October 2, 2022
I’m done stressing about my life. I’m going to be making fun of other people now. Who I’m going to be making fun of, I don’t know yet. It will be people who deserve it. I could make fun of the rich for being so focused on money they neglect everything else in their life. Actually, the only one I feel like picking on is myself. I was reading one of my old Thoughts papers. Instead of saying others were stupid, I referred casually to the Special Olympics. Don’t look for it because I took it out, but I was so disappointed in myself for what I said. It makes me glad I haven’t thought of actually publishing my Thoughts papers until now. I’m past all my casual abuse of people who don’t deserve it. My past words are not precious to me. I’m a different and better person now than I was then.
Beyond the horrible words I took out of my Thoughts papers, I’m finding them a treasure trove of weird and wonderful words. The ones I’m working on now were written right after I was married in 1997. As of this writing, that was 25 years ago. I’ll be honest with you (future reader of these words), if I think of something better than what I said back then, I change it. It took me 25 years to edit those thoughts, but it’s just part of the writing process. Writing is rewriting. Thinking is rethinking. Rewriting my thoughts are … I think you know where I’m going with this.
October 15, 2022
I am a restroom psychic. I was talking to Patti on my phone when I was in our locker room at work. Right off the locker room is a large restroom with changing rooms, showers, urinals, and several stalls. I saw a large man in a work outfit walking toward the restroom. As he turned to go into the restroom, I groaned. Patti asked me what I was reacting to, and I told her a large guy was going into the restroom and I could tell from the look on his face what he was going to do. I also guessed he was going to use my favorite stall. As I went into the restroom, I found all my predictions were true. I used a different stall and finished before him. He was still flushing the toilet when I washed my hands and left. At least he was courteous enough to do several courtesy flushes. He’s not a healthy person, but he was courteous.
It’s raining today. In some areas, that would not be unusual, but Southern California is not one of those areas. I don’t need to do much outside so I’m good with it. I’ve never really liked the rain. Even if I’m inside, I don’t find the sound of rain soothing. If you add lightning and thunder like we had today, I’m truly unnerved and not a fan. I’m watching lightning strikes in front me as I write this. Those are kind of cool because it’s not raining where I am right now. Since it stopped raining, I’m going to stop talking about it.
I listened to an autobiography of Woody Allen. He’s someone who many people have given up on because of what they alleged about him. The only thing that is true is that he married someone 35 years younger than him. Mia Farrow made all the rest of the allegations up. He talks about people who said they wouldn’t work with him again who would have jumped at the chance before the allegations. Famous people who are used to being lied about in the press believe he is guilty despite a lack of evidence. With all the sleaze bags in Hollywood, it’s not too hard to believe he’s just another one. The biggest problem with that assertion is he does not live in Hollywood. His biggest problem is being Jewish by birth and non-religious by choice. He has a big target on his back just for that.



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