“All politicians know that the way they juegos inflables get themselves elected by taking money from minorities and giving it to [voting] majorities.” (That was a guest on Coast to Coast AM last week, wish I remember who it was….)

The dog just “booof” ed on the back porch.

I’m staring at a world that keeps demanding stuff from me

And dismissing every effort I offer

to try to make it a  better place for everyone involved

I just wrote in a venting page

“If nothing I could ever imagine

could possibly be good enough for you

Why would I ever bother trying?”

And the dog is still boofing on the porch

And I can’t see anything I can gonfiabili per bambini propose to make anything any more liveable

That could meet with anybody’s approval.

And laying down and dying just isn’t an option.

So I’ll write this down and let the dog in.

And see if it’s at all possible

to go back to sleep. (10:19 AM)

—–“Truth Seeker Indigo”

-Um, let’s see- a hard drive died on me. (second one this spring?)

-Last Saturday we went to  the Body, Mind and Soul Health Show in Pembroke, (Ontario) When we left there I was more relaxed than I have been in quite a while. (That’s me on the table, with an old Atlantian Buddy (Gordon Olmstead) connecting me with my higher self.

-Funny thing- As Gordon began, I felt myself being tapped on my right shoulder- I mentioned that, he said it wasn’t him, might have been ‘one of my angels’. (Gordon had both hands on my head at the time) and then I was tapped on the left shoulder. I mentioned that and he said it wasn’t him… Hmmmmm-

-When he said I was connecting with my higher self I ‘saw’ a UFO emerging from behind a very white cloud. The UFO had Gold (coloured) trim and changed colours from deep emerald green to light blue, to light greenish blue… And I was pretty sure parque acuatico hinchable my higher self told me he was hanging out with the Andromedans lately, keeping  his human form, partly because of the progress we made in this life here, (the one I’m living now?) {{ I’m taking this with quite a bundle of grains of salt, hoping to be able to verify or check that somehow…}} {{{ But anyway- I got up from the table feeling verrrrry relaxed and more comfortable than I’ve been in a long time. }}}

-Besides Gordon, I also tried a Spiritual Vortex Healing. Glen J Vance, the healer, asked me to pray or affirm that any darkness that he pulled out or light that he called and sent into me would be painless and appropriate. (Something like that.) I felt a reassurance tell me to “Trust” what was about to happen as Glen started.

– In the couple days that followed, I felt a bit hyper sensitive emotionally, and then a virus hit me- not a very intense one, gave me a runny nose and a mild sensation of nausea, on and off. I was healthy enough to go to work and stuff, and the really weird thing was, it seemed like when I tried to lie down and  get some rest, the nausea would set in a little more strongly than when I was up and working.

-eh

—–Jim

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Saturday, May 23, 2009. Cousin Stephan’s Birfday, & Rhonda Rattray’s too chateau gonflable. (Yesterday was next door neighbour Alex’s Birthday.)

Cathi’s back, Yay!!!!

& it was Not as hot as a couple days ago.

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—–Jim

Sunday, May 10th, 2009.

Rasputin’s Birthday. Also Uncle Bruce’s, And Melony’s and Kelly’s (Sarah’s friends in Milford) I think it might also have been whatsername, Glenn and Sarah’s ex next door neighbor- the mother’s birthday.

It was friggin cold this morning here. +2˚C/+36˚F. I went in to the studio to set up the church service playback. Then I went around with the video camera and shot a bunch of bits and pieces of construction sites and a bit of bitter cold water blowing toward the beach at Robert Simpson hüpfburg Park.

It was so cold in the wind that I later realized I tensed while shivering to the point where I nearly cut off the circulation in my fingers.

Today’s photo was taken this morning, at the top of the hill leading down to the beach at Robert Simpson Park. That is Chats Lake (the Ottawa River) and Quebec beyond.

—–Jim

Saturday, May 9th, 2009. (Uncle Ed ((Conroy))’s Birthday.)

Started out cloudy, rained later.

It’s “Swap Day” in Arnprior, Cathi didn’t get up early enough to put anything out at the curb, (Or help me do it, or tell me what to put out there…) She wanted to put the old stove out there.

I grabbed a wooden table and two chairs from one place, an old Singer ‘portable’ sewing machine in a curved wooden carrying case for cathi and a bicycle that will probably replace the one that Cathi is using here now. I’m trying to remember whether I grabbed anything else. Don’t castillos hinchables think so.

Erin was accepted at Algonquin College’s Nursing programme. She’s got to upgrade her CPR certification.

We went to “East Side Mario’s” for Dinner to celebrate. (I got the hiccups, probably from the ice cream).

Went to sleep after dinner, dreamed I visited Glenn. One of his friends wanted to give me a beer, I told him I can’t drink beer (or anything with bubbles) the guy looked at me like he doubted my sanity.

—Oh, in a dream last week, Uncle Tom told me one of his students has a video of him teaching a class in High School (or middle school? Probably high school.)

-The photo is from almost the same angle as yesterday’s, with a whole lot more sky above the Museum.

—–Jim

Friday, May 8th, 2009.

Went to Pete of Peter’s Computer Solutions to see if he could get an Epson Stylus R280 printer.

He said he’d get back to me.

He hasn’t yet.

Sunday is Mother’s Day.

Cathi stopped off & picked up Erin on her way here from work tonight.

Lots to choose from tomorrow

Ach-

Photo is Madawaska Street, looking aufblasbare rutsche toward the Museum at dusk.

—–Jim

Thursday, May 7th, 2009. 5-7-9 “odd day” is supposedly significant to math freeks.

Museum board meeting. Scott told us that CD stomper labels are frowned upon, because the adhesive can mess up cd’s and dvd’s and Cathi said, yeah, they can also mess up players if the label comes loose or whatever.

So we looked for printers that print right on the cd’s/dvd’s. Epson stylus R280 photo/cd/dvd printer. buck and a quarter Canadian. We can live with pula pula inflavel that. Yum.

Dreamed my old friend Kathy Krafchick didn’t want to be hugged. I introduced her to Christine R’s daughter “C” and told her that “C” was a pisces too, and when I told her C’s Birthday, C said no, it was the 20th- but the 20th is Kathy K’s… I woke up wondering if I’m trying  to develop the facility to remember numbers from dreams and or psychic events.

shrug—

—–Jim

Wednesday, May 6th, 2009.

Cuzzin Joe’s Birthday (Lori’s Husband)

Finished editing the monday night meeting, went into momentary panic thinking the boy, who is seeing his behavour coach after school on wednesdays, would have a melt down over needing to get into the house and get some money for something he gets into his head that he can’t live without. (and he will disrupt anything to let you know he is not going to be happy or let you live in peace if he doesn’t get it.) (he doesn’t neccessarily get his way this way with me, but Cathi will tell me I’m just being mean and give in to him. (One person’s “Tough love” is another person’s”That’s just being mean.”) Oh- I was in the studio when boy might have needed to break into house and get some gonfiabili money for whatever. They didn’t come banging on studio door. I guess things went okay.

Then we picked the boy up at the lake (his coach’s place) and had a nice talk with her new guy. (he’s a really nice guy. Cathi, boy, coach and coach’s spouse are all life path “7”s. hmmmmm-

I don’t know, I just might survive this week. And just when I think it’s almost more than I can take, Cathi complains that I don’t have to get up at 5 and drive into Ottawa and put up with contracting for 9 hours and then drive home for another hour and have to face our part time job for another hour and…. oh never mind.

—–Jim

Tuesday, May 5th, 2009.

Cuzzin Tommy’s Birthday. (heiligeh shice, he’s 40!) Also Julia Jamieson’s Birthday.

meeting with bouncy castle for sale supervisor. & gawd, I’m exhausted. (but I won’t tell him that.)

shhhhhhh-

—–Jim