you know what sometimes i think i am dying, but refuse to get help. to put it as my daughter precious says, under the thumb of others, the medical establishment. o I made the mistake.. ha anyhoo, my sword is out and ready.
hey guess where I have been right in the enemy camp. lol well not really.. ha
so wtf it was a great adventure. like robinson carusoe as primative as can be. I finally got a job where I could work and think mother fucking cornerstone, I hate them. hahah not really. I know they just making doe ray me. and dont need some cocky carp blowing through all t he work. so it was a nice change to be put to the test, you know I was advertising carpenter, not electrical tradesman, as I actually have some contempt for “handymans” hhahahah but really are some good ones. I was hesitant at first, but as soon as i put my thinker on the problem it was fun. it was nice to be working for the white natives :) they were good pure people, except for the gay cop and the other weird pych. :) but he the former was an exellent cookie. those two were some smart fellas, much more learned than this native.
anyway it was a great experience, and would have been nice to finish, yet not enough beans. look at those beans.
This was quite the operation. smart family ran business, and very good people. so I was in this giant yurt, the first thing I thought about was spiders, lol. but so tired who cares… then to the rescue.. Norman the cat. the wonderful cat. he was a true scholar and ardent patrolman. let me pet him, then back on patrol, but I would be remiss without mentioning my best freind. GUS the golden. as soon as i stepped off the plane, he handed me a stick, i fell in love with that dog. he kept brining me the tennis ball and kept chasing it. I gave him a few good human hugs. he was tired the next day, but then rebounded to chase some more throws. Gus was always there to be my friend.
you know what, I can not remember the cooks name, he was the nice “fella” a cheif steward, and more… then there was the big engineer he was very watchful of when I did not know… so it was funny when on the plane right back to the rock he was talking about my family towns. bellingham,Edmonds, and the greenlake area of seattle. O so we got to land on lilly lake, and the plane was driving right up on shore and down the road, i was like wtf frick. I got to see my cousin Ellen. I tracked her down lol. she is a key ambasador for the city of kodiak, so it was not very hard. got to meet a family too, robinson carusoe as primative as can be. home schooled kids, I think is great, yet feel its also great to be around other kids of thier own age. real nice kids, maybe pesky, but nice.
you know the desert is looking pretty good right now. hahhaha be nice to go out and clean the fkn pool dumbass. hope i can make it all summmer. neeser was nice. not corner the damn palm family. but o man this was a nice challenge if not for the giant tent yurt, I just kept thinking of all the bunks full of pigs,just humans.. you burping farting shitting all the normal things we humans do. I knew I had to make an exit. exit stage left, old snaggltooth. ha. tough hombres working and living out there. one old hand, older than me, I made sure to show him the respect of his years. tough as they come, he spent the spring going through 45 degree mornings, and his only warmpth was his rig. I was very grateful for the experience. but longed for a hot shower hahahhaha o man I did not have a towel, and it never got hot,but the water was delicous. im getting cold thinking about it. doh. I long for hawaii and sweet mary to save me from my own madness. hahahha O she got a new job a paralegal. she runs in powerful circles. how does a shmuck like me stand a chance, my sweet mary. the bugs are getting worser, eye know but I cant help myself, everyone knows worse, but worser is the middle finger at the death of litature, which is everchanging as our world is. we think we live in a democracy, yet the key word it think, we dont want to think. it really is becoming a lost art with the advent of AI he who writes the code becomes ominpotent, or very importance oh man i am getting sleepy. do you think if i click my heels together I will get back home? the lost art of …