June 2001
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June 2001
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I will take off in a few minutes and go down to Don Cuco's for lunch... Cool site:
Someone sent me the joke about the Smithsonian and I decided if anyone was able to trace it back... they had... this site is terrific for debunking e-mails. There are other idiots like me out there:
E-Mail to another Diarist (Marc above) Marc I don’t recall how I first came in contact with your Journal/Diary… it was at least a year ago… I dropped by once or twice to see if you were still plugging away… sorry to note that you have become … disincented (I made that word up… I think… may have heard some ‘new-speak’ management type say it once… hard to tell)… toward it. I hope you will find cause to go back periodically, once a month… once a quarter… and vent, do it for posterity if not yourself… it was comforting to know that there were others out there flippin’ off the paranoia mongers by sending their souls into cyberspace, like Tibetan prayers on the wind… My Journal is a cumbersome repository of irrelevant (as George Carlin has so aptly put it) ‘Mind Droppings’. My friends and family used to go to it frequently but eventually interest waned… it got to be discouraging and then I remembered why I was writing and it ceased to matter (very much) that hardly anyone was reading it… the Journal and other miscellany was originally for my mother, but she died, when I couldn’t stop writing it dawned on me that the Journal was really for me. Looking for the why and wherefore of it all is a noble undertaking but a thanklessly impossible one. I have come to the realization this very moment that the sum total of my knowledge is perpetually altering my perspective and redefining my vision of what life is supposed to be all about. The mundane wisdom of the phrase “Take each day as it comes” has a new Zen-like meaning all of a sudden. Living as though yesterday was significant and tomorrow is worthy of anticipation has become too burdensome. I think I’ll go to a movie and get lost in moment… “Moulin Rouge” looks good… Later; Pete Daggett Went to the movie... hated it... the teenaged girls behind me loved it... not sure why they liked it, it was the hokiest, most scatterbrained waste of time and energy I have experienced in a long time... since Richard Gere played Lancelot even...Burrrr... Saturday June 2, 2001 I took Mike to the Florez's in Palmdale, I hate the idea that I am doing things for him...and washed the Truck... it really needed it... I rambled on for for about 2 paragraphs and have never read such boring drivel... I just deleted it... Sunday June 3, 2001 I saw where Antonio Villaraigosa and Little Jimmy Hann, Jr jumped all over Governor Davis for his "Threat" to appropriate power from Metropolitan producers...
Among those Davis accused of overcharging the state is the Los Angeles Department of Water and Power The battling Mayorial Candidates said:
My humble opinion is that Davis has no moral right to appropriate anything, but the same vein the Cities have no right to make an unreasonable profit off the Power Crisis. I am, however, disappointed with the candidates responses... neither one of them said that if they were Mayor they would investigate to ensure that the citizens of California were not being robbed of their tax dollars by their own local governments. I think this whole thing is obscene. The whole mess was created by Politicians in collusion with Power Companies... I hope some day we learn the truth and that some day some people have to pay. I was looking up Villaragosa on the net... there are an incredible amount of anti Villaragosa sites... vicious, bigoted, hateful sites... I had no idea he was the evil incarnate, the Mexican holy man sent her by evil forces to take over Los Angeles and drive out all the blessed white folks... damn... how do people get so twisted... I read an article by a woman who blamed everything on Liberals it actually made me angry, then I thought about it a minute and I got sad. http://www.etherzone.com/sees060601.shtml I am getting uncomfortable with the realization that there are so many scary people out there... Nutcases that my decide that they don't like the God I worship, the color of my skin or my children's skin. Young men who think nothing about putting a sticker on their window that has Calvin peeing on the phrase "Piss on You"... what kind of a person would do that... Mike didn't come home at 13:30... he came home at 21:30... in the meantime I went to his friend's house in Palmdale, they said they dropped him off at a church that used to be a bank near Carl's Jr. I found a some sort of fundamentalist Church that used to be a bank about a quarter of a mile from Carl's Jr., all the doors were locked, ... I went back and asked if they knew what his plans were... they said they dropped him at the church, but they insisted it was near Carl's... I went back and after driving by it twice I found an old Bank that is now a Baptist Church... it was empty... Just like the first one I looked at. I drove to the mall and walked from one end to the other... I saw a lot of strange stuff lots of human pincushions and other odd-balls but not my odd-ball. I drove back to the church... there were people there, I went in and asked for Mike but no one had seen a blue eyed black/white kid. I went home... Christy had taken all his toys away and his radio. He was angry... he threatened us, he said he was going to run away, he has a place to go... he won't tell us where... I have no idea how to get through to this kid... he is a lost soul...
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