Ham

I dunno.. considering he was in the bathroom.. maybe he got into the class coordinator's Thorazine or Prozac, carefully shut the cabinet door, went to get some water to help choke it down, and overdosed right then and there.

"Well, we must be getting to the devil spirit relm. it's just the devil is fighting us. Now he's sending squirrels. Keep SIT'ing, stay sharp.." I may not be exactly "normal".. but I'm not THAT "un-normal" anymore..

Looking back now.. it looks like a comedy.. I wonder if anybody ever considered writing a situation comedy about life in a defunct cult.. I'd help with the script..

This really is a true story.. some people thought that the squirrel was sent from a group of satan worshipers as some kind of "message".. though couldn't understand how the thing got past the "hedge of believing" of da household.. and there was some kind of detailed analysis, behind the scenes, to try to ascertain who very well may have brought this kind of foul uncleanness into the "household".. and how.. at least one specific new student was considered.. though no one saw them anywhere near the bathroom before class.. no, I didn't do it. I'm sure I was considered though.. poor thing just may have wanted a drink of water. Got stuck in the hole, and in a panic, tried to get out in the wrong direction..

Ah yes. My lady friend here.. one day, I made a remark about "normal" people. "Normal? Ham, believe me, you are NOT "normal". I love you dearly, but no, other people are "normal". I know "normal". You're not scary, non- normal, but.." I laughed for about two days.. who can argue with reality..

I've never seen perfectly straight chairs in school classes. Even when I arrived early. No crew with string and rulers, carefully measuring the exact placement for said chairs, or even desks for that matter.. Never had to wait outside the room while the crew carefully re-strung the chairs between classes either.. I think that was largely the selling point of pfal. Where it lacked substance, slave labor was used to polish it and give it an appearance of elegance. Refreshments set with the same precision as the chairs, finely manicured lawns, grease spots (real ones :) ) cleaned from driveways, parking and greeting personnel, immaculately cleaned house, perfect timing for the start and finish, a PRECISE five minute break.. a "properly attired" CREW.. and not to forget, a precise COST. And yes, chairs set to precision within mere millimeters of "perfection". Everything was carefully honed to give it a personna that the time and money were really worth spending. I don't think the content actually sold it.. it was US. I don't think it could have exactly sold itself. I musta been nutso.. no wonder I'm so eccentric today.. I remember one class.. everything was set to absolute perfection.. the poor assistant then found a dead squirrel in the toilet, mere minutes before class started.. it was pandemonium..

Welcome to the "spot" So. Cal1. I hope your stay here is enjoyable.. :) If you want to see what some of what "dr" promulgated.. and what it did to people, even twenty some years later.. holocaust denial still runs rampant.. http://www.greasespotcafe.com/ipb/index.php?showtopic=6799

I would say.. "delete your cookies" if you perform a search from google and it gives results in greasespot.. you can have some pretty weird stuff happen..

Wowser.. sounds like they came close to an official fragging.. I don't exactly condone people beating the snot out of people.. but if one should anger a group to take that kind of action.. it may be a wrongful assumption that the person would think it happened because they are a "believer" instead of realizing it was because they were terribly, terribly annoying..

I dunno.. a little messiness doesn't bother me.. or even a lot of it. Now.. if you suspect that your cat you haven't seen for a few years is under there somewhere.. then I might have a few issues..

Oh yeah.. I remember that.. hmm. didn't the "believer cop" guy end up being a security guard somewhere?

and this was perhaps the one if not only time I have been able to change "history" it woulda been so.. what do people call it.. pathetic. "Two culties, caught by police trying to molest the upper ups in a community.. " sheesh.. Ya know.. the guy in the future is often desperately trying to talk with the guy in the past about having done some real stupid ...... OK.. carry on, nothing to see here..

Well.. I hope you had a good one. I see you are the "magic" age of 64.. I hope you've found a good soul that still needs you and will still feed you.. :)

Well.. if the odds are not much unlike that of winning the lotto.. maybe people ought not to pray to win the lotto. They very well may win the wrong one..

mr. "high and mighty" just kinda mumbled something about not being very happy about having to turn and run with his tail between his legs..

Oh yeah.. door to door.. sheesh. I don't think I've told this story to anybody.. I remember going with an "elder" in da church.. the joint said "NO SOLICITING".. big, black letters.. guess who decided to go there.. not the Squirrel. I actually said something about it.. "ya know, it's not REALLY a good idea.. But do the high and mighty elders think da crazy squirrel just might be wight? noooooooo. So I goes with mr. high and mighty.. sometimes I have this "thing".. call it revelation, call it whatever.. but whatever might be if we continue following this time line is gonna be so nasty, that I see it coming a mile away.. it's a surreal experience.. everything kinda looks blue.. but it's almost like I've witnessed the events before, and I merely watch them occuring in their proper order.. I told the guy.. "two cop cars are gonna pull in here in five minutes. I will be going in one, and you will be going in the other. What do you want to do about it?" within five minutes.. guess who pulled in the parking lot.. and how many.. So.. we slowly meander off towards the car, acting like we're natives there..

I wonder if anyone ever tried mime witnessing. No, not witnessing TO mimes.. "witnessing" AS a mime. A person could probably then "witness" in malls without security chasing them out.. might even amuse them enough they'd toss a couple of quarters your way.. hmm. could mime somebody stringing chairs.. people would think you were really nuts..

some of them weren't even hired hands.. never made it through wow, way corps.. maybe the vicster let them have a taste of raw mutton.. true for those at the top, anyway..

Hey, it's just "the circle of life".. who am I to argue with nature..

:) sheesh.. you're gonna live forever anyway.. I just hope I take at least a little bit of "me" with "me" when I go..

Hey Bump! Really good to see you again.. I hope the French treat you kindly. :)

I dunno.. the other day, I saw a pretty scabby looking truck slowly approaching one of our government buildings here. I didn't exactly "freak" or anything.. but I did check it out.. it stopped at the church a block away, and unloaded.. but ya know.. if it happened to be somebody who "meant business".. I wouldn't be here to be sharing the little story.. unless somebody here could "channel" the spirit of the Squirrel..

I dunno. Maybe it's not so bad. If I was close enough to one of those things, I'd get to go to all the places I wanted to, all at the same time. A little part of me could go to the vacation spot in WV.. maybe Washington state.. I'd like a little piece buried at the radio club's field day site.. sowy.. I know it's serious business, but it's not THAT serious.. what are you gonna do if it happens anyway?

probably depend on how close I was to it when it went off.. Actually, there are so many protocols that response would probably be a nightmare.. The whole scene is labeled as a biohazard..

Shill witnessing.. maybe it's like.. the guy can get into some real trouble selling the brooklyn bridge. Besides, everybody knows that I own it anyway.. Maybe the next most believable alternative, convince somebody that you own and can sell the intellectual and artistic rights. Then a person could amass a fortune from the royalties that it's reporduction garners in posters, movies.. etc..