September 8, 2004
The big news is that the death toll hit over 1000 yesterday. It's a bizarre number to look at. The song “4 dead in Ohio” needs to be rewritten. Far more people die from smoking, alcoholism, drug abuse, and drunk driving. But the number gives pause to how they died. I can't escape the feeling in the pit of my stomach that there is no reason for that number to be that high in the same sense that the number of deaths from drunk driving is inexcusable. There is no reason for it.
I never like it when someone tries to scare me into submission. At work it isn't blatant but if a policy comes along I question or outright question the effectiveness of the action or its practicality on moral. "If you don't like it, work somewhere else" and in my case it isn't said to demean but to subjugate because there is no real boss, not really, its all part of a budget. The budget dominates.
I can't help think that is the driving force behind the initial action. Drop a few bombs from storage, activate a few hundred thousand reserves, and move a few troops and it will be over quickly before it costs too much. It would give the impetus to increase the budget: more bombs, trains, weapons, contracts, kickbacks, votes, foreign sales, etc. Everyone wins
So now we are there, cries of “more money for the boys” and it is anti-American to question the funding. The head Coconut is looking for more nuts to fuel the killing fields of Iraq. The real criminals are those that would take the rear entry from the administration because they are too scared to admit culpability in what is happening. Why do I hear voices that tell me that Republicans believe Jesus is an American?I wanted to write this to motivate myself to write and lose weight. I have many miles to work out, many pounds to lose, many motivational affirmations to get my ass in gear to be what I should be. What ever that is. 1001 dead sounds like a cleaning product
Wednesday, November 27, 2024
The night I met the Judge's daughter
February 24, 2011
Today is the DA’s birthday, and while get got her present on Valentine’s Day (her valentine’s present was given on 02/01/2011) tonight it is takeout from Applebee’s. I am sad to report that I have been gaining weight lately and it is because I am having home cooked meals, still having trouble with stress related binging on candy bars which are expensive considering that the vending machine doles them out at a buck a piece. The commission for the blind runs the vendor license, and I suppose that is a good thing, but since Blind people get an extra tax break where do they get off selling a Baby Ruth for a buck?. Cut back on the sugar, cut back on the smokes, cut back on the portions, don’t buy premade meals, etc.
I’d starting this in the morning and adding to it when a memory become clear, there is only one radio station that comes through and it is the oldies station, I was never a fan of Do woop or silly 60’s songs but I am starting to gather a intense hatred. In boarding school a close pal used to sing love potion #9 in the shower, it sounded great in the shower, that song plays 3-4 time in a 10 hour period, and I wonder where is 34’th and vine and is it significant to the song?
I first met the DA on a spring night in 1978, after transferring back to the local school system, and as I have mentioned there was talk I had been at a reform school, and since I didn’t want the hassle I let it go. R____ came up to me and said hello, and I didn’t remember him but he said I got in a pen fight with him in Jr. high and he had a blue line on his forearm which was advantageous because it was picture day, so his school picture shows the blue line on his arm, a few years after we reconnected later his mom chided me for ruining his school picture, she was sort of joking (like most people who met me back then she was convinced I was always stoned).
I kept hearing about the Judge’s daughter, she became an almost mythical character, “guess what the Judge’s daughter said last night, she said she might like me”, she was always know as the PT (prick tease although I don’t think that phrase has gone out of favor), and R_____ had a few friends at school who spoke about her in derogatory yet still reverent terms. Who is this Judge’s daughter, what powers over HS boys does she have, now as I said I was a loner and I really didn’t cultivate any particular look except “stay away” (except for M_____ which is another story). There were lots of pretty girls and I had zero self confidence, but people thought I was smart and I had just come from a place where I lived on campus and there were 70 in my class to a city School where there was about 800 in the class. Not that I was a Romeo, I was in the dorms and dates were out of the question, and there was a couple of gal I liked that were in my time zone , but I was a Head banger back then with a heavy Pink Floyd influence, and I thought dancing was against the code, and if there was anything I would change it would be my attitude towards dancing, I couldn’t dance and as the DA told me years ago, most guys can’t dance, but girls put up with it and suppress their laughter because girls like to move and dance when they are kids and learn their seductive moves early, and guys usually don’t start dancing until they have to and use the same move no matter what the tempo is. If I was a dancer then … well my life would have moved in different direction even if it was lat as college.
One fateful night that spring, R____ and J____ showed op on a Friday night and asked if I wanted to go cruising to Eastdale and South U and the Judge’s Daughter and her friend B____ might be there, we got to Eastdale and went to the Mickey’s across the street, suddenly she was spotted, we went to the car and drove around in a circle and we pulled next to her facing in the opposite direction, we chatted and I looked at her and she was cute, a chatter box, and she looked at me batted her eyes, and asked if I was Valdez (back in the day we fellas called each other by our last name, wonder if that still happens), she then asked if I was a mexican and I started to asked her WTF and she said “You better behave or I’ll tell my dad”,”go ahead “ I say, well then she said something I would never forget, she invited me to go along and the guys said “No don’t do it”, (I still don’t know why, but I can guess), the Judge’s daughter said “come along you might get lucky”, I start to climb out of the car and she rolls up her window and takes off in her jeep with the wooden front bumper. “dude, what I tell ya, she is a real PT” says R_________-
We met a few times and ended up working next to each other, but that is for another day
Today is the DA’s birthday, and while get got her present on Valentine’s Day (her valentine’s present was given on 02/01/2011) tonight it is takeout from Applebee’s. I am sad to report that I have been gaining weight lately and it is because I am having home cooked meals, still having trouble with stress related binging on candy bars which are expensive considering that the vending machine doles them out at a buck a piece. The commission for the blind runs the vendor license, and I suppose that is a good thing, but since Blind people get an extra tax break where do they get off selling a Baby Ruth for a buck?. Cut back on the sugar, cut back on the smokes, cut back on the portions, don’t buy premade meals, etc.
I’d starting this in the morning and adding to it when a memory become clear, there is only one radio station that comes through and it is the oldies station, I was never a fan of Do woop or silly 60’s songs but I am starting to gather a intense hatred. In boarding school a close pal used to sing love potion #9 in the shower, it sounded great in the shower, that song plays 3-4 time in a 10 hour period, and I wonder where is 34’th and vine and is it significant to the song?
I first met the DA on a spring night in 1978, after transferring back to the local school system, and as I have mentioned there was talk I had been at a reform school, and since I didn’t want the hassle I let it go. R____ came up to me and said hello, and I didn’t remember him but he said I got in a pen fight with him in Jr. high and he had a blue line on his forearm which was advantageous because it was picture day, so his school picture shows the blue line on his arm, a few years after we reconnected later his mom chided me for ruining his school picture, she was sort of joking (like most people who met me back then she was convinced I was always stoned).
I kept hearing about the Judge’s daughter, she became an almost mythical character, “guess what the Judge’s daughter said last night, she said she might like me”, she was always know as the PT (prick tease although I don’t think that phrase has gone out of favor), and R_____ had a few friends at school who spoke about her in derogatory yet still reverent terms. Who is this Judge’s daughter, what powers over HS boys does she have, now as I said I was a loner and I really didn’t cultivate any particular look except “stay away” (except for M_____ which is another story). There were lots of pretty girls and I had zero self confidence, but people thought I was smart and I had just come from a place where I lived on campus and there were 70 in my class to a city School where there was about 800 in the class. Not that I was a Romeo, I was in the dorms and dates were out of the question, and there was a couple of gal I liked that were in my time zone , but I was a Head banger back then with a heavy Pink Floyd influence, and I thought dancing was against the code, and if there was anything I would change it would be my attitude towards dancing, I couldn’t dance and as the DA told me years ago, most guys can’t dance, but girls put up with it and suppress their laughter because girls like to move and dance when they are kids and learn their seductive moves early, and guys usually don’t start dancing until they have to and use the same move no matter what the tempo is. If I was a dancer then … well my life would have moved in different direction even if it was lat as college.
One fateful night that spring, R____ and J____ showed op on a Friday night and asked if I wanted to go cruising to Eastdale and South U and the Judge’s Daughter and her friend B____ might be there, we got to Eastdale and went to the Mickey’s across the street, suddenly she was spotted, we went to the car and drove around in a circle and we pulled next to her facing in the opposite direction, we chatted and I looked at her and she was cute, a chatter box, and she looked at me batted her eyes, and asked if I was Valdez (back in the day we fellas called each other by our last name, wonder if that still happens), she then asked if I was a mexican and I started to asked her WTF and she said “You better behave or I’ll tell my dad”,”go ahead “ I say, well then she said something I would never forget, she invited me to go along and the guys said “No don’t do it”, (I still don’t know why, but I can guess), the Judge’s daughter said “come along you might get lucky”, I start to climb out of the car and she rolls up her window and takes off in her jeep with the wooden front bumper. “dude, what I tell ya, she is a real PT” says R_________-
We met a few times and ended up working next to each other, but that is for another day
Retirement in 30 days 08/30/2016
My failure career is over in 30 days, all I have is a sweet pension and a 100 lbs to lose.
Homeless day 141 and a funny Memory
In 1993, Gail and I went to the Lobo Game. I think it was the Air Force game. I got the tickets from someone at work. We were on the top row. We had only been dating about 4 months, so everything was still fun.
Gail had a period of her life where she "dated" a lot, and I can't judge cause, if I was good looking and could get women to buy me things and they would have let me enjoy their company, I would have at every opportunity.
Gail had her fair share of opportunities, I wish she had taken better care of her appointment books. Would have made for good stories, I don't remember all the names.
The football team had just finished a terrible season. A promising coach Dennis Franchione, from a small division 2 school in Texas was hired. He was going to be displayed at halftime. He was standing at the top row, flanked by UNM athletic dignitaries. People taking pictures. Gail saw him, and didn't remember his picture was in the paper.
She got excited and told me " I know him, I think I slept with him" people turned around and stared.
" He's the new football coach, and I don't think you've had time to add him to your list"
She laughed and blushed.
The Lobos just named their new Coach, and I was offered tickets to tonight's game. cause it's one of those games people give away their tickets to.
I miss that Gail. I saw her a few days ago, she cut off all her hair and took a shower. She looked good for a 80 year old man.
I've accepted what she is, I need to accept who I will be
Homeless day 182
It's been a while, Gail has gone through several bags of clothes. An extra 500.00, recent 500.00 that lasted 2 days, and several hospital stays that last until she doesn't get the meds she wants. I got a call that she was in hospital the day after another hospital was looking for her bec6she walked out before they finished her treatment for abscess from injections, ( which she denys).
I saw her Friday, got a call from her health care, she was kicked out of ER at Kaseman for pulling out IV. A very nice person JUV, waiting with her, I told him I have her meds an $5.00.
She tapped on window, I ignored her, JUV thanked me. I left. I texted him and asked if she had any clothes, he didn't know.
I got her 2pants, 2 shirts, hoodie 3 pair socks.
She looks terrible , is getting breathing treatments every 4 hours.
Saw her today, took her waffle stompers, she complained, the nurse asked why she has abscess on both hips. I thought it was obvious, gail made a shooting motion at her arm, I remarked that she uses dirty needles.
I dressed her, and remarked " I usually take your pants off, not put them on"
She asked how much money she is getting for her birthday, I said none, she got unhappy, and I left.
I was having lunch with E--.
I missed her call, a cell phone call came in, I couldn't hear. I knew what happened, but waited, called at 6pm. She isn't in there anymore. I told E-- I'll probably have to pay for funeral. if she lives to my 60th. I'll be stunned.
Heroin wins again
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