The happenings that is. The day started early and has ended late. We are in the process of securing additional property and thus, I’ve been rather disposed in searching that out. One of the biggest problems facing this day was the traffic. Do people work in buildings anymore? It starts on I5 crossing the bridge in Oregon and never stops. From the time I cross the Columbia to my destination just south of PDX the traffic is beyond my patience. I don’t really have any patience, frankly. That’s why I live in the woods. Then, on my last trip back into The Attic, I get behind a drunk driver –in my little area of living– doing like 5 miles an hour. I don’t know he’s drunk yet, but when I try to go around him he cuts me off and then, quite proudly, shows me his white Russian and flips me The Bird. And I mean it was the full arm out the window; from like the armpit on out. And when it came out the window it was an arm of steel. Elbow fully locked and an unmistakable Bird at the end of it. The whole of the arm in the horizontal position. Well fuck. Now I have to stop this guy and challenge him to a duel. When he stops we begin to exchange pleasantries while my wife grabs my arm and insist that I stay in the car. Long story short here, I’m not going to his house for Thanksgiving and he isn’t coming to mine for that pagan businesses oriented holiday called Christmas.
Note to The Red Sea: See, drunk drivers can piss me off too. Not like you have capital on what’s right & wrong in the community, no?
Ran into some of my friendly community members today. Naturally, I’m a two headed goat with hooves and horns. They didn’t acknowledge me and barely –just GODDAMN barely, threw up a finger, no, not the middle, yet, and acknowledged my wife. Funny. Funny how they just thought the world of me before. Now, suddenly, I’m that goat. But yes, frankly, I wouldn’t expect anything less from that Christian way of life. Fear-mongers. That’s how the last president was elected.
I should qualify here. There is at least one community member that waves quite vigorously at me now –with a smile on his face. I wonder what it is he wants?
Note to The Red Sea: I see when you come to my web site. I know when you are there and what it is you look at. In spite of your stated beliefs and your declarations of disgust for the content, that certainly doesn’t seem to drive you away from perusing it. Oh, I know, you’re just keeping tabs. Shall I offer you a free membership?
I’ve noticed the explosion of link backs to the “Moral Majority” post recently. Frankly folks, that wasn’t all that well stated. Scroll down to the one titled “Neophyte Mystics“. Not that anything I write is well written, but at least that one was slightly more thought out, if not abstractly titled.
Well, I’ve got to get back to baking some bread, volunteering in my community, writing out a few more checks to charity, teaching computer science courses to the jobless and mailing off that letter of due compensation to the pope. Cheerio.
Rectory: That’s kind of a funny name. It makes me think my ass is on fire.