I got a real treat yesterday, what a beautiful day, went to the beach and soaked up some rays in my shorts, barefeet, barechested and all, then a stroll uptown, the last of the tortise people were making the last rounds until the ghost town resumed its black existence, except for the dog people, they still thrive, because they know they are loved, except for the lady with her dog in the back of her truck :(
I am invisible again, that is normal anywhere you go, it is nice in a ugy kind of way, I find it laughable how people dont look at those around them, or pretend not to. this places is beautiful, but also so dangerous, so many planes flying in, so many boats coming and going, who goes fishing anymore, the were catching humpies, y0u need tons of humpies/pinks to make money. my only lucrative salmon season we were getting 1 dollar a pound for pinks, and 5 dolla per pound for Reds, no where near that now, who the fuck goes fishing, but it excites my blood, like when I see a lady wearing a dress, a summer dress, she was old, at least my age, she flowed along the bushes, I so wanted to walk up and say hi, but my fears prevailed as always, would I be labled a cad, a pervert, or would she be offended. the dress, wow not many of those around, the ultimate sign of freedom, I would love to walk around everywhere barefoot and in boxer shorts, as growing up in southern california, that was the norm, we did not have the fancy well built flip flops you can buy for 30 bones these days, we were barefoot in shorts, I swam on the local parks swim team, we had to wear speedos, never liked those speedo shorts, we had blue ones wth american flag if i remember correctly. I loved racing, I swam butterfly, breaststroke and freestyle, we had a great relay team, both the medely and free. I got lots of blue ribbons, they were nice to win. gilbert got gold in breast stroke. I love being in the water, such freedom, like sleeping naked, buck naked, but not with pets around, ick. O O I got a friend, so the coasty diver was changing out his gas tank his wife or gf not sure anyway she brought a dog, I could see him looking at me after barking down the end of the building, I had to go say hi. he was a breath of fresh air, so much energy, wish me and him could pal around. it was so much fun watching them do a set right downtown Sitka, they caught a bunch, mostly humpies, but it was fun to watch, I pretty sure they snagged up and had the skiffman running the corks, I found out the fish can and do see you on shore close up, was weird, some people were snagging fish from shore, getting a good many fish. it was all topped off with a 2 hr rollerblade trip downtown, north,then back to home via cannery row, it smelled like kodiak down there, some real charaters, I got cheered by some cannery workers, People like to see the blades, I see smiles abound and very few curmugens. O on a sour note, the guy upstairs was stomping around at 2am the other night, thought i was dreaming an earthquake, found some weird red fly like bugs in the truck and in the unit. time to get ready for my last week of torture. freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose. Mom is up and down, I think its the end of the road, wish they would let me fly home with pay, but dont want to leave, as I dont know when I will work again. im pretty beat down right now. I cant absorb too much more, maybe I will see goldilocks this week, where o where is she. it a fun game for me. on dream note, had Mike barnhart in my dream, I was getting fumbled by a Cog person, and he says just get it done. that was it. he was right. practiced at the art of distraction and mislalignment, always trying to force an error, like when I used to pitch against the Diamondbacks (the team leaders back when I entered the leauge) they would cajole, harrass and almost taunt me while i pitched, it eventually got to me a few times, but I had some good runs, lots of stikeouts before they wore me down. when I pitch good, I cant be hit, and they were a hitting team. my downfall was always withing myself or within my own team. you have to pull weeds in your life and on a team or business.
