get their shares issued and so on. MORE work that needs doing ASAP. Cool!
This morning, I went to Baby Barnaby's with Mary, and saw that they're closing on Monday to honor the immigration boycott. How could I participate in this on Monday? Answer the phone calls with "I apologize, but I cannot help you today, but you can call back tomorrow?" Strange.
I just found a gorgeous wrought iron bed on craigslist that I think would be great for my bedroom.
I'm watching a movie from Netflix - "Hard," which is .. um .. pathetic, kind of. It's a gay themed movie. At least no one's infected with HIV in this thing. Stupid.
Okay, the cop was just found out. Being gay. You know. The serial killer tricked with the cop, and handcuffed said new cop to the bedframe. And left with his badge and gun.
(chuckles)
Planning on getting up at 5:00 tomorrow morning. Driving to Clear Lake to help start up the NV garage sale. Then, around 0900, heading up to 1960 to have my study session. Then, back to NV's garage sale, I think. Or just back here.
If there's anything left over, the only thing that I want is the Franklin Mint zinc train set, which they can bring back to me. That would be easy to bring to church on Sunday. I also have to bring back the plastic pool.
The doctor this morning checked out my heart thoroughly. My blood pressure was somewhat elevated, but that may have been because of the incompetance on the front desk. My blood values were okay, not great, but okay. He was asking me lots ot detailed questions about my chest pains, and suggested that they were not what was indicative of heart problems. He thought it may be acid reflux, and that I should be taking antacids in the event that I have these chest pains again.
I'm going back in two weeks.
It's probably stress related.
So, this weekend - stress minimized, if I can at all help it.
Show Us the Money
Source Article
by mcjoan
Fri Apr 28, 2006 at 10:35:34 AM CST
The Washington Post reports on another scandal today, one more along the usual lines of Republican chicanery, this one dealing with money. Lots and lots of taxpayers' money.
The cost of the war in Iraq will reach $320 billion after the expected passage next month of an emergency spending bill currently before the Senate, and that total is likely to more than double before the war ends, the Congressional Research Service estimated this week. . . .
Once the war spending bill is passed, military and diplomatic costs will have reached $101.8 billion this fiscal year, up from $87.3 billion in 2005, $77.3 billion in 2004 and $51 billion in 2003, the year of the invasion, congressional analysts said. Even if a gradual troop withdrawal begins this year, war costs in Iraq and Afghanistan are likely to rise by an additional $371 billion during the phaseout, the report said, citing a Congressional Budget Office study. When factoring in costs of the war in Afghanistan, the $811 billion total for both wars would have far exceeded the inflation-adjusted $549 billion cost of the Vietnam War.
Yglesias picks up on the really interesting part of the story:
The report apparently contains such phrases as "These factors, however, are not enough to explain a 50-percent increase of over $20 billion in operating costs" and "These reasons are not sufficient, however, to explain the level of increases." Relatedly, the Post reports that "Of the total war spending, the CRS analysis found $4 billion that could not be tracked. It did identify $2.5 billion diverted from other spending authorizations in 2001 and 2002 to prepare for the invasion." I'm fairly sure you're not allowed to "divert" money from other spending authorizations, and you're certainly not supposed to lose $4 billion in untrackable spending. Nor does it sound entirely appropriate for the Pentagon to be running its operation in such a way that the CRS can't discern the causes of 50 percent spending increases.
Can you say "Halliburton?"
by mcjoan
Fri Apr 28, 2006 at 10:35:34 AM CST
The Washington Post reports on another scandal today, one more along the usual lines of Republican chicanery, this one dealing with money. Lots and lots of taxpayers' money.
The cost of the war in Iraq will reach $320 billion after the expected passage next month of an emergency spending bill currently before the Senate, and that total is likely to more than double before the war ends, the Congressional Research Service estimated this week. . . .
Once the war spending bill is passed, military and diplomatic costs will have reached $101.8 billion this fiscal year, up from $87.3 billion in 2005, $77.3 billion in 2004 and $51 billion in 2003, the year of the invasion, congressional analysts said. Even if a gradual troop withdrawal begins this year, war costs in Iraq and Afghanistan are likely to rise by an additional $371 billion during the phaseout, the report said, citing a Congressional Budget Office study. When factoring in costs of the war in Afghanistan, the $811 billion total for both wars would have far exceeded the inflation-adjusted $549 billion cost of the Vietnam War.
Yglesias picks up on the really interesting part of the story:
The report apparently contains such phrases as "These factors, however, are not enough to explain a 50-percent increase of over $20 billion in operating costs" and "These reasons are not sufficient, however, to explain the level of increases." Relatedly, the Post reports that "Of the total war spending, the CRS analysis found $4 billion that could not be tracked. It did identify $2.5 billion diverted from other spending authorizations in 2001 and 2002 to prepare for the invasion." I'm fairly sure you're not allowed to "divert" money from other spending authorizations, and you're certainly not supposed to lose $4 billion in untrackable spending. Nor does it sound entirely appropriate for the Pentagon to be running its operation in such a way that the CRS can't discern the causes of 50 percent spending increases.
Can you say "Halliburton?"
Republican "Family Values" in action
Source article
Sex sells. The dam is already breaking.
The San Diego Tribune provides the outline:
A source close to the bribery case, who spoke on the condition of anonymity because of the ongoing investigation, told the Union-Tribune that Mitchell Wade, who pleaded guilty in February to bribing Cunningham, told federal prosecutors that he periodically helped arrange for a prostitute for the then-congressman.
A limousine would pick up Cunningham and a prostitute and take them to the ADCS hospitality suite, Wade reportedly told investigators. Federal agents are investigating whether other legislators had similar arrangements with Wilkes or Wade, a business associate of Wilkes who ran his own defense contracting company, MZM Inc.
The CIA director appears to be implicated, and perhaps as many as half a dozen Republican congressmen could be snared in this sex scandal.
Last night on MSNBC's Scarborough Country, Dean Calbreath of the San Diego Union Tribune - which recently won a Pulitzer Prize for its coverage of the Cunningham case - said that "as many as a half a dozen" members of Congress could ultimately be implicated in the prostitution scandal
And in the world of the Republicans' culture of corruption, even the limo company who drove the prostitutes around got lavishly rewarded:
I've learned from a well-connected source that those under intense scrutiny by the FBI are current and former lawmakers on Defense and Intelligence comittees--including one person who now holds a powerful intelligence post. I've also been able to learn the name of the limousine service that was used to ferry the guests and other attendees to the parties: Shirlington Limousine and Transportation of Arlington, Virginia. Wilkes, I've learned, even hired Shirlington as his personal limousine service.
It gets even more interesting: the man who has been identified as the CEO of Shirlington has a 62-page rap sheet (I recently obtained a copy) that runs from at least 1979 through 1989 and lists charges of petit larceny, robbery, receiving stolen goods, assault, and more. Curiously--or perhaps not so curiously given the company's connections--Shirlington Limousine is also a Department of Homeland Security contractor; according to the Washington Post, last fall it won a $21.2 million contract for shuttle services and transportation support.
Amazing.
Sex sells. The dam is already breaking.
The San Diego Tribune provides the outline:
A source close to the bribery case, who spoke on the condition of anonymity because of the ongoing investigation, told the Union-Tribune that Mitchell Wade, who pleaded guilty in February to bribing Cunningham, told federal prosecutors that he periodically helped arrange for a prostitute for the then-congressman.
A limousine would pick up Cunningham and a prostitute and take them to the ADCS hospitality suite, Wade reportedly told investigators. Federal agents are investigating whether other legislators had similar arrangements with Wilkes or Wade, a business associate of Wilkes who ran his own defense contracting company, MZM Inc.
The CIA director appears to be implicated, and perhaps as many as half a dozen Republican congressmen could be snared in this sex scandal.
Last night on MSNBC's Scarborough Country, Dean Calbreath of the San Diego Union Tribune - which recently won a Pulitzer Prize for its coverage of the Cunningham case - said that "as many as a half a dozen" members of Congress could ultimately be implicated in the prostitution scandal
And in the world of the Republicans' culture of corruption, even the limo company who drove the prostitutes around got lavishly rewarded:
I've learned from a well-connected source that those under intense scrutiny by the FBI are current and former lawmakers on Defense and Intelligence comittees--including one person who now holds a powerful intelligence post. I've also been able to learn the name of the limousine service that was used to ferry the guests and other attendees to the parties: Shirlington Limousine and Transportation of Arlington, Virginia. Wilkes, I've learned, even hired Shirlington as his personal limousine service.
It gets even more interesting: the man who has been identified as the CEO of Shirlington has a 62-page rap sheet (I recently obtained a copy) that runs from at least 1979 through 1989 and lists charges of petit larceny, robbery, receiving stolen goods, assault, and more. Curiously--or perhaps not so curiously given the company's connections--Shirlington Limousine is also a Department of Homeland Security contractor; according to the Washington Post, last fall it won a $21.2 million contract for shuttle services and transportation support.
Amazing.
Things conservatives believe
Source
So what is it exactly that conservatives believe? Yglesias gives us a clue:
Human Events lists the "ten most harmful government programs," two of which -- income tax withholding and earmarking -- aren't programs at all. The super-popular pillars of the social insurance state -- Social Security (#1), Medicare (#2), and Medicaid (#7) -- all make the list, along with genuinely harmful farm subsidies at number five in a tie with "contraceptive funding." Rounding things out are affirmative action and the obscure-until-last-fall Davis-Bacon Act.
Good idea, folks. Why don't you run against Social Security, Medicare, and Medicaid. And of course all that contraceptive funding. The government is spending way too much money on that one, isn't it.
Just to hammer home the point that wingers are somewhat lacking in the soul department, we have Bay Buchanan at Crooks and Liars:
"I think Katrina has worn its welcome.- I think the American people are tired of it."
Got that all you displaced Gulf Coast residents? Sit down and shut up. We're tired of hearing about it.
So what is it exactly that conservatives believe? Yglesias gives us a clue:
Human Events lists the "ten most harmful government programs," two of which -- income tax withholding and earmarking -- aren't programs at all. The super-popular pillars of the social insurance state -- Social Security (#1), Medicare (#2), and Medicaid (#7) -- all make the list, along with genuinely harmful farm subsidies at number five in a tie with "contraceptive funding." Rounding things out are affirmative action and the obscure-until-last-fall Davis-Bacon Act.
Good idea, folks. Why don't you run against Social Security, Medicare, and Medicaid. And of course all that contraceptive funding. The government is spending way too much money on that one, isn't it.
Just to hammer home the point that wingers are somewhat lacking in the soul department, we have Bay Buchanan at Crooks and Liars:
"I think Katrina has worn its welcome.- I think the American people are tired of it."
Got that all you displaced Gulf Coast residents? Sit down and shut up. We're tired of hearing about it.
Incompetance
Legacy Health (formerly the Montrose Clinic) may be cheap, but their office practices leave a great deal to be desired. Their reception desk people uniformly make appointment errors the responsibility of the patient. Today, my regular bi-weekly appointment is "canceled" - and when informing me of this, I'm asked why? your appointment was canceled. How should I have known that? well, you canceled it. If I had, why would I have driven 17 miles and paid $2 in tolls to be here on time? why are you here? Then, I'm required to retell my medical history and my reason for the (cxld) appointment to the same guy who, six weeks ago when trying to draw my blood, punctured me in three places, caused me great discomfort and, when unable to draw blood (because he was digging around in the back of my hand, having gone through my vein like a lawn dart) he asked whether I'd been drinking enough water. So, I sit here, with no indication of whether or if I'll be seen. I haven't eaten (these are all fasting appointments) so, severe bitchiness will surely be soon. And, given the level of care given to the uninsured in this country, I should consider myself quite lucky.
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Hump Day Discord
I'm loving the cooler temperature this morning!
The thunder last night was so strange - as it started to rumble through the sky, I woke and thought someone was moving furniture upstairs. Then, I could hear the wind rustling the bushes, and realized that it was the storm, muchly delayed.
And went back to sleep.
Chest pains, chest pains, chest pains last night. Kept me awake part of the night. I don't know enough to know whether this is stress or something to worry about.
So I'm worried.
On the other hand, I should think that if my heart were indeed causing me difficulty, I'd have known all about it a few weeks ago when I was exercising three times a week quite vigorously. Nothing was happening then.
Today, what is there to do? Complete the 501 application, and work on the mortgage book, and .. what?
Today is Chuck's birthday. I'm taking him to dinner; he says it should be somewhere casual and inexpensive. I would really like to take him to Rouge; unless I collect a client payment today, that's out of today's budget.
The car salesman says that the new Lucerne will be in sometime between May 10 and 20th, so I guess the 15th is when it will arrive. Another three weeks, and I'll have to figure out how this is going to work.
Jayne came over last night, and she LOVED the house. She thinks I should keep it if it can be bought at the right price.
a bit later
Okay, the fax machine SORT of works. Not REALLY works, but SORT of works. I've been thinking that it may need replacement, but yurg. WHY NOW?
Is it because I have the multi-cultural, inter-asian loan deal that's fifteen months in the making hopefully closing in a week?
still later
Well, Chuck and I had dinner at Rouge (which was fabulous and wonderful,) he loved the watch I gave him, and we then went to see "Inside Man," which was terrific. I got home at around 1:30, which left me a bit .. tired. Yurg.
The thunder last night was so strange - as it started to rumble through the sky, I woke and thought someone was moving furniture upstairs. Then, I could hear the wind rustling the bushes, and realized that it was the storm, muchly delayed.
And went back to sleep.
Chest pains, chest pains, chest pains last night. Kept me awake part of the night. I don't know enough to know whether this is stress or something to worry about.
So I'm worried.
On the other hand, I should think that if my heart were indeed causing me difficulty, I'd have known all about it a few weeks ago when I was exercising three times a week quite vigorously. Nothing was happening then.
Today, what is there to do? Complete the 501 application, and work on the mortgage book, and .. what?
Today is Chuck's birthday. I'm taking him to dinner; he says it should be somewhere casual and inexpensive. I would really like to take him to Rouge; unless I collect a client payment today, that's out of today's budget.
The car salesman says that the new Lucerne will be in sometime between May 10 and 20th, so I guess the 15th is when it will arrive. Another three weeks, and I'll have to figure out how this is going to work.
Jayne came over last night, and she LOVED the house. She thinks I should keep it if it can be bought at the right price.
a bit later
Okay, the fax machine SORT of works. Not REALLY works, but SORT of works. I've been thinking that it may need replacement, but yurg. WHY NOW?
Is it because I have the multi-cultural, inter-asian loan deal that's fifteen months in the making hopefully closing in a week?
still later
Well, Chuck and I had dinner at Rouge (which was fabulous and wonderful,) he loved the watch I gave him, and we then went to see "Inside Man," which was terrific. I got home at around 1:30, which left me a bit .. tired. Yurg.
Monday, April 24, 2006
Monday, Monday ver. 775.01
Well, an interesting day indeed. The yard's cleaned up, and I don't feel anymore like the neighborhood hoodlum. The pool is now .. BLUE. Well, cloudy and blue. But, the leaves are all out of the bottom thereof. The patio's edged, the hoses put away, and .. heavens to mergatroid, it seems like things are starting to come together here.
It will probably have all the light fixtures replaced, all the outside pressure washed, the flower beds cleaned up, the hedges and bushes trimmed up, and everything working just in time for me to move out.
Ah, well.
Worked today on loans - turned down the loan for Guns' girlfriend, met with two nice gay boys and told them not to buy a house, worked on the loan in Brownsville, and worked with the guy from Florida on his credit. That's all caught up now. Worked on the 501(c) application all afternoon - more on that to do in the morning. Worked on setting myself up with a new job. Worked on the class reunion with Babs.
Tomorrow, more on the 501 application, then, nothing to stop me from working on my student course books. I was thinking about adding some end of section study questions, and moving all the elements around some. So, tomorrow, I'm going to work on that, and then meet up with Rick and ask him to modify the data file for me so that I can submit it for approval.
Tom is working on my several websites - that's VERY exciting to me. He was working on my high school reunion site today. That will probably be deployed by the end of the week. After that one comes my business site. Wow.
That means that later this week, I'll be writing content for it.
Tomorrow morning, before I get started on work, I'm cleaning up the car. Totally cleaning up the car. Inside and out, under the hood and everywhere.
Mitch told me (again) that he was picking up his TV and bedroom furniture this weekend, but also called to say that he had a phone line installed over here, and that he needed to put in an answering machine.
Uh, no?
My "date" for tonight is AWOL. My "date" from the other night has a girlfriend. Blarg. I'm sticking with the proto-husband, period.
How extravagant should I get for his birthday on Wednesday?
It will probably have all the light fixtures replaced, all the outside pressure washed, the flower beds cleaned up, the hedges and bushes trimmed up, and everything working just in time for me to move out.
Ah, well.
Worked today on loans - turned down the loan for Guns' girlfriend, met with two nice gay boys and told them not to buy a house, worked on the loan in Brownsville, and worked with the guy from Florida on his credit. That's all caught up now. Worked on the 501(c) application all afternoon - more on that to do in the morning. Worked on setting myself up with a new job. Worked on the class reunion with Babs.
Tomorrow, more on the 501 application, then, nothing to stop me from working on my student course books. I was thinking about adding some end of section study questions, and moving all the elements around some. So, tomorrow, I'm going to work on that, and then meet up with Rick and ask him to modify the data file for me so that I can submit it for approval.
Tom is working on my several websites - that's VERY exciting to me. He was working on my high school reunion site today. That will probably be deployed by the end of the week. After that one comes my business site. Wow.
That means that later this week, I'll be writing content for it.
Tomorrow morning, before I get started on work, I'm cleaning up the car. Totally cleaning up the car. Inside and out, under the hood and everywhere.
Mitch told me (again) that he was picking up his TV and bedroom furniture this weekend, but also called to say that he had a phone line installed over here, and that he needed to put in an answering machine.
Uh, no?
My "date" for tonight is AWOL. My "date" from the other night has a girlfriend. Blarg. I'm sticking with the proto-husband, period.
How extravagant should I get for his birthday on Wednesday?
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Sunday evening commentary
Today was quite the day. I didn't sleep well last night, because I was twitching at every thump, click and bark. After about four hours of sleep, I was up and getting ready for church, where we talked about forgiveness. I have to admit that I did a bang-up job of facilitating the conversation, and people were VERY pleased. As I stood there leading the conversation, I kept thinking about the elements of my own life in which I need to apply some forgiveness. I've been working with being grateful for the things that I do have, consistent with what we were discussing, whatever Chuck teases me about to the contrary.
After church, dropped off the car load of stuff for the church garage sale - and, even though the car was chock full, it feels like I've done a rather pathetic job of culling through all this stuff and letting go. Of course, this week the Divo eBay sale kicks off, which will release a bunch more stuff, but still .. it just felt so ... feeble. Like, I should give away about 70% of clothes, since they don't fit and I don't wear them. Chuck was telling me this afternoon that I MUST do some serious clothes shopping.
Tomorrow, I have a hugely full day. Oh, my. I have so damned much to do it's frightening. I have to execute well, and be on three different sides of the county at one time. Yurg. At least I'll have Babs' help tomorrow. She'll have to do some of my running around for me.
Chuck bought my bowling ball. I bought a cassette tape case that wall mounts just like my CD cases, which need to be put up on the wall in the closet.
Maybe tomorrow evening.
After dropping off the stuff, we had greek food, then off to Berryhill for Philip's 40th birthday. That was weird. Pleasant with Philip and Melissa, but weird. We
were there a while, then I dropped Chuck off at home, drove home and cleaned like a whirlwind for a few hours until Chuck came over followed by Ben and Robert - nicknamed T&D. We watched the Sopranos, then Real Time with Bill Maher.
T&D were in a weird space. It was great having the house cleaned, the snacks prepared and ready for them, and so on. Kind of the way I like to run my ship - all organized, tidy and hosting people for pleasant times.
Today, a woman at church interacted with Chuck from the perception that he and I were in a commited partnership. He's not, but he is my proto-husband. This is a concept that I created - proto following from the use of the word proto in this sense - "`proto' is a combining form in a word like `protolanguage' that refers to the hypothetical ancestor of another language or group of languages.
So, proto-husband is the hypothetical husband, or precursor husband. The pre-husband. husband 1.0 beta.
And, I think I'm quite okay with that. He's a great companion, and I love being with him. Maybe proto-husband is just the right thing for now.
Anyway, he's still here - we're watching "Constantine" and computing on our respective laptops.
He thinks my internet connection is slow. It's not that great, true.
This week, I have the utility bills to pay, and I want to manifest a cooktop. A black, ceramic/glass, downdraft, electric 30" cooktop in great shape for cheap.
Only twenty days to figure out how to finance my new car. Loans to close before that.
I asked yesterday about being made the corporate secretary (more like board secretary/legal counsel) for a forming international non-profit. It pays wonderfully, and involves a lot of higher brain function work. It would be the kind of job that would allow me to get caught up, stay in a house like this. Have options.
So, Cassandra the psychic told me that this house was numerologically bad. So, if it's done unto me as I believe, doesn't that mean that this poor house is NOT cursed by the lottery of its address assignment, but that its subject to the beliefs of the person who owns or occupies it?
If I had the cash flow and down payment to afford this house, and the wherewithal to repair and rehab it, why would it be bad for me financially? Unless I believed that it was possible, anyway.
I don't believe in pre-destiny.
Or, is this my being resistant to changing, just as I was in living in that apartment for eight years?
I love this house, but I'm still engaged in fear. Fear of Guns' temper (I fired him as a client last night, and he's pissed. You should hear the voice mail he left me. Such vitriol. I'm still processing that whole deal - my side of it - within the framework of what we talked about today at NV) Fear of Mitchell showing up drunk. Fear of whatever the heck else coming in the door. Fear of .. lack. Fear of not having enough motivation. Fear of .. what? What is it that drives all of this fear of mine? Last night, I just lay there letting the fear and adreneline wash over me. I didn't resist it, just let it come on ahead.
What is it, though?
What? Maybe a clue would be helpful.
This movie is nearly over .. so it's going to be time to hit the sack.
After church, dropped off the car load of stuff for the church garage sale - and, even though the car was chock full, it feels like I've done a rather pathetic job of culling through all this stuff and letting go. Of course, this week the Divo eBay sale kicks off, which will release a bunch more stuff, but still .. it just felt so ... feeble. Like, I should give away about 70% of clothes, since they don't fit and I don't wear them. Chuck was telling me this afternoon that I MUST do some serious clothes shopping.
Tomorrow, I have a hugely full day. Oh, my. I have so damned much to do it's frightening. I have to execute well, and be on three different sides of the county at one time. Yurg. At least I'll have Babs' help tomorrow. She'll have to do some of my running around for me.
Chuck bought my bowling ball. I bought a cassette tape case that wall mounts just like my CD cases, which need to be put up on the wall in the closet.
Maybe tomorrow evening.
After dropping off the stuff, we had greek food, then off to Berryhill for Philip's 40th birthday. That was weird. Pleasant with Philip and Melissa, but weird. We
were there a while, then I dropped Chuck off at home, drove home and cleaned like a whirlwind for a few hours until Chuck came over followed by Ben and Robert - nicknamed T&D. We watched the Sopranos, then Real Time with Bill Maher.
T&D were in a weird space. It was great having the house cleaned, the snacks prepared and ready for them, and so on. Kind of the way I like to run my ship - all organized, tidy and hosting people for pleasant times.
Today, a woman at church interacted with Chuck from the perception that he and I were in a commited partnership. He's not, but he is my proto-husband. This is a concept that I created - proto
So, proto-husband is the hypothetical husband, or precursor husband. The pre-husband. husband 1.0 beta.
And, I think I'm quite okay with that. He's a great companion, and I love being with him. Maybe proto-husband is just the right thing for now.
Anyway, he's still here - we're watching "Constantine" and computing on our respective laptops.
He thinks my internet connection is slow. It's not that great, true.
This week, I have the utility bills to pay, and I want to manifest a cooktop. A black, ceramic/glass, downdraft, electric 30" cooktop in great shape for cheap.
Only twenty days to figure out how to finance my new car. Loans to close before that.
I asked yesterday about being made the corporate secretary (more like board secretary/legal counsel) for a forming international non-profit. It pays wonderfully, and involves a lot of higher brain function work. It would be the kind of job that would allow me to get caught up, stay in a house like this. Have options.
So, Cassandra the psychic told me that this house was numerologically bad. So, if it's done unto me as I believe, doesn't that mean that this poor house is NOT cursed by the lottery of its address assignment, but that its subject to the beliefs of the person who owns or occupies it?
If I had the cash flow and down payment to afford this house, and the wherewithal to repair and rehab it, why would it be bad for me financially? Unless I believed that it was possible, anyway.
I don't believe in pre-destiny.
Or, is this my being resistant to changing, just as I was in living in that apartment for eight years?
I love this house, but I'm still engaged in fear. Fear of Guns' temper (I fired him as a client last night, and he's pissed. You should hear the voice mail he left me. Such vitriol. I'm still processing that whole deal - my side of it - within the framework of what we talked about today at NV) Fear of Mitchell showing up drunk. Fear of whatever the heck else coming in the door. Fear of .. lack. Fear of not having enough motivation. Fear of .. what? What is it that drives all of this fear of mine? Last night, I just lay there letting the fear and adreneline wash over me. I didn't resist it, just let it come on ahead.
What is it, though?
What? Maybe a clue would be helpful.
This movie is nearly over .. so it's going to be time to hit the sack.
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