Friday, November 29, 2013
When I said that I don't want the TV Media reading my Blog I wasn't kidding around. I've always not gone where I'm not wanted but they don't see it that way as they're a Pack of Degenerates. I just saw "Gone with the Wind" on AMC. In 1917 a young fellow left Cadiz, Ohio with his family and moved to Ravenna, Ohio near Akron (I worked there). Tiring of farming, he went to Akron where he worked as a clerk at Goodrich for about a year then left to pursue acting eventually winding-up in Hollywood still known as William "Clark" Gable. In Margaret Mitchell's GWTW (my friend, Cary, was a friend of her only surviving grandchild, Mitchell Gibson)....I was never really in love with Ashley....Well, you did a good imitation....the characters were based on people that Margaret had known or knew of. After the Civil War (see my Blog, one of my first, from November 3, 2008) in Georgia a young dentist named John and his 18-year old cousin Melanie were in love and wanted to be married, the Catholic Church said you're lst Cousins and definitely can't be married, broken-hearted Melanie entered the Convent where she lived to be a very old nun while John drifted out West where he became known as Doc Holliday a famous gunfighter. Melanie and John stayed in touch until his death at "36," and it was he (Scarlett wanted to run off with Ashley he said they couldn't do what they wanted but what was morally right) that Margaret Mitchell, a relative of Melanie's, based Ashley Wilkes, a Man of Honor.
When I'm in Greater L.A. I stay in a motel in Rosemead, there's a nearby library, a supermarket, a McDonald's and "Jim's Famous Burger" at 8749 Valley, get their Small French-Fry for 2.45 incl. tax and tell me if that isn't the most good french fries that you've had for such a price, if you're into Carbs you can make a meal just from that, I did. I hadn't been in L.A. for a year and when I had eaten at Jim's there was a black cat who I fed. A good-looking son of a gun with shiny black fur and big yellow eyes, I asked the people who worked at Jim's if he was still there and the lady said that the Black Cat, who is a stray, comes 3 times a day. I looked out the window into their seated outside area and said, the Black Cat is here now (I saw him strolling across the Courtyard. The people at Jim's feed the Black Cat as well as customers and I said he looked so good due to their food. This time when I fed the Black Cat (yes, suprisingly he eats french fries) whereas last year he looked up-beat this year he looked Sad as he's tired of his hand to mouth existence and the dangers of being a stray cat (dogs and other perils). I give $500 a year to the ASPCA but I've never had a pet as I'm a here today gone tomorrow type guy often moving about. A Loner, the Black Cat, a male 2-years old or less, would do best with a married couple who own their own house who have no children where he would be the only pet. Being neutered, getting his shots and occasional medical care, eating nutritious Cat Food (maybe an occasional french fry) and being indoors a lot sleeping on a couch or in a window sill I bet that the Black Cat would like that a lot.
Sunday, November 24, 2013
I just saw "Carrie" starring Hit-Girl and thought it was real good, I never saw the original. Carrie had good cause to be upset as her Prince Charming had been killed and she was covered with pig's blood. That mother, when some people go to the Happy Hunting Ground (clean water, good hunting) they make the World a better place, addition by subtraction. Wednesday I pulled into the Chevron in Baker and I was driving up to the pump these 4 guys were looking at my car in a hawk-way that can't be imitated (thinking did this thing survive in the desert for 40 years). I got out and by now these 4 were all looking the other way, I wasn't as interesting. I asked, are you guys Russian? Still with all 4 looking the other way one of them laughingly said "Yes," amused by my Hit. Baker is the entrance to Death Valley and as described in a story in the R-J recently the only place in the world where you can go abruptly from such low Elevation to such high Elevation. Therefore Companies from all over the World go to Death Valley to test their cars and that's what these Russian guys were up to. There's a lot of secrecy in everybody's actions, almost Cloak and Dagger, as the various Companies don't want the competition to know what they're up to. Now what would a Russian Company have to test worth sending 4 super-Engineers (wouldn't just send anybody) and all the trouble and expense? The Eastern European car tradition isn't that impressive, remember the "Yugo" which was described in "Car and Driver" .....So bad it shouldn't be called a car.... As Artie Johnson used to say...Very Interesting....I'm sure the other companies know there's Russians about, I wouldn't have mentioned this had I thought it would have done those boys harm. I had an Ultra-Sound at the San Diego VA and I have blood seeping from my knees into the surrounding tissue, I'm getting X-Rays at the Las Vegas VA tomorrow. This affects my balance but I don't thnk it's too serious. Years ago in Las Vegas some drunk Old Lady came out of a bar in the middle of the afternoon when she got to the sidewalk she tripped with her head landing in the street just as an 18-Wheeler was going past running over her head.
I get the impression that the TV Media has been ignoring my Prohibition on their reading my Blog, these Freeloaders can whet their busybody curiosity in some other way. I went to the San Diego Museum of Art, they're blocking off part of it for something else that has nothing to do with Art, this is to everybody's detriment. I also went to the Timken Art Institute next door rated one of the 10 best small art museums in the world (for instance their Rembrandt of St. Bartholomew is considered the best of the maybe 17 Rembrandts in S. Cal. Up to L. A. I saw the Clippers play Memphis, the next day I went to the Page Museum (at the La Brea Tarpits) which is so interesting all those poor animals that were caught in the tarpits and then went next door to the Los Angeles County Art Museum (Charles Bukowski's father as depicted in his autobiographical "Ham On Rye" was glad to get a job as a Guard at the LACAM during the Depression, previously he had been unemployed and not wanting the neighbors to know this he left the house in the morning drove off and returned in the early evening. Mrs. Clinton's slogan that she was constantly saying "It Takes a Village to Raise a Child" reminds me of some African Thing or Welfare. When I was a child if I needed something my Parents would get it for me or maybe my Grandparents would (bought me a piano) none of the Neighbors ever did anything for me that was worth more than $5 if that. Last Year, Mrs. Clinton, who I think is a nice lady, suddenly went unconscious while standing, fell and hit her head giving her a concussion. I have yet to do anything like that, Mrs. Clinton is an unwell Old Lady. You disagree? Well, I'm right and you're wrong.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
I went Madrid to Paris by bus, I like the bus, and the place was packed in early June. I've been to Paris lots and I went to the hotel I had stayed at the previous 2 times, not only would it have cost twice as much it was full. All the hotels were full so I went to the hostels and almost all of them were full. Finally an "International Hostelling" location took pity on me and I stayed there 3 days in a room with 3 other guys, had a good breakfast buffet. Whenever I travel every morning I eat as much as humanly possible to sustain myself for the hard day of sightseeing. I bypassed the things I always have done in Paris such as walking the about 2 miles from the Place de la Concorde (optimistically named the place of peace after the Reign of Terror this is where Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette were beheaded, there's a circle noting the exact spot, how grisly) to the Arc de Triomphe. I only went to 3 art museums and it was shoulder to shoulder. Just to get in I had to wait in line for an hour minimum. I went to the Louvre, begun in 1793 in a former Royal Palace with 8 mil yearly visitors it's the World's most-visited museum. Its art and antiquities run the gamut of Prehistoric to the Present, there amongst many other treasures are the "Mona Lisa" and the "Venus de Milo." It usually isn't shown this way but if you see the Venus in natural sunlight it seems as though it's alive. I went to the Musee d'Orsay a former railway station which is itself in the "Art Nouveau," it holds the largest collection of Impressionist, Postimpressionist and Art Nouveau Paintings (1840's to 1914) in the World. Then to the Musee de l'Orangerie which was originally the shelter for the orange grove of the Tuileries Palace and more of the same. To be in Paris is always very exciting.
Recently the long-time Mayor of El Cajon, Ca., pop. 100 thou, near S.D. was forced to resign due to his comments concerning the new-immigrant Chaldeans (Iraqui Christians), Mark Lewis...It doesn't take the Chaldeans too long to find out where the freebies are at....He stated that Chaldean schoolchildren getting the free lunches were often being picked-up in luxury cars, he made other similar declarations. There's 30 thou Chaldeans in El Cajon and 50 thou in S.D. County, since arriving in numbers in this country during the 80's the Chaldeans have acquired a reputation for drug-operations and violent crime. In this downhill-sliding Country you can't tell the Truth. Tuesday a Wells Fargo banker was sentenced to prison for embezzling 300 thou from his customers' accounts, that's a horrible bank, Citibank also. I once entered a branch in La Jolla of the same bank that I went to in Pacific Beach and I was told that I was the first customer ever at this branch that it just opened that day. I asked does that mean that I'm getting a free gift, they handed me a balloon.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Vlad and the TV Media have been ignoring my Prohibition on their reading my Illustrious Blog. Their attitude is, We don't care what you say, Ed, we're going to do what We Want. This is a very Childish Attitude their former Priggishness was preferable. When I was in Cuba 3 years ago this past Spring I went to Baracoa a seaport on the southeast and while there I took their transportation to the closest good beach which was 10-12 miles away (took forever due to the Cubans' horrible roads). It was a real nice beach and I enjoyed it thoroughly. And there was a guy going around peddling stalks of bananas and I bought one. It was a really clean beach but there were some chickens and pigs walking around, sort of spiced things up I thought. Anyway, I laid my bananas on a tree stump and went to get some drinking water and when I got back I saw a Greedy Pig standing there eating my bananas. Pigs are also going to have to change their Attitude if they're ever going to be known for anything other than avarice and gluttony. Now you're being silly. Our gratitude towards the 24 million surviving American Veterans.
I've been misspelling Names due to the TV Media's confusing me, they know no bounds. I've been to Gibraltar near Algeciras, Spain, 2.6 sq. mi. popul. of 30 thou, it's been British in Perpetuity since 1713, a little dot which controls the Straits of Gibraltar, a Fortress during WW 11 and former major base of the British Royal Navy. A lot of its Economy is based on cut-rate cigarettes and liquor, I bought a bottle of good Scotch, cheap. The Rock of Gibraltar rises a quarter-mile and is the only high ground around there. There's a Lift, an elevator, that goes all the way to the top and I took this the View is breath-taking. Once I descended I was talking to the Lift-Operator who was retired Royal Navy and I mentioned the Barbary Apes which are like big monkeys and are running and swinging about all over the place. There was this English Family standing there waiting to use the Lift and 2 of them were these little blonde kids a boy and a girl and I said to this guy why don't we feed the Apes one of these kids and maybe they'll leave us alone (I always have to have my little joke), he replied.....They do like a bit of meat on occasion....And these 2 little kids were squirming about panicky thinking this might be one of them's Fate. And their Father was glaring at me and I wasn't even the one who had made it worse, gee what a Grouch.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
From Rome I flew across the Mediterranean to Barcelona and left on the bus that evening to Madrid. About all the vast street-crime in Spain is done by Morrocans who the Pansy Spanish allow to do anything they want, Juan Carlos de Bourbon is also this. Nowhere is it worse than in Barcelona, you really gotta be careful there was nothing I wanted to see anyway, been there. Under Franco the Moroccans would have been killed outright or die in a labor camp, anytime you get a bunch of Moslems a high proportion are gonna be Scum. I didn't often agree with my Old Man, he was in North Africa in WW II and he certainly thought this. Sometimes change is for the worse. Arriving in Madrid in the morning after snoozing good on the bus I took the subway to "Sol," when you get up to the street and look around you'll find oodles of good rooms for a cheap cost, I paid 30 Euros. I've been to Madrid a few times and have seen everything what I wanted to see this time were the 3 great Art Museums, the Prado which features Goya, El Greco, Velazquez and the Like, the Reina Sofia which shows 20th Century Art such as Salvador Dali and Pablo Picasso (they have "Gurnica" by Picasso which takes up an entire big wall and depicts the horror of the bombing of the Basque Town during the Spanish Civil War, it's terrifying) and the Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza which is inclusive of Medieval to the Present. I had a wonderful time in Madrid.
Whenever I turn on the TV I see the TV Media lurking full of Evil, this World isn't even remotely Worthy of myself and that's putting it mildly. I was just watching a movie on TCM about Ernie Pyle, a Correspondent in WW II in both Europe and the Pacific beloved by the GI's for his folksy Column and Stories about their hard lives, he traveled with them and lived with them. Killed by Japanese machine-gun fire on le Shima towards the end of the War I've been to his grave at Punchbowl on Oahu. I'm gonna sit McKayla in my lap kissing, cuddling combing her hair telling her she's a good girl.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
I now have no pageviews from Russia, what makes me think that Vlad is reading me nonetheless, he just wants me believe that I can't hurt his feelings and get away with it, jeez Louise. I was also at the Capotoline Museums in Rome, on the smallest, the Capotoline, Hill it overlooks the Forum, from inside the fabulous museums you can look out the windows with an excellent view. My forgetting to include was due to half my Blog being wiped-out by the unstable Internet Current at the La Jolla Library, the Effort that I extend for you people. When I went to Akron Firestone the Asst. Principal was Calvin Tritt who had very little to do as there were few disciplinary problems, I don't what he did, but you'd see him walking around every day wearing a black suit and white socks, this caused the students to snicker. Maybe this fulfilled some religious requirement. "Bad Grandpa" had some good laughs but you women shouldn't see it. I saw a comedy revue at the old "Marina" which is now part of the MGM and it was really Raw, the M.C.......My Mother doesn't know that I do this.....She thinks I'm a pimp in Florida. I like to go to seedy places, the old Combat Zone in Boston, the old Snake Alley in Taipei, if it's trashy there's a good chance that I've been there, just to look around and see what's going on mind you. Didn't St. Augustine say that you should know of both Good and Evil, that's why I'm doin' it.