who you kidding

12.17.14

Marco Rubio is a wet blanket and can’t see a future because he has no faith in change.  How is it for a man who can’t see hope in change.  I can hardly listen to the disparaging and fearful dribble that will leave him and others who continue to fight left behind in the dust of sugar.  “The single worst negotiator in American history.”  Well, bud, go back to Cuba and you can remain a minority there as well. 

That last sentence doesn’t sound racist, does it?  He’s a political minority in a small stagnated pool.  Move on Wolf, the rest of us are relieved and thank God for the Pope.  Did you hear the Pope, Marco?  Let bygones be bygones, change will come, and it will, even if Jesus doesn’t return in the next 30,000,000 God years.

I apologized to my director this afternoon after he said he was disappointed with my ‘harsh’ toned email.  It’s a frustrating place to work and I know he doesn’t like it when I cc: my notes of discontent to others.  Nevertheless, it’s over and I don’t know if he expects those additional statistics, I think he’s found some other unfortunate soul to do it.  Good luck and Happy Hanukah!

12.19.14

The Buraimi Hotel  is now a five star hotel though you wouldn’t know it except they are once again serving beer.  And last night’s after work libation with three colleagues did me in and I missed mass again this morning.  Beethoven’s Symphony number 9 helps recover. 

And for the first time in how many years I told the story of the coincidences and the spirit who thinks he’s Job.  I don’t remember how it came out but this kind of thing happens when you drink beer and they sat there and looked at me as if I had to be kidding.  I wish I were kidding. 

And again I try to understand five years on what to make of it, what is there people can learn from such a tale even if I don’t understand.  Well, I do understand, I understand what is true and I understand what is not true and there’s a lot of both.  But what’s there for people to benefit from?  That a spirit world does exist?  Yes.  That spirits can go from one body to another though the rule on that is unclear.  Who decides how and when and where good spirits and bad spirits can move around?  I don’t think they have the personal liberty to make that decision.  The 2700 year old Caucasoid shaman, damn him, ok not literally, was chosen for me?  Because we look so much alike?  Who put you up to this?

The weather is very nice now during the day.  Last week I agreed to buy a car, a 2002 Honda, and this week the colleague who gives me a lift in it every evening did not discuss the transaction with me and that was alright because I didn’t bring it up.  While buying this car will be cheaper than renting one for four months next year I hesitate and really I don’t know why.  I’ve managed to do without a car this far, but having one now, when the weather is ideal for being outside, a car can take me out there, out of the city, close to the mountains and close and up front for brilliant sunrises.  Maybe this week.  My colleague wants to upgrade before his family joins him next month so when he is ready and brings it up we’ll go from there.

I gotta lay down again.