"Hey- - That's So 2006!"

Greetings to all you blogees out there. I hope you all had a nice Christmas. I'm at least not quite as broke as I was before the holidays. We must be grateful. If you're wondering about my oppinion of George Bush from the last posting let me clarify something. I believe it's not only George Bush who is "on trial" and "up for judgement" in the next few weeks, but it's God Himself who is on trial, because "God" and George Bush are so attatched to the hip as least as far as the right wing is concerned. When Bush's throat tickles, God breaks out in a spasum of cauaghing. I am on trial myself. After all I voted for George Bush twice. I did so the last time because I felt that God was with him. This is a file that does a lot of digging around in the dirt. You never know what relics will turn up.

In terms of "The Paraqauat Files" I know you people. When you're telling a story and the people are interested in the topic, what they want most is a sequel. In this sequel we introduce a new conspiricy item we didn't mention before because I felt it was just a little too "X Files" to say flat out. So now we leave it up to you readers to draw a conclusion. Here's another clue for you all. One scene we left out was mid September 1990 when I happened to meet Joe's parents. I looked at them and they said, "Oh, we're the In-Laws". That remark may be significant, or it may mean absolutely nothing. It's kind of like when Oswald told the police, "I'm with the FBI". Was he blowing smoke out his ass or did he mean something by it?

This is the day after Christmas. “The Jesus Chronicles” are out. Apparently it’s another by Tim Le Hay and it’s the Gospel of John dressed up with more dialog. Christians believe is they say the same thing over and over it will come true.

James Brown died Christmas morning at age 73 of heart failure. I believe we have four songs by James Brown in our rock collections on line. His career of course spanned fifty years and he had planned appearances when he died. James Brown has gotten a lot of due recognition in the media, and even by the President.

Fidel Castro does not have cancer. A little of my prediction was vindicated. He’s just recovering from a lot of surgery but he’s definitely on the mend.

Saddam Hussein has been ruled against by an appellate court. Apparently the Iraqis have a law that states that anyone denied an appeal by a high court has to have their sentence carried out within the next month. So Hussein should be swinging from a rope before the end of January. “Bon Voyage!”

Governor Swartzenegger broke his leg while skiing in Idaho yesterday. They say he’ll undergo surgery under general anesthesia. We hope he mends.

There were two earthquakes in Tiwhan today. One was 7.2 and the other was 6.4 in the rictor scale. They feared the quakes would trigger a tidal wave, but I guess we aren’t going to start some new after Christmas tradition and the tidal wave alert was called off. Still two earthquakes of that size can cause a lot of damage.

Glen has not yet been by with coffee. I am thinking of heading out to the bakery if it’s open today. Some people take the day after Christmas off. Bill has not been here in three days. Dianne is back. I rarely have sugar frosted flakes but I had them this morning. We had a blueberry muffin, one sausage, and one bacon.

Gary sold me six Pall Malls for a dollar. I figured the price was right. I should have heard Oscar in the halls by now. Last night I had this dream about a woman who complained she was being mistreated by some government agency that I was representing and I was trying somehow to help her. In one scene she was at the beach and her group had about five one year old babies who were being treated to their first beach outing. I later learned she was a member of some group where after you were married you got raptured to heaven or some place for a year. This was a group that actually had ongoing rapture experiences- - where people physically disappear into another dimension.

Last night I did finish the fruit cake. I watched the news and then Jeopardy and then Wheel, I guess and then “Pirates of the Carebean”. I didn’t think it was such a great movie but it had some colorful dated dialog in it. This morning I put on those slipper socks from Dr. Messina. He wants us to feel like we’re back in the hospital.

Now we’ve heard it. The first use of the expression “That is so 2006” in a commercial- - meaning that it’s passé and no longer relevant.

It’s gotta be a bummer for department stores this time of year with all the people returning gifts. Apparently some people after a while will put you on a Black List if you are known for returning too many gifts. Get someone else to.

Apparently in the movie “Good shepherd” there is an implication that George Herbert Walker Bush ratted out our own CIA telling the Soviets we planned to invade and they told Castro, all in a plot to make President Kennedy look bad.

There are just six big corporations that determine what shows we see on television now. There used to be a majority of independent producers who determined what we watched but now that has shrunk to 24%. Of course even back in “Network” there was talk about bigger corporations gobbling up smaller corporations and the process would repeat itself. Apparently Robert Kennedy made some key speech about corruption in high places and he said “Only the President can remedy this situation” and a week later he was assasenated. Of course [name withheld] at the gathering on Sunday was the one who said that his biggest fears about Berock Obama is that he will be assasenated by somebody. I know he poses a severe “challenge” (a Nurse Rachett term) to the Republicans.

Now there are roomers that we have already decided to attack Iran. If we see a big build-up of troops in the region of the Gulf in January you know it’s coming, because due to astrological or astronomic realities or some sort, the fall is a bad time to attack. The attack has to be done early in the year, like in March or something. “Bush doesn’t feel like he needs to go back to Congress to get approval to attack Iran”.

If all of OPEC switched to the Euro from the dollar it would ruin our economy.

The Paraquat Chronicles

A few days later Kathy informed me my place would be being sprayed for cockroaches. I hadn't complained of roaches, and indeed it was not a pro- blem. She said something about it being "spawning season". In point of fact I had been "sprayed" three times in the previous two years, not count- ing this time, which would make four. It's like she was deliberately try- ing to be annoying. A month or so later in early August there was yet another "follow-up" spraying, where they just hit the floor boards, or something. I was coming home from Taco Bell and they were in here stink- ing up the place. Kathy said she had shouted up to me the previous night "They'll be spraying tomorrow" and I had shouted back "OK". Perhaps- -

Clint had shouted "OK" from his window playing a dirty trick. Or perhaps she made the whole thing up, trying to do a Twilight Zone number on me.

That Friday morning, July 10th. or so, I woke having had the most disturbing dream. It's like I suddenly "connected" two disperate things, and was "never the same". I suddenly "perceived" myself as being in a whole lot more danger than I had been in. Analogus to imigry Albert Einstein once suggested about "viewing marble players from a high window, and wondering what "mysterious fource" kept bending the marbles off course- only to note that the ground was not flat". Well, this dream had the stunning "enlightenment" of suddenly "connecting" the hilly ground with the distorted marble trajectories and realizing "Oh, I see it now". It was a dream and an interperation that "stayed" with me. Here's the dream:

- - - It was sometime in the early to mid sixties and it was a Sunday afternoon around four, and it was warm, like summer time. I had been out playing or something and came in the house and wandered around, and some- how became aware of the fact that I was invisable. And I was hearing people say things they wouldn't otherwise. Mom and Dad were in a pitched argument about something Mom had done a long time ago. Dad was ranting and raving about "You are thirty-eight now, and you were twenty-eight when it happened" and a tone of "How COULD you - do such a thing- - make such a mistake, which was now coming back to haunt us". I remember wandering all around the house but the conversation kind of made its way into the bedroom. I remember light streaming in from the bathroom. After the dream was over I had more of a sense of dread than I had had during the dream - like I had whitnessed something of significance. And also vaguely aware that this may be a recurring dream. Like I'd had it before but had some-

how driven the implications of it far from my mind. That Saturday I re- call two things. Watching "Kind Hearts and Coronets" a movie on KCET about Royal Sucession, and planned murders. While drinking Burbon from a bottle. And I recall thoughts swimming around in my mind, and getting a nose bleed. "I must be wrong; blood oviously isn't thicker than water".

A few days later Ross Perot ripped the guts out of his supporters by anouncing that "Due to the fact that the Democratic Party had revital- ized the Party" there was "No need for his candidocy". This announcement was made at the worst conceivable time, on the first day of the Democratic Convention. It appeared, for all the world that the Democratic carisma was "just so great" it was "irrestible" and hence Ross Perot was now vir- tually endourcing William Jefferson Clinton. This I perceived as a be- trayal. As if Ross agreed on one principle with the Democratic Platform. Like the song says "You know something is happening, but you don't know

what it is- - - - Do you, Mister Jones".

Opening night for the Barcelona Olympics was a trip. They did this "epic" War and mythology thing, that reminded me of a bad rendition of Don Giovani, or something. Some Epic legond.

Relations with Clint had gotten much worse. There would be insults and whispering to his friends. He and Kathy would appear to be sharing some inside joke. These "incidents" involving Nicholas would increase. I shant go into them. One time Nicholas and I were in the pool and a bunch of other teenagers were generating "waves". Nicholas had his floaties on but still got panicked, and begin crying for his mama. I said I would help him, but Nick, completely out of charactor, backed away from me- - and when Kathy came said to her "they all were trying to drown me" and I pleaded that Nick "had just panicked". She appeared to believe me. I don't think Clint was in the pool at this time. Another time Nick asked me to specificly "throw him into the water- - like Mommy does". When I was chided for "Can't you throw me any farther?" so I put more muscle into it next time and when he landed in the water funny, Nick cries "[name withheld] tried to hurt me". Meanwhile those old "Ron Addams" roomers about me giving free Blow jobs to people, Clint said he "knew" I had done that, and said it in a way that led me to believe he had "heard" something, and not just grabbing at straws. Because the more i said he was full of it, the more iron clad and insistent he got. I wondered what the fuck was going on". His insistent cries "But I wouldn't tell anybody" were meaningless. There was a lot of "stuff" like throwing chewing gum at windows, and get- ting Nicholas to throw gum at every window in the courtyard, including mine. And I said "Do you really need to involve Nicholas in this?"

But where I blew my top was one Sunday late afternoon when the pool was crouded and the water nice and warmed up. I was just lounging in the water when a kid said "Isn't that your towell in the water?" and I lost it. One trick of Clint's was to get Nicholas to throw my towell in the water and when I would yell at Nicholas, he would go to Kathy and say "[name withheld] yelled at me". This day I exploded at Clint in front of every- body. All the little "code phraises" he and his friends used, and the little mind games, the accusations- - everything. I screamed that he oughta show a little respect for his elders". I don't know what the others thought. Or just how far, and how repeatedly I had been "pushed".

The weather this period was almost unrelenting in its humid torrid- ness. It was as though the very air itself would wrap itself around your throat and strangle you. The humidity was like Florida. The air was so heavy as you walked down the street- - it was almost as if at some moment the atnosphere would congiel into some gelatanus substance and you be frozen in mid step. Then they decided to drain the pool. They put up that yellow Police tape like they do with crimes. I happened to fanticise what it would be like if the water went off and I was like Daffy Duck just dying for one drop of water. I remember being on a bus in kind of a blatzed state (alcahol) and in those days the airconditioning came up from the windows and just hanging over it, and fancying myself under chilled water in kind of a blissed out state. On Saturday they were refilling the pool and [Pete Richards] called me and offered me a chance to swim in his pool "later" and as we were talking on the phone I became aware that Chris and Ferris had begun allowing people back in the pool. "Never mind" I told [Pete]. And I much preferred virgin tap water to the warmed over chlorinated soup that awaited me at [Pete’s]. It was later that night that Joe and Kathy returned prematurely, one might add, from a Camping trip. Nicholas wanted to go in the pool because everybody else was enjoying themself. But Kathy said "No, there's nothing in that pool but water". - - The next morning I do not believe I went to Church, unlike this morning when "Sonny boy" spoke. - - (Fredo said it was his turn but the family thought him incompetent) Any how the subject was "camping". Not really. But the Preacher said that

this life is like living in a tent, and you may want to do it for a while but soon it gets old. He told this story of a kid being told what a homeymoon was like and the kid asked "Can I take my toys along" and the Dad said "No". "Then I ain't going on one" the kid said. And Heaven was compared to moving into a permanent building AND to a honeymoon, and he said "God knows what you like". Enter the Big Bopper. Yeah, George Burnes in that movie last night said "The nurse has got to have the right ass- - THIS is too small- - - (gesture) and THIS is too big, you got it?" To which Richard Benjimin says "There's a lot of girls in New York like that". I must say- - - sometimes you are surprised. Because Joe and Kathy had taken Clint along camping with them and from what they said about him, it was not an enjoyable experiance at all. And when I caught up with Clint at some later date (he was elsewhere now) he, too said it was not an enjoyable experiance. It seems they drove each other nuts. I happened to think- - "What if it turns out that Heaven is actually the Camping trip".

There was stuff involving Kathy's "mother" or adopted mother. Clint had said "Kathy knows both her adopted mother and her biological mother". Well, I knew her adopted mother. Whether her real mother put in an app- earence shall remain a mystory. I remember one day they had an elaborate Birthday celebration on August l8th. It appeared to be for Kathy. But one time I happened to remark about the step sister, something about her racial makeup (she was appearently adopted, too) and the mother carps at me "There IS no "step" in my house. I believe in equality". She seemed angry at me personally, and I dont even know what it was I said.

My nearves were shot by mid August. In a sense it's a wonder why I didn't succumb to the temptation to take a few tokes. Because this place from l988 to l992 wreeked of marijuana smoke coming out of all sorts of peoples' apartments. I guess I feared the idea of "loosing control" even if everyone else around here chose to partake of the weed, legal or not. Parhaps I was just a fool for not toking up. I could have used "something" because - - - not to overuse a tired espression- - - I was becomming wound tighter than a fifty cent watch. Capish? It got to where I think I was hearing "things" like the electrical system being sabotaged, and blowing up or something. And crime horror stories like we are lucky we aren't all done for. And stuff about how their superiors are "conspiring against them". Like Joe and Kathy are perfect but nobody else knows anything.