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Wednesday, November 9, 2016

 

Anti-prejudice women laws, or anti-prejudice gay and lesbian and transgender and transsexual laws, or open “Free Trade” markets, or Monopoly regulations, or EPA expansion, or universal free healthcare, or universal free Higher Education, or gun regulation laws, or anti-brutality police regulations and laws and anti-gun violence regulations and laws against black men and other minority citizens and civilians, or free childcare, or increase taxes on the wealthy, or friendly environmental laws, or free early childhood classes, or free public school lunches, or ending this 17 year long warfare in the Middle East and redistributing funds to veterans’ welfare and educational infrastructure, or immigration reform, or rightly so turning corporations back into what corporations are which is institutions rather than lending a false identity to corporations as individuals, or no oil pipeline through the Midwest’s heartland, equal pay for equal work, single payer healthcare system, or raise the minimum wage to $21.00 (twenty-one American dollars) hourly rate per increase (height) of annual inflation in the markets according to Mr. Bill Moyers’s information and research, or voter suppression laws, or free media without politicians’ threats or bullying or intimidation against the Free Press’s journalists’ or reporters’ lives who must get home in-time for supper and a bedtime story, or modern American infrastructure such as public libraries and public arboretums and public gardens and public sculpture gardens and public solariums and atriums and public planetariums and public graveyards as safe municipal services to all American private citizens and civilians or, or, or…etc.

 

Sunday, August 20, 2017

 

“Don’t tell a secret in a field of mounds.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Pusillanimous (cowardly, weak spirit)

 

A pusillanimous fear to undertake any action of importance.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: 2:16pm CT, 2:23pm CT, 2:52pm CT, 6:29pm CT, 6:33pm CT

 

Happy Sunday!

 

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No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

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Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

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Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

Vigor

 

“Live!”

 

          No, I’m not mentally ill.

 

          Yes, I’m what Americans call “poor.” I’m impoverished and in transitional housing for another three weeks.

 

          Yes, I have safe and free passage for another three weeks through north, MN and Robbinsdale, MN.

 

          Yes, free and awesome and dogged Minneapolis, MN family law legal counsel have granted me the right and the freedom to self represent myself in legal family law practice court. I guess I’m smart enough to represent myself. Okay. I’ve been given all of the steps and the know-how. Oh, I’m nervous already. I’ll do okay. It’ll all go well. Nobodies let me down yet and nobodies let me fall. Thank you to an enormous and awesome village of amazing creative and corporate professionals. I don’t ever feel alone. Not once and not ever.

 

          Will have to deal with court proceedings for the next year therefore I hope to land a one room someplace in Uptown, Minneapolis, MN since my favorite purchases are there.

 

          Los Angeles, is scheduled for October, 2018. Already have romantic non-sexual Dutch dinner dates with professional working men. How wonderful.

 

          Yes, for the second time in my life I’ve been kicked out of therapy by a psychiatrist since nothing’s the matter with me.

 

          Yes, I’ve been under a 72-hour hold and got out on time therefore I’m allowed peaceful and respectful access to anywhere in the world since I proved my sanity.

 

          At this point I’ve won the past three weeks with flying colors.

 

          No, there’s no shame in wanting to move to a place if one desires to go checkout out a romantic interest since dating is “Dutch” meals without sex. Ha.

 

          Not ever before have I been certified as peacefully sane as ever before then now. I’m a free woman. I’ve proven my sanity to the world and to my community and friends and neighbors and enemies. Ha.

 

          Okay I have two hours of vacuuming to do.

 

          Conquered HTML coding today since coding engineers gave me all of the shortcuts to cutting and pasting code.

 

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          Yes, my current legal partner and I’ve been officially separated since April, 2016.

 

          Yes, we’re both aware of this fact. We’ve admitted this fact to each other.

 

          Exactly, one year and four months officially separated, April, 2016.

 

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          Athletics is a subject matter I’m able to at length go on about since there’s not ever one single dull moment in the spirit and morale of athleticism.

 

          As blessed as I’ve been in all of life -- the only aspect is either to marvel or be astounded and surprised at the fact I’m athletically talented without even trying since I’m awkward ever since the end of May 1996 I contend with one factually broken toe and the broken toe will be broken forever thus I’m petite and genuinely well balanced unless the huge Los Angeles, CA or north, Minneapolis or Robbinsdale, MN’s cracks on the sidewalks get me first especially while travel is done by foot and not skateboard.   

 

          Well, what about injuries? I don’t know.

 

          What about strength training? I don’t know.

 

          What about endurance? I don’t know.

 

          What about daily nutritional intake? I don’t know.

 

          What about weight gage? I don’t know.

 

          All I know is this: Each day of my life, the moment I wake up then game on.

 

          The second my toes touch the floor then we’re off to the races. I get up and I see life from a mature adult lens in which I realize and recognize I must get one-million and one responsibilities done before the day is done after Nordic dinner thus from making the bed to changing out of pajamas into street clothes unless one’s a Brit to cutting the lawn to vacuuming the house, take out the trash and recycling to anything or not.

 

          Sitting up, in front of the television is a lot of work for the nervous central system and burned calories.

 

          Who’s kidding who?

 

          Fifty calories per hour get burned when one sits down and watches television.

 

          Wow! Fifty calories burned per hour to sit down and watch television is an amazing amount of loss of calories for doing relaxation and fun.

 

          However, the kick is this: One mustn’t snack beyond the fifty calories burned thus half of a banana would do, since an entire whole banana is 100 calories, also half an apple, since an entire apple is also 100 calories.

 

           Furthermore, there’s 120 calories in an orange and 120 calories in one tortilla and 35 calories in one Roma tomato and 150 calories in a potato or 120 calories in one sourdough English muffin or 150 calories in 1/8 of a piece of block cheese or 160 calories in 12/potato chips or 120 calories in 3/of my favorite cookies in the world or 200 calories in one avocado or 1 teaspoon of butter is 100 calories or 1 teaspoon of honey is also 100 calories per teaspoon.

 

          The point is this: The stomach is no bigger than the size of one fist thus and henceforth one memorizes how many calories any favorite foods are per value of quantity/quality then one knows to stay within 1,200 calories every twelve hours at all times and no less, since the more one cuts the lawn or vacuums or stands for four straight hours to do computer work and write, all the while only 50 calories are lost or burned off per hour at a “stand up” desk.

 

          To stand for four hours is the same amount in loss of 50 calories burned as to sit and watch television for four hours is also 50 calories burned per hour without snacks or few.

 

          Okay, now we’re talking mathematical quotients. Absolutely, yes.

 

          Health is a numbers’ game.

 

          Primarily, the reason why I don’t stress out about my previous illness which I’m all done with now and forever since Monday, July 24th, 2017, outpatient surgical procedure is because purposely I kept myself extremely informed and also extremely emotionally detached from the prognosis of eight straight years of living with and carrying and carting around large or miniscule uterine fibroid tumors as well as hemorrhaging and not once did I ever pass out or become anemic. Wonderful. I’m a strong cookie. I’m proud of myself for making it thus far. I did well.

 

          We all did very well.

 

          The doctors and nurses and staff were remarkable. Thank you. I carry you around in my heart.

         

          The team of staff and nurses and doctors worked well together. I was impressed.

 

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Inflammation in the Body

 

           As far as illness in the body, I prefer not to do any internal organ visualization, hence I don’t know modern medicine thus I leave the surgical procedures up to the professionals and don’t for example neither mentally visualized my former tumors nor mentally through visualization shrunk the tumors then made the uterine tumors disappear since I didn’t want to in any way, shape or form possibly injure any other internal organs surrounding the area of the tumors.

 

          We all know the mind is powerful.

 

          We all know the mind is able to heal the body from nearly anything.

 

          Catch up.

 

          Let’s go.

 

          Okay, as far as my “laywoman” mind understands general illness or chronic pain or any physical pain as in general inflammation in the body thus for example; swollen joints or bruised skin then immediately one must think about holistic ways in which to bring down inflammation and the only and best way I know how to diminish inflammation inside the body is by eating a spice called, “Turmeric” as well as I take red hot chili pepper supplements for any “smoker’s cough.”

 

          If any swollen area or part of the body is bruised or swollen knuckle pain then I most certainly suggest icing sore or swollen knuckles as well as with sore joints (knees, especially) and general pains and aches of the ever aging body.

 

          No, I’m neither any type of doctor nor medical expert. Absolutely, not.

 

          Nevertheless, as far as smart and intelligent and kind home-holistic remedies go: in the past when I’ve broken 102 or 103 Fahrenheit temperature from severe double pneumonia I have indeed sat in a cold water tub to keep my blood from boiling. I had to bring down my body temperature or it was, "do or die."

 

          The thing troubling aspect about “double pneumonia” is, one begins to lose literal sight and the illness may become momentarily blinding to the patient. I’ve had to walk myself through the MSP International airport and Duluth, MN airport with a case of blinding “double pneumonia.”

 

          Also, with the expertise and help and guide of one architect friend of our families, I trusted him to walk me through SoHo, N.Y.C. to meet with his doctor as I semi-blindly walked SoHo and I was told to only look at the architect’s shirt and walk. I did. Thus I’m alive today. I did well. We all did very well.

 

          There was no time to wait for an ambulance to arrive.

 

           We faced paced walked as my breath was shallow and my lungs filled up with liquid while drowning inside my lungs.

 

          For as “fragile” or “dumb” or “gullible” or “naďve” as most Minnesotans think me to be, well, I’m actually able to safely get myself from point A to point B even as I begin to lose my sight and my lungs down in their own liquid. Gross.

 

          Anyway, the entire point as to for why I share this information is only thus the reader may more closely understand the decade of my twenties I went without health insurance, however.

 

          Anytime, I had to make any private doctor’s appointments or go to the emergency room then I took myself straight there no matter what. Cheers. Lunch time. Chine take-away.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 2,063 (See you on Wednesday, January 3rd, 2017)

 

Word Count: 1,721 (will finish on Monday morning)

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,245 + 441 = 1,686 + 1,251 = 2,938 + 1,721 = 4,659

 

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #11 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17), 125/85 75 (08/18/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16), 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

*)        Day #2 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 5MG within the next week then no more “OLANZapine.” My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers. Nope.

 

Saturday, August 19, 2017

 

“Don’t tell a secret even to an ape.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Erudite (learned, scholarly)

 

His lecture proved to be an erudite person.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: 8:42am CT, 9:29am CT, 1:03pm CT, 1:28pm CT

 

Happy Saturday!

 

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          Oh, my, three lives dead…

 

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          Oh, Barcelona;

 

          You’re in my heart.

          Oh, dear close beloved friends of our family since 1984, Park Point, MN.

          Oh, beloved ones, past prime minister’s adult children now.

 

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~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

My 11 year Divorce

An Athlete’s Strong Mind

 

          Supposedly, with all of the past three week’s events and situations and circumstances and challenges I’m to “crack” and break and weep and roll up into a small ball (fetal position) and cry myself to sleep or bang my head against the wall (ouch!) or walk straight into walls or go completely hysterical over a man, however. Not likely.

 

          Yes, I’m a quiet and mentally strong person for the most part. I lead a quiet and peaceful life. Yes, in tune and in harmony with health. Although, in public I have a million and one errands to run and am not able to stop and talk to anyone who needs attention. Nope.

 

          Not only did athletics teach me to perform at my maximum while under pressure as well as to tune out -- the shouts and screams of gawking eyes balls on the stands, also while I wore a one full piece body suit which exposed my each and every contour of my body and gave away my weakness, a little pot belly.

 

          Athletics taught me to be extremely comfortable with being exposed to competitors who’d size up my muscle tone and slight body fat content of both my stomach and my voluptuous large breasts yet leave my competitors to wonder how I could shoot out the start line like a cannon ball and be done with our “heat” or race or competition within seconds or compete in one 26 mile race on speedskates. It was brutal. I was graceful.

 

          One of the main reasons why I won my speedskating competitions is simply because I don’t like the cold therefore I’d speedskate like a “lightening bolt” to get out of the cold freezing situation of competing on ice.

 

          As a young person, starting in 5th grade, I played softball for our “Congdon Elementary” school's team then I went to badly run “Cross Country” and “Track and Field” and do shot-put in the 7th through 10th grade as well as put in hundreds if not then thousands of hours of speedskating and ice practice training time and mentally conditioning for National level competition since the 5th grade 1987-1988.

 

          I’m solid.

 

          I’ve got this.

 

          I’ve always been an athlete even though I don’t have a single competitive bone in my body I still think and condition and train as an athlete.

 

          Seriously, I’ve done my time. I’ve put in thousands, if, not then tens of thousands of hours into physical training and mental training as an astute athlete.

 

          Of sound mind and healthy body and hardy spirit, I’m calm.

 

          Yes, I’m extremely well trained to endure harsh physical natural conditions as well as mental astuteness to stay calm while under extreme pressure or duress.

 

          By-and-by, I am the embodiment of an athlete and good athlete.

 

          Not once and not ever did I skip out on any of my practices or weight lifting sessions otherwise I made up my practice sessions and lessons as quickly as possible.

 

          As athletes we also know how to deal with gawking eyes.

 

          As athletes we know what it’s like to compete with hundreds of sets of eyeballs cheering their family members and stare at the rest of us.

 

          As an athlete I know how to gracefully take the podium and be celebrated as a true and awesome athlete.

 

          As an athlete I know myself. I know myself since I know what my strengths are.

 

          My weaknesses are getting lost all over the suburbs of the Twin Cities.

 

          In my twenties I trained to run 50 miles through the woods and run teams of sled dogs, alone.

 

          When I was 25 years young, I picked up the legitimate and dangerous sport known as “skateboarding” and now I’m in love with my two true passions: skateboarding and writing.

 

          An athlete’s mind doesn’t crack while under pressure. No.

 

          If anything athletes know the constant pressure to train and relaxation.

 

          If anything athletes know the constant pressure to sustain a level of playing field.

 

          If anything athletes know the constant pressure to succeed and win or not.

 

          If anything athletes know the constant pressure to sustain and maintain.

 

          If anything athletes know the constant pressure to quickly adapt to new situations and plays and game not worth any time or energy.

 

          Athletes rules whether we’re cigarette smokers or not.

 

          Women Rule the World.

 

          Real and consistent Athletes Rule the World.

 

          Smart and kind Intellectuals Rule the World.

 

          Smart, kind and intelligent Skateboarders Rule the World.

 

          Until recently for which skateboarding has truly become a “mainstream” and revered sport in Midwestern America.

 

          Allow for me to inform anyone who puts their nose high up in the air about skateboarding; it’s difficult to learn to skateboard much less ride a skateboard and one must practically be brilliant to be able to do some simple and basic skateboarding physics in motion let alone stand on the board much less go around obstacles at moderate fast speeds or  not and stay on the skateboard without leaving one’s skin on the pavement.

 

          Yes, one has to be brilliant to be a skateboarder, yet not conceited.

 

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Mature Adulthood

(2017-2018)

 

          Well, one thing is for certain: I’m a calm person compared to most people.

 

          No, mature adulthood is nothing like high school.

 

          If adults pass the age of 35 believe life is like high school then such a person is considered “delusional” then such any human may be considered “delayed development” or “late bloomers” which is fine, although.

 

          Working class professionals work more than play since work is work.

 

          No matter how one may toil (sweat) work is work and work will always be there thus whenever then please sit down and deeply breathe or take a one hour nap and sleep well and tenderly and deeply regenerate the body, mind and soul connection.

 

          Here.

 

          Present.

 

          Here, in mature adulthood, we don’t do “homework” we complete “paperwork” since most of life is work or suffering wither from terrible health or bad illnesses which is no one’s fault to be ill or disabled, bad health and disability happens to people since we’re bioorganic material like apples or fruit.

 

          The only time I’m not calm, is, when I’m physically mishandled, such as being spit in the face or literally kidnapped and without, not once having my rights read to me out loud or without any permission and against my will removed from my legally owned Homesteaded property while all the while my current legal partner twice threatened to throw me down the steep forty-five degree angle drop off backyard hill as he held an electric tool, and pointed the electric tool at me as our neighbors and I went silent and held our collective breath.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,500 (See you on Wednesday, January 3rd, 2017)

 

Word Count: 1,251

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,245 + 441 = 1,686 + 1,251 = 2,937

 

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #10 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17), 125/85 75 (08/18/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16), 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

*)        Day #1 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 5MG within the next week then no more “OLANZapine.” My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers. Nope.

 

Friday, August 18, 2017

 

“You may regret your silence once, but you will regret your words often.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Choreography (science of dancing, especially ballet dancing)

 

The choreography in the performance was exceptional.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: 5:47pm CT, 6:28pm CT, 6:35pm CT, 6:42pm CT

 

Happy Friday!

 

---  ---  ---

 

          Oh, my, three lives dead…

 

---  ---  ---

 

          Oh, Barcelona;

 

          You’re in my heart.

          Oh, dear close friends of our family since 1984.

          Oh, beloved ones, past prime minister’s adult children now.

 

---  ---  ---

~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

An Athlete’s Strong Mind

 

          Today, an amazing psychiatrist brought down my dosage of “OLANZiopine” from 20MG to 5MG then in two weeks from now when we meet for the second appointment then zero dosage to nothing. Thank you, doctor.

 

          What an amazing and wonderful humanitarian doctora.

 

          Well, considering the last three fast paced weeks I’ve had, I still stand tall and am cheery and in a good mood and am even willing to smile at kind and smart and intelligent strangers and their strollers and dogs and coffee. Ha!

 

          Again, I won the week.

 

          Monday, July 24th, 2017, a 9:00am, I went in for a laparoscopic outpatient surgical procedure in which my two fallopian tubes and one uterus were removed through two small incisions and literally through the belly button.

 

          Wednesday-Thursday, July 26-27, 2017, at 12:34am CT, my current legal partner’s mother passed away. (R.I.P.)

 

          Saturday, July 29th, 2017, at 6:32am CT flew to Los Angeles.

 

          Saturday, August 5th, 2017, at 11:59pm CT, safely arrived to Twin Cities.

 

          Monday, August 7th, 2017, at 10:15pm CT, kidnapped and taken against my will by two Robbinsdale, MN male Caucasian police officers and two Caucasian paramedics (one a man, the other a woman who against my will or consent pricked me with drugs) who administered one shot of “OLANZiopine” and bound my right wrist above my head and my left wrist below my waist.

 

          Friday, August 11th, 2017, at 2:30pm CT, discharged from a 72-Hour hold.

 

          Saturday, 12th, 2017, at 1:00pm CT, moved to north Minneapolis, MN in a quiet residential home with gorgeous private flower gardens and family friendly neighborhood for whom grant me one month free and safe passage. Thank you. North Minneapolis, MN -- I love you.

 

          Friday, August 18th, 2017 at 3:30pm CT, change of dosage from 20MG (twenty) to 5MG (five.) Cheers.

 

          Behind my belly button I still feel pain.

 

          Ran out of stamina for today.

 

          See you tomorrow, Saturday.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Wednesday, January 3rd, 2017)

 

Word Count: 441

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,245 + 441 = 1,686

 

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #9 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

*)        Day #1 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 5MG within the next week then no more “OLANZapine.” My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers. Nope.

 

Thursday, August 17, 2017

 

“The secrets of men are as different as their faces.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Auspicious (favorable, fortune, of good omen)

 

That surely is an auspicious beginning.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: pm CT

 

Happy Thursday!

 

---  ---  ---

 

          Oh, my, three lives dead…

 

---  ---  ---

 

~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

No Blog

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Wednesday, January 3rd, 2017)

 

Word Count:

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count:

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #8 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

*)        Week #1 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 20MG. My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers.

 

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

 

“Fools and children cannot keep secrets.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Necromancy (revealing future by pretended communications with spirits)

 

The magician was accused of practicing necromancy, but he denied it.

 

---  ---  ---

 

A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

---  ---  ---

 

Hello.

 

Upload: am CT

 

Happy Wednesday!

 

---  ---  ---

 

          Oh, my, three lives dead…

 

---  ---  ---

 

~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

Photoshop

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: private journals

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count:

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #7 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

*)        Week #1 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 20MG. My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers.

 

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

 

“A word without thought is like a foot without muscles.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Alliteration (repetition of consonant sounds in words for musical effect)

 

Alliteration is a characteristic of old English poetry.

 

---  ---  ---

 

A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

---  ---  ---

 

Hello.

 

Upload: 4:21pm CT

 

Happy Tuesday!

 

---  ---  ---

 

Oh, my, three lives dead…

 

---  ---  ---

 

~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

Photoshop

 

Practically, all moved out and into my new living quarters.

 

Following up with professional leads…

 

Thanks “Minerva” at MPR

 

~~~

Personal Note:

 

Leadership doesn’t equate money or power. No.

 

          Any man who sells anything is either a “business man” or a “used car sale’s man” and neither are equipped or capable to tell The People how to live or what to believe in since American audiences are “tough cookies” to sell anything to.

 

          Writers have power.

 

          As a matter of fact writers hold all of the power.

 

          Corporate holds all of the money and no values.

 

          How shall we marry the two?

 

          How shall we bridge this gap?

 

          How shall we mend this bridge?

 

          How will corporate ever fall in love for any “hot babe” artists?

 

          “Love Wins!”

 

          Americans won’t take lessons or get preached at, by money men. Nope.

 

          The global communications writers and bloggers and diarists got this.

 

          We’ve got this.

 

          We’ve had this since the days of cave paintings.

 

          Writers’ main and only function is to write to make sense out of confusion.

 

          Any personal or medical aspects to any writers’ life or lifestyle has nothing to do with the intellectual power and kind humanitarian smarts of one’s mind.

 

          Three weeks out of medical recuperation and I won the next fifty years of freedom.

 

          Social workers and doctors and medical staff have informed me I don’t have to give out my address to either my current legal partner or mom or dad after advocating to have me admitted for as long as a month to the psychology evaluation unit.

 

          Ha, I’d love to hear all about my current legal partner or mom or dad deal with themselves as they’d hypothetically work out a 72-hour hold. LOL…Smooth sailing here.

 

          No, I’m not an artist.

 

          Yes, I’m a writer.

 

          Major distinction.

 

~~~

I know perfectly well who I am

I came out of the womb, “Happy go lucky.”

 

Reiteration

 

          My taking 20MG of “OLANZapine” doesn’t change my mood much or how I think or who I truly am or how I interact with any fool or not.

 

          Except, my speech is slurred and I’m a bit tipsy on my feet.

 

          Practically, 20MG of “OLANZapine” gives me a high like having had two beers back-to-back.

 

          This Friday I have a psychology appointment and must ask the psychologist to please tone down the medicine otherwise, goodness, gracious me.

 

          “Labels” don’t mean anything to me since it’s what “Millennials” are taught to believe for idealism therefore I believe it.

 

          Yes, I overcame an eight year illness being ridden by tumors and three surgeries later as well as overcame a terribly mean-spirited eleven year divorce which I’m on the homestretch and only I can carry my body across the finish line. I’m on this. I’ve got this.

 

          When you look at my calm disposition and calm and quiet nature then one begins to understand why I was practically “thrown out” (analogy) of the psychiatric evaluation unit of North Memorial Hospital in Robbinsdale, MN in which patients rocked themselves or other patients screamed out swear words or patients who were extremely paranoid or patients who self-loathed or patients who doubted their entire whole existences or patients who didn’t know the date or patients who were dropped off by relatives who don’t want to deal with mental illnesses or forgetfulness in older years. Sigh.

 

          Personally, I’ve come to discover my good and strong character neither changes much depending where I am or with whom I platonically non-sexually interact or visit nor under 20MG of “OLANZapine” nor whether patients rock back and forth nor whether patients scream and throw walkers nor any other melodrama. Sigh some more.

 

          Yes, I won fifty years of freedom.

 

          Yes, my current legal partner and Harvard mom and Dr. dad, all three, in one form or another communicated and advocated for me to be admitted to a psychiatric evaluation unit for an entire month at North Memorial Hospital, Robbinsdale, MN.

 

          Yes, I was practically “thrown out” (analogy) of North Memorial Hospital in Robbinsdale, MN and told, not for any reason to ever again return. Loud and clear.

 

          Yes, I’m doing a strong and robust professional job search in Los Angeles, CA and St. Paul, MN while I live and work for the next two years and attend court proceedings whenever court proceedings may or may not take up a lot of time away from writing and professional steadfast, fulltime work until the day I retire at 70 or 80.

 

          Yes, I’m ultimately quite commercial and contemporary and corporate casual dresser as well as quiet thinking intellectual who is actually kind and smart (triple threat) employee who loves to work long hours at moderately medium paced days since our days here are long work days since way after dark, dishes still need to be washed.

 

          This lifestyle is real.

 

          Yes, later on this afternoon I’ll apply to a position in Los Angeles, California for “Content Officer” which is what I’ve professionally done here on this website for the past seven years since we launched the blog in May of 2010.

 

          Yes, my current legal partner owns “holmdigital.com,” however. I own the content for the entire website therefore “holmdigital.com” will become “House of Estrada” and “holmdigital.com” will become its own entity someplace else where.

 

          Yes, “Holm Digital” gets the multi-million dollar investors already paid off by Taviette Film Productions (R.I.P.) my former documentary film company as retired director for the past six years and the film company “dissolved” by accountants as of December 31, 2014.

 

          Yes, “Holm Digital” gets their domain name back.

 

          Yes, “House of Estrada” stays put right here.

 

          Yes, “Holm Digital” now takes our web engineers with “Holm Digital.”

 

          Yes, eventually I’ll completely run and maintain and web develop “House of Estrada’s” website.

 

          Yes, the next “Holm Digital” won’t have anything to do with me or my work.

 

          Yes, the next “Holm Digital” projects to take all traffic of five million and leave me with three hundred thousand readers.

 

          Yes, the “self-portrait” gallery stands strong at about roughly give or take a few hundred: the gallery stands at about thirteen million viewers from India. Wow.

 

          Even I don’t want to know, about the numbers for the “self-portrait” series.

 

          Yes, all bodies of work and content or “intellectual property” belongs to me.

 

          Yes, the next “Holm Digital” site name will belong to my now present current legal partner.

 

          Yes, my wits are intact.

 

          My mind is sharp.

 

          Yes, I’m present.

 

          Yes, I’m right here.

 

          No, I’m not going anywhere.

 

          This cyberspace is where I belong for now until ten years of the blog are completed and final and done forever then we start a ten year pod cast to learn to be a better public speaker even though it’s one of my weaknesses in life to publically speak.

 

          Readers, please, let’s pat us on the back.

 

          We made it through a long summer season. I feel the chill of September upon the land. Whew. It’s cold in Minnesota.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: 1,245

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,245 + 3,000 =

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #6 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

*)        Week #1 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 20MG. My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers.

 

Monday, August 14, 2017

 

“Men at work are not obliged to stand up when a sage passes by. [Other men are].”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Adamant (hard-headed, firm, uncompromising)

 

My dad was adamant about letting me take the car.

 

---  ---  ---

 

A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

---  ---  ---

 

Hello.

 

Upload:

 

Happy Monday!

 

---  ---  ---

 

~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

Photoshop

 

Following up with professional leads

 

Thank you, “Minerva” at MPR

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count:

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count:

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #5 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #34 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #28 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #8 (1st prescribed 09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

 

*)        Week #1 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over fake-pregnancy hormones within a one month span of time for hormones to clear out of the bloodstream: “OLANZapine” 20MG. My speech is slurred like a drunken alcoholic sailor’s speech. Oh, well. I’m supportive of pharmaceutical drugs. I refuse to take any form or type of painkillers.

 

Friday, August 11, 2017 / Saturday, August 12, 2017 / Sunday, August 13, 2017

 

“The hardest work is being idle.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Analgesic (reducing pain, soothing)

 

A generous portion of the analgesic balm was applied to the bruise.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: Friday: 7:59pm CT, CT, 10:11pm CT  

 

Upload: Sunday: 3:50am CT, 4:00am CT, 1:20pm CT, 2:37pm CT

 

Happy Friday!

Happy Saturday!

Happy Sunday!

 

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          Notes:

 

*)        Doctors and nurses and staff told me, “I don’t ever want to see you here ever again.” Loud and clear.

 

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          Notes:

 

          Tonight, I spoke with my current legal partner who doesn’t want me at our leally owned house for anymore than two weeks from today. Sigh.

 

          Found an 81 years young woman to room with.

 

          I have $200.00 in cash to my name and nothing else.

 

          I’ve been granted safe passage and safe sanctuary in north, Minneapolis.

 

          North, Minneapolis, Thank you. I love you.

 

          Back to where I started this journey on May 1, 2006 -- North, Minneapolis.

          (Correction on date)

 

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          About to take a cigarette smoke break and relax in the great outdoors.

 

          Nobody calls the cops otherwise my valuable time will be wasted.

 

          Seriously, please.

 

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          Notes:

 

          First, always remove any 250 pound, 6’0” man from the home environment rather than any 150 pound , 5’3” woman who is absolutely no physical threat to any man at all, much less any women as “second class citizens” who don’t have the same rights as men do in modern America, especially without equal pay for equal work.

 

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          Notes:

 

          Women May Yell or Scream or Cry in any Situation She May See Fit.

 

          It is indeed and in fact the Manhattan sophisticate mature modern women who teach me, socially and culturally about how women of any race or creed or nationality may openly cry or weep and/or yell or scream upon any streets of America and in front of the general public since any type of cries or weeping or screams or yells is definitely nobody’s business as to why women cry or scream or yell or weep.

 

          Please, leave women alone to cry and verbally defend themselves against cruel husbands who threaten the very lives of women as legal trophy housewives wherever or whenever women must cry or yell or scream since the world is a difficult place and from minute-to-minute situations and circumstances may drastically change and women may get kidnapped even by the local Robbinsdale, MN police force and have her insides turned around and sent back to day one of recuperation from a laparoscopic hysterectomy surgery. Yep.

 

          Leave women alone.

 

          American women are indeed and factually “second class citizens.”

 

          Modern mature women of the world hold the right and the prerogative to change her mind at any time she sees fit also mature modern women may scream and/or yell or weep or cry whenever and wherever anyone as much as assumes to physically mishandle her, or physically abuse her, in any way, shape or form, especially only two weeks out of laparoscopic surgery from having a major reproductive organ removed through her belly button. Shame.

 

          Plague upon Your Houses.

 

          I won the week.

 

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          Notes:

 

          Anytime, I need any personal resources such as “socks” or “underwear” or “bras” then my current legal partner and I get into “verbal altercations” over money since the “power struggle” is much, too, much for me to contend with such disrespect rather than silently take the abuse by myself I make sure my current legal partner is in as much pain or agony as I am without resources thus I do tend to behind closed doors either yell or scream in order to be heard and not to be treated as a slave rather be treated as a lovely modern part time housewife and part time blogger/writer/diarist.

 

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~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

Minnesota, You Broke My Heart

 

I cried.

 

I Won the Week!

 

All I want is a Divorce.

Please.

 

          On Monday, 7th, 2017 at approximately 8:00pm CT I mowed the entire front lawn and side yard and also I mowed one of the next door neighbor’s lawns since our one particular Muslim next door neighbor’s already knows my real marital struggles and lack-of-resources dilemma about how once this summer there was absolutely no money in my current legal partner’s bank account therefore, no food.

 

          There was nothing to eat in our refrigerator or cupboards thus I went nearly two full days without food until our Muslim neighbors offered some of their homemade lunch and I humbly accepted and devoured the food within less than five minutes then I paid for it later. The food is excellent, however.

 

          Goat cuisine and I don’t get along. Oh, well. I still continue eat goat cuisine, anyway.

 

          The hunger ordeal is embarrassing enough to admit face-to-face with neighbors much less write to readers, for readers to read about how I sometimes don’t have all of the necessary resources available to me as a “20th century” part time stay at home housewife who’s been working 20 hours per week, per 11 years doing 99% of the property’s maintenance and household chores and general cleanup and wear and tear. I’m tired to be treated as less than a cleaning woman to my current male Finn-Minnesotan legal partner since cleaning women at least get paid for their none sexual services and I bet cleaning women get to go on vacations at least once per year while I’ve only gone on vacation once within six years and I went to Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, 90038.

 

~~~

Return Flight to Minnesota

Scheduled Doctor’s appointments

(Saturday, July 29th, 2017-Saturday, August 5th, 2017)

 

          If I wanted to completely run away from my marriage’s negative situation then I would’ve disappeared all completely with either German tourist engineers or gotten lost in the awesome and peaceful culture of Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, 90038.

 

          As flattering as it may be, I had one 58 year old man ask me to move in with him and live in Los Angeles and start a life with him. I respectfully declined. I only want to romantically date men no more than three years older or three years younger than me and nothing more. I’d like to stay within my peer group and intellectual and creative equals.

 

          Indubitably, I made definite plans and concrete arrangements to be back to Minnesota exactly within one week after July 24th, 2017 when I had a major reproductive organ (uterus and 2/fallopian tubes) removed through means of laparoscopic surgical procedure directly through my belly button.

 

          Before I left Minnesota to go on vacation to Los Angeles I made concrete medical appointments for Thursday August 10th, 2017 to see my OB/GYN in Crystal, MN. I had a return flight. I had concrete plans to return to Minnesota after one week’s vacation and anybody who’s anybody knows my exact GPS location and knows I was on vacation for one week while I recuperated from surgery.

 

          For crying out loud, all of my best friends live and work in San Francisco and I didn’t see a single one since Hollywood, Los Angeles, CA is now my new stomping grounds per one week’s blessed vacation time. Hollywood, Los Angeles, CA, “I’m coming home,” October, 2018.

 

          The only thing holding me together is a stitched up belly button thus I have to be quite careful not to lift anymore than 15 pounds of weight.

 

          Although this Friday, August 11, 2017 I began to pack my meager and humble belongings to move to another undisclosed private residence and my stomach didn’t like all of the heavy lifting since books weigh a ton.

 

          There’s not one single soul here to help me lift any heavy objects thus I’ve done it on my own and I’m still standing.

 

          My strength is the strength of ten men. Truly, I know.

 

          My physical strength is a true testament to my earlier years as an avid athlete all throughout 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th grade of high school plus the arts and private musical lessons and chess have helped me to better analyze the world around me and take calculated risks with skateboarding flat planes.

 

          The only reason why I’m a writer is because I was first an athlete and writing is nothing except a mental stamina long term game of linguistic chess.

 

          Yes, from Saturday, July 29th, 2017 to Saturday, August 5th, 2017 I vacationed in Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, 90038. It was marvelous. It was simply glorious.

 

          My holiday was by far the best vacation/holiday of my entire life since Hollywood; Los Angeles, California is the kindest and safest place I’ve ever skateboarded while in search of decent groceries and skate the groceries back to my creative abode across the street from Paramount Studios at the famous “Hollywood Dream Suites/Hotel.”

 

          There’s no sin or broken law in having any mature adult woman of forty make her own travel arrangements to better heal and recuperate without the insanity of bereavement all around our house and family members.

 

          My one week well structured vacation/holiday was my first time out of the state of Minnesota within the past recent six years. Shame. Sick. Gross.

 

          Personally, I had a splendid time on my solo vacation/holiday.

 

          Personally, I rocked the hell out of Hollywood, Los Angeles, California.

 

          Yes, I skateboarded any which way to find any type of decent corporate grocery stores filled and well stocked with Burt’s Bees lip balm and "Milk and honey" lotions or Lubriderm none perfumed face lotion or Neutrogena’s acne face wash.

 

          No, the plan wasn’t for me to flee and escape life’s responsibilities. Nope.

 

          Simply, I took a seven day vacation from the madness of bereavement.

 

          My current legal partner’s mother passed away in the early hours of Wednesday, July 26th, 2017.

 

          No, I no longer attend any type of funerals or weddings. It’s exhausting and time consuming and tedious and overwhelming to go to either weddings or funerals in the “West.”

 

          In the Latino culture we view death and marriage quite differently than in the “West.”

 

          Yes, I went to Hollywood, Los Angeles, California to heal properly away from under the duress and stress of bereavement because anyone persons I spoke with or consulted for me to go and take a vacation thus I did. Thank you, for the suggestion.

 

          Yes, as of this Friday, September 11th, 2017 my insides felt more like a literal kick to the stomach than “passing with flying colors.” I lifted more heavy suitcases than I care to repeat here.

 

~~~

72-Hour Hold

Kidnapped

By

The Robbinsdale, MN police force

 

~~~

“Brazil”

(The title of the movie.)

 

          On the night of Saturday, August 5th, 2017, I flew in from Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, 90038.

 

          On the night of Sunday, August 6th, 2017, for two hours I vacuumed the entire house and washed dishes and cooked dinner and unpacked and did laundry.

 

          On the night of Monday, August 7th, 2017, after I mowed the lawn for two hours I felt an overwhelming feeling of being used by my current legal partner thus I “brought out the big guns” (analogy) and began to look for an angle in which I could perfectly well tell my current legal partner to go shove it where the sun “don’t” shine.

 

          My current legal partner hates the fact I find him to be a lame old fat man who hasn’t made any strides in his intellectual or spiritual or emotional development through the course of eleven years of being catered and waited upon and served hand-and-foot by me.

 

          My current legal partner is spiritual deadweight.

 

          My current legal partner is a waste of space, time and continuum.

 

          My current legal partner is emotionally dead thus not in any way, shape or form is my current legal partner good enough for me since I don’t like to be married to a blob who only watches television, eats, poops and sleeps. I might as well have gotten a hamster pet rather than a marriage license and certificate.

 

          On the night of Monday, August 7th, 2017, when my current legal partner came home from work at 8:00pm CT I told him, “Don’t tell me anything about your day. Your days are always the same.”

 

          Even though both my Mother-In-Law (R.I.P.) and I did tell my current legal partner to go find another job, or line of work since he is definitely incredibly sick and tired of the abuse he receives at work, then why take the abuse, since eighty thousand is a lot of money, however.

 

          My current legal partner hardly ever asks me how my days are, however.

 

          As an expectation I must ask how my current legal partner’s days are.

 

          Eighty grand isn’t anything to sneeze at, however.

 

          Eighty grand doesn’t go far and for eleven years we’ve live on $38,000 per annual household spending.

 

          Nobody puts a gun to my current legal partner’s head, or makes him work at a cruel and mean corporate company for which treats all of the employees like garbage and didn’t grant any single pay raise as of this past May 2017. Bummer. We truly needed the raise.

 

          To be continued…

 

~~~

Robbinsdale, MN’s cops

Monday, August 7th, 2017 at 10:15pm CT

 

“Taming of the Shrew”

By

William Shakespeare

 

          On the night of Monday, August 7th, 2017 at 10:15pm CT, I was brought into the emergency room of North Memorial Hospital against my will or consent.

 

          Between 8:30pm CT and 9:30pm CT both my legal current partner and I fought quietly or out loud or seriously.

 

          First and foremost; at the 8:45pm CT with our one-and-only “verbal altercation” my current legal partner refused to give me any money to go and purchase my underwear at Crystal, MN Target store. Thus and therefore I called my current legal partner a “fat fuck ugly motherfucker.”

 

          The social workers at either the emergency room or outpatient thought it was great alliteration. Ha. We laughed about it.

 

          Second, after our one-and-only initial major “verbal altercation” at around 8:45pm CT then I was determined to go to Target Crystal, MN to purchase underwear (undergarments) except on three different occasions I forgot three things therefore I went back to the house for the car keys and get them from a drawer in the front entry way, therefore.

 

          Immediately, after I called my current legal partner a “fat fuck ugly motherfucker” I saw the thunder of anger and silent rage behind my current legal partner and I knew we were in for a wild ride, which I’m not partial to an type of wild rides or roller coasters or haunted mansions or anything of the sort or kind or type. Nope. No, thank you.

 

          Before entering our home to retrieve the car keys I paused at the front door and I yelled at my current legal partner who stood in the kitchen directly across from the front door. “I’m going to now enter the house and you’re not allowed to cause any bodily harm to my person.” I repeated myself three times and each time I reassured my voice which quivered while I spoke a plea for my safe keeping and safe passage into our household.

 

          “I’m not going to harm you,” said my current legal partner. Yeah right.

 

          Reassured I went through the front door, found the car keys and went to get water while in a regular voice I said, “Someday, someone will get even with you for what you’ve done to me. Karma’s a bitch...)”

 

          The second time I entered the house was via the downstairs patio door to the back of the house.

 

          Personally, I only re-entered the house since I needed my sweater.

 

          The third time I approached to retrieve a handkerchief I stopped and climbed back into the car and drove all the way to 36th street, at the red light I read a text then I made a complete U-turn and returned home and parked the car on the street rather than in the driveway and went straight to our neighbors back door where she sat and smoked a cigarette and we smoked a cigarette and simply informed her about how my current legal partner and I had fought over money for me to go get underwear or socks or bras at Crystal, MN Target.

 

          We spoke as two women of the world about how she’d had her hair straightened and we talked all about her jeans and her cute t-shirt which looked white in the dusk/night outdoor natural light except the t-shirt was actually more salmon pink than white.

 

          We spoke about how her birthday was the following day and she was going to enjoy and relax her 35th birthday.

 

          We finished smoking two cigarettes and my Muslim neighbor needed to go back inside and do some more cooking thus I was going to climb back into the car when I came upon the side yard and two male officers stood at the front door of my house and said, “Hey, you there. Maim we just want to speak with you.

 

          “I didn’t call you. I don’t know what any of this is. I don’t have any business with you and now I’m going to walk away.”  I said and peacefully and quietly I walked away which I have the right to walk away from any verbal altercation or surprise attacks or lies or sabotage.

 

          Thus I did go back down the small decline and through a six foot chain link fence and went to unlock our backdoor patio, however.

 

          My hands did terribly shake and I wasn’t able to manage the backdoor lock thus I was cornered by two male police officers who purposely followed me upon my own private property and continually inched into my personal space until a paramedic came onsite and pricked me with “Olanzapine,” however.

 

          As any cowards of the world they refused to tell me what they had injected me with and no one would tell me what poison they had put into my bloodstream without my consent.

 

          I went limp and they had to carry me out as a peaceful pacifist activist of humanitarian values,

 

          The last call I made out to over the horn was to Harvard elite while they listened to me cry out, “neighbors, please take video of this.”

 

          “Olanzapine,” gives me a slurred speech.

 

          Yes, I won the wit through sheer wit and logic. What else is there?

 

          Yes, I ate better at the hospital than I do at home. Wow.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 2,909 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: 3,129

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,010+ 3,124 = 5,134

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #2 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)        CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                                                                   

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #33 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #27 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #7 (09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

Monday, August 7, 2017

 

“A kind word is no substitute for a piece of herring or a bag of oats.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Choleric (hot-tempered, easily angered)

 

A choleric person usually has a violent temper.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: 4:32pm CT, 4:58pm CT

 

Happy Monday!

 

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~~~

No Whining

No Complaining

 

“Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself.”

                                            --- J.F.K.

 

~~~

“Fight for your right to party.”

                                                       --- Beastie Boys

 

~~~

Trump/Russia

Impeachment 2017

 

~~~

The F.B.I. is our only hope.

 

~~~

Cocaine and Prostitution

Will be legalized

In 2017-2018

 

~~~

Love

Trumps

Hate

 

~~~

The Most Dangerous Time

In Any Woman’s Life,

Is Right Before

A

Woman

Leaves

Any

Relationship

 

~~~

Hollywood, California, 90038

 

          Yes, as of this very morning at 11:42am CT (9:42am PCT) still I conducted transactions in Hollywood, Los Angeles, California.

 

          My hard earned money’s still peacefully circulating in Hollywood, Los Angeles, California. Awesome.

 

          This morning the Twin Cities of Minnesota did our part and “paid it forward” $525.00 dollars to “Hollywood Dream Suite/Hotel” in Hollywood, Los Angeles, California to room #41 which the Maryland family in room #41 is sacred and “local transplants” to Los Angeles, California since the amazing family physically and legitimately works on the ground in both Pasadena, California and Los Angeles, CA. Yeah! Cheers.

 

          Finally, since August 2004, I did “pay it forward” as of this morning.

 

          Yes, for years I’ve had the $500.00 to “pay it forward.”

 

          However, it took me since August 2005 to find the correct and awesome hardworking family who truly needed a small blessing or a small miracle such as the blessing was bestowed upon me by a most kind and generous woman who paid my $500.00 rent the month of August 2004 while living and skateboarding South, Minneapolis, Minnesota and worked in Burnsville, MN.

 

          Not once or not ever since have anyone ever paid my rent or mortgage, however.

 

          On the month of August 2004 one kind human stepped up to the plate and gave the baseball a good whack.

 

          Thank you, Carrie T.

 

          I shan’t ever be able to repay your kindness.

 

          Yes, I did live within walking distance by Matt’s Bar in south, Minneapolis.

 

          Yes, each day I skateboarded by dangerous and oppressive and mean spirited and cruel “Little Earth” urban reservation in the city of Minneapolis. Once, I almost was nearly killed by the Native American cigarette smoking teens and children. I gave them a piece of my mind.

 

          The Native American cigarette smoking children and teen boys were forced to leave me alone or I might have had to take them all on, all at once, and I was very well prepared to win the day.

 

          Summer of 2004 was spent in South Minneapolis. It was glorious flat street skateboarding.

 

          Wow, Los Angeles, CA how lucky of thee to get such remarkable and sophisticate Maryland family for “local transplants” such as such fine family’s expertise and real skill set and trade each and every single day. I’m jealous we don’t have such a fantastic family here in Minneapolis, MN then we wouldn’t get sick nearly each and every time we went out to eat or to masseuses for serious body work.

 

          My peeps are New England, Massachusetts, old money elite Harvard families and friends going back to 1692 and through the Salem, Witch Trials into today.

 

          We know who our families and friends are.

          We know who our foes are.

          We know who we are.

 

          The entertainment industry may own Hollywood, Los Angeles, CA, however.

 

          As legitimate New England blue bloods, we run the world.

 

          Our humanitarian responsibilities and Stewardship is to The People.

 

          Blue bloods don’t call in “personal favors,” however.

 

          We most certainly connect legitimate full time working artists and inventor engineers to legitimate wealth. We’re not rich, we’re wealthy.

 

          As a literary dig ditcher writer I have all of the power and am currently asset rich and cash strapped thus I don’t make a move to anywhere in the world.

 

          Oh, well. I’m on standby for legitimate cash flow from our divorce proceedings and ultimate settlement until then I’m a separated part time house wife and trophy wife and part time writer and full time thinker who tends to hide.

 

          Blue bloods don’t “call in favors” otherwise it’s considered “favoritism” or “nepotism.”

 

          If I wanted to get inside the gates of Paramount Studios then I’ll personally set up an appointment and get myself hired on my own merit without my peeps held since I actually am who I say I am thus and therefore, forwards and onward.

 

          Yes, I’d like to move to Hollywood, Los Angeles, California and work for a major studio otherwise I’ll most likely starve in a relative “dump” and “overpriced ghetto” which all of the food and drink industry is a 1,000 mark up (not okay) and doesn’t support any healthy local way of life or harmonious lifestyles in which people’s other words out of their mouths isn’t, “It’s expensive.”

 

          Whatever, not when the streets of Los Angeles smell like rotted vegetables and sewage and there’s no easy way to purchase Lubriderm lotion or Neutrogena acne face wash or my favorite cookies in the entire world. Nope.

 

          Last night, (Sunday night) at 10pm CT I sat down to watch “Real Time with Bill Maher” and for the first time learned Al Gore was going to be on the show. Ha. I fell asleep after Al Gore. I have yet to watch the rest of the taping.

 

          No wonder absolutely no Los Angeles tourists were able to get into the weekly taping.

 

          The entertainment industry is run on favoritism and nepotism.

 

          If anything, first and foremost it’s best to freely give away or give out free tickets to legitimate tourists first since tourists are the first ones to run home and tell their clans and villages all about their vacations and holidays which makes other locals in other locales want to experience some of the same memories as their friends, family and neighbors. Yep.

 

          Yes, I have half of Los Angeles’ phone numbers.

 

          Each and every place I went people wanted to give me their phone numbers. I collected them and shan’t reach out.

 

          Please, adopt or financially support any smart, kind and intelligent local working transplant of Los Angeles, California.

 

          Please, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California. I am a whole lot sweeter than my writings.

 

          No, I didn’t contact any of my friends who live in Los Angeles since 2005. Nope.

 

          Yes, I did L.A. on my own. I loved being independent and absolutely not beholden to anyone.

 

          Nope, I probably wouldn’t make it back out to “Venice Beach” for another decade. I was facially burned and I wouldn’t risk it again unless I had a righteously wide brimmed hat with me purchased from the one and only place I trust for hats: “Boorin Bros. Bold Hatmakers” established in 1895. There’s no other.

 

          Yes, August 2006-September 2007, I worked out of the 40th floor of the I.D.S. building and skateboarded to work from Uptown, MN to downtown, MN. Yes, corporate allowed for me to wash up then on time take my place in the broadcast engineering room as a communications broadcast engineer.

 

          At the time I was hired corporate American offered me a meager $35,000 per annual income salary to do the same work as my male co-workers who were and are paid $80,000 per annual income salary.

 

          By the time, I exited corporate America and traded in a corporate setting to do private consulting from home then on September 2007 I left with only $25,000 for an entire year’s wages and lost $10,000 dollars vacation package as well as another $10,000 in lost wages to corporate and their embezzling quasi accountant, now retired in Florida on the backs of corporate professional creative workers.\

 

          Mainly, what I know of corporate America is to be salary thieves.

 

          Mainly, I’ve starved working for corporate America.

 

          Yes, it took me 17 years to run the fat cats out of downtown, Minneapolis.

 

          Power to The People.

 

          Even if it were to take me 17 years to run the greedy fat cats out of Los Angeles, California it doesn’t mean I don’t have the connections or contacts to place such endeavor forth.

 

          Tomorrow, I write one email to a famous person in St. Paul, MN for them to better understand my situation and possibly direct me towards fulltime legitimate producer work in the industry.

 

          Downtown, St. Paul, MN is where I plan to spend the next year working and saving money towards L.A.

 

          Tomorrow, I make one call to my former boss, a Washington D.C. humanitarian lobbyist for rent control for working class citizens and connect him to a Hollywood, Los Angeles, California German local transplant and legitimate inventor engineer.

 

          The German local transplant to Los Angeles, CA has the most amazing product ready off of the Chinese assembly line. I personally bought a $10.00 pair of ultraviolet light high hue filtered glasses.

 

          If one doesn’t have a pair of these awesome hued filtered sunglasses with amazing hues of light and color then one’s missing out on the coolest trend in town.

 

          Must find professional work and a flat in St. Paul, MN.

 

          Cheers.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

          P.S. One Mr. Bill Maher who I neither have ever met nor do I go out of my way to meet is the only second celebrity for whom I’ve personally ever bestowed any hand written Shakespearean letters to.

 

          The other famous celebrity is Peter Mullen, however.

 

          Peter Mullen and I actually worked together on location in Danvers, MA on a film set for USA Films.

 

          Peter Mullen and I actually know each other quite well and trust and highly regard each other simply because Peter Mullen has handwritten letters from Shakespeare (me) while one Mr. Bill Maher and I are complete strangers and haven’t ever gotten close enough to dance an Irish jig in the same fashion or manner in which both Peter Mullen and I have non-romantically and non sexually danced on a dance floor in Massachusetts.

 

          Yes, New England, MA nicknamed me “Shakespeare” in September 1996.

 

          Yes, as of last week Hollywood, Los Angeles, CA nicknamed me “Einstein.”

 

          Peter Mullen would recognize my light scent anywhere in the world.

 

          Peter Mullen would recognize me anywhere in any room in the world.

 

          We know each other.

 

          We got on famously and looked out for each other on an East Coast cut throat film set.

 

          Peter Mullen knows quite well I’m a Costa Rican adoptee New England blue blood from Rockport, MA and Harvard, Cambridge, MA as he very well knows New England, MA and knows where I come from and who I am and who my people are. Peter Mullen knows I’m legitimate. Peter Mullen knows I’m the real thing.

 

          We know each other.

          We’ve got each other’s backs.

 

          Peter Mullen loves me thus let’s not even pretend.

 

          Personally, I think the world of Peter Mullen even though I do anything in my power not to ever get in contact with Peter Mullen and ask for anything even though I’m sure he’d grant it. I run from Peter Mullen. Peter Mullen knows I run from him and still owe him a 17 year letter yet to be written in continuation to other letters already handwritten to Peter Mullen from: Shakespeare. Ha. Lol.

 

          Everybody knows I’m brilliant with amazing skill set, however. I don’t know how to make money for myself. I only know how to make multi-million dollars for other people who don’t deserve it since they’re neither humanitarian nor environmentalists in any way, shape or form.

 

          P.S.S. Literally, the celebrities have begun to email me as of minutes ago.

 

          Ok, we’ve got the ball rolling. Thank you. I needed a professional lifeline after one decade as a part time stay at home housewife and part time writer and fulltime intellectual contractual consultant.

 

          Did you know a woman can’t be Mr. Darcy, right?

 

          A woman can only be Mr. Darcy’s feminine counterpart who is Mr. Darcy’s sister, Ms. Georgiana as sweet and innocent as pie.

 

          Yes, my friends call me Mr. Darcy, however. The inside joke is, they mean Georgiana, Darcy’s feminine counterpart. Ha. Lol. One must know one’s literature to better understand the world of books.

 

         

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: 2,010

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,010

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)           CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                 

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #33 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #27 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #7 (09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

Saturday, August 5, 2017

 

“Thought is better than words, because it guides them.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Fallacious (false, misleading)

 

Fallacious reasoning caused him to state a false theory.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

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Happy Saturday-Sunday!

 

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          Los Angeles, we have contact.

 

          Landed in Minneapolis, Minnesota and moments ago walked through the threshold of my house which I officially and legally own.

 

          Los Angeles, I left my heart with you.

 

          Keep it for me until I return October 2018.

 

          Los Angeles, I love you.

 

          Goodnight. Sweet dreams. I’m exhausted. I miss you.

 

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          P.S. Los Angeles, I left two hand written letters to one Mr. Bill Maher at the Beverly Hill’s Marriott’s front desk outgoing post mail with Nicole.

 

          Please, make sure Mr. Bill Maher gets my letters. It’s imperative for Mr. Bill Maher to get my two handwritten letters thus Los Angeles population of creative professional artists shan’t starve. Thanks.

 

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          P.S.S. Los Angeles, why must you be an “overpriced ghetto” like Uptown, Minneapolis, MN and Lowry Hill, Uptown, Minneapolis, MN neighborhoods?

 

          Los Angeles, there’s an incredible transplant family from Maryland with the most amazingly well behaved teenager and a mother with a B.A. and a chef father who works for a five star restaurant in Pasadena and has the most beautiful dreadlocks and the father has been offered the head chef omelet station position.

 

          The family requires $300.00 to make it for the next 48 hours otherwise they will starve in Los Angeles.

 

          Personally, I go back to Robbinsdale, MN to fast with our Muslim next door neighbors Sundays through Tuesdays.

 

          Los Angeles, please take care of this remarkable family until I get back in October 2018.

 

          Los Angeles, please send cash to:

 

          Attn: “Dreadlock Chef Father and ‘Mikki’”

          Room #41

          Hollywood Dream Suites/Hotel

          830 North Van Ness Avenue

          Hollywood, California 90038

 

          Any little bit will help.

 

          Tomorrow/today I’ll send a wire transfer. I’ll do my part as well. Must sleep.

 

          Los Angeles, I gave my skateboard away to this incredible family and they may do as they wish with it.

 

          Los Angeles, I gave this incredible family of three, both of my Patagonia jackets since Los Angeles gets cool at night.

 

          Los Angeles, the clothes I gave away to “Hollywood Dream Suite/hotel have my name inside written in sharpie. The clothes are for Los Angeles’ transplants who may need it.

 

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Los Angeles, Einstein’s still in the House

 

The Los Angeles locals nicknamed me “Einstein”

 

          Los Angeles, thank you for hosting a Minnesota/Massachusetts daughter and making me feel completely at home. This is where I want to live, however. I don’t wish for “expensive” Hollywood, California to eat me alive and have me starve as a “professional working class” ditch digger for a writer.

 

          Personally, I haven’t ever wanted to live in Costa Rica since the racism is, too, much to handle.

 

          Personally, I don’t like living in Minnesota since the Twin Cities is more or less a “war zone” with all of the Chicago gang violence which moved into Minnesota within the last decade.

 

          Personally, I don’t want to have to go back into a war zone. Alas.

 

          Los Angeles, you were the most peaceful city I’ve ever called home for seven straight days.

 

          Los Angeles, I’ll fondly think of you and miss you with my entire whole heart and soul.

 

          Personally, I only met two men who were Los Angeles born and raised.

 

          The rest of the amazing local transplants, I met, were the most amazing pool of talented people in the entire of the United States only because the Los Angeles transplants are from all over the United States.

 

          Personally, I leave Los Angeles with $10.00 to my name.

 

          Los Angeles, personally I dropped $3,000 in 7 days. Not okay.

 

          Los Angeles, it was an expensive time here.

 

          Los Angeles, it cost me $50.00 per day to eat food. Bummer.

 

          Los Angeles, the kitchenettes didn’t work and I wasn’t able to locate pots and pans anywhere in this city.

 

          As far as post offices are concerned, it was mighty difficult to find any type of post office anywhere near, much less let alone stamps.

 

          Los Angeles, Paramount Studio security guard were snobby and truly thought I wanted to get into Paramount Studios when we all know the history of Paramount Studios isn’t anything to go home and brag about since most creative professional workers in Los Angeles barely eat or make their rent or mortgage payments.

 

          Los Angeles, there’s an entire creative professional talent pool to chose from at “Hollywood Dream Suites/Hotel.”

 

          Please, hire this incredible and talented group of real and smart and kind and intelligent people.

 

          The Los Angeles transplants make up the substantial culture of Los Angeles.

 

          Los Angeles, there’s an amazing woman at “Goorin Bros. Bold Hatmakers” (by Noah’s New York Bagels) who lives in a building with a sign in front of her building which states: paraphrase:

 

          “The water in this building may cause cancer.”

 

          WTF.

         

          If the water in any building holds such any deadly disclaimer such as the H2O will cause cancer then isn’t the building more or less condemned? I’ll personally have our peeps look into it.

 

          Los Angeles, I leave my heart here with you.

 

          My divorce will be over in September 2018.

 

          Los Angeles, I’ll be back to live here. I plan to write one legislative bill to pass in Congress to implement free public school breakfasts; lunches and dinner… shuttle’s here.

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

         

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: 889

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,358 + 1,296 = 3,654 + 2,021 = 5,675 + 889 = 6,564

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)           CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                 

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #32 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #26 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #6 (09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

Thursday, August 3, 2017

 

“A sage when asked, “How do you guard a secret?” answered, “I make my heart its grave.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Invalidated (made no longer valid, annulled, nullified)

 

His claims to the fortune were invalidated by his refusal to sign the paper.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

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Let’s Address Mexicans

 

          Throughout most parts of Central and South America basic knowledge and wisdom has taught the rest of Latin America to make a major distinction between Mexicans and the rest of Latin America.

 

          The rest of Latin America runs as far away from Mexicans as we possibly can or are able to.

 

          Mexicans are an entitled people who hardly know how to read and write Spanish let alone be able to speak English in any real or true capacity worth listening to thus nobody talks to Mexicans about art or finance or culture and refinement since the Mexicans have no clue what anybody talks about unless it has the subject matter has only to do with Mexicans who are the most uneducated and monotonous people to contend with for anymore than an hour while in the same room as Mexicans.

 

          The rest of Latin America stays clear and far away from Mexicans mainly since Mexicans tend to lie quite a bit in general and tend to cheat people out of any real valuable and peaceful lifestyle since Mexicans are the type of people who are thoughtless and are hazardous liabilities thus Latinos stay the hell away from Mexicans since we don’t want to have any entanglements with the Mexicans since Mexicans are shallow and careless and mindless and selfish and crude and uneducated savages.

 

          The Inca of South American live.

 

          The Maya of El Salvador and Guatemala live.

 

          The Aztec of Mexico went extinct.

 

          During my visit to Los Angeles it has only been Mexicans who’ve called me a liar directly to my face when I haven’t lied to them whatsoever.

 

          Please, don’t worry: I sternly put the Mexican people in their place as fast I thought they were going to piss their drunken asses on the sidewalks and as service industry workers.

 

          During my visit to Los Angeles it has only been Mexicans who’ve treated me with contempt and hatred with their ignorance in their inability to be able to speak fluent English.

 

          If Mexicans aren’t able to speak fluent English after two years in the United States then definitely go back home to Mexico and stay there.

 

          Nobody cares if the Mexicans are here, however.

 

          If the Mexicans are going to stay in Los Angeles and in the United States then there are two things people must learn: A) English B) Constitutional Rights.

 

          The Mexicans don’t tend to like any other influx of Latino populations because the rest of Latin American countries are able to clearly identify and point out the Mexican’s bullshit and lies.

 

          The reason why most of Los Angeles runs on “whatever” time or the reason why Los Angeles is a complete ghetto is because the Caucasians gave this town over to the Mexicans to run and Los Angeles is a complete dump like Mexico City is.

 

          Please, don’t pretend with me. I’ve skateboarded Mexico City and it’s a complete dump and polluted with smog.

 

          Oh, Los Angeles is a mini Mexico City. Yuck.

 

          If I were to want to visit or live in Mexico City then I’d go to Mexico City rather than spend my hard earned cash in Los Angeles.

 

          Mexicans don’t know shit about civics much less how to best in any orderly fashion run anything in leadership thus is the reason for why the Aztec went extinct.

 

          The secret about the Mexicans is: Mexicans are similar to “black face” in which Mexicans pretend to entertain and serve others, however. For the most part Mexicans simply want to “place a fork right into daddy’s shoulder.”

 

          Mexicans don’t branch out into other parts of culture and arts and society except for their own quasi blob of an overpopulated culture which resents having to be in the United States with all of the government assistance yet not able to be “rich” in Mexico.

 

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General Mexicans, who cares what the haters have to say?

Nobody cares.

 

          Any Mexican who is my close personal friend is either wealthy or East Coast private Liberal Arts school graduates and run Mexico therefore my Mexican friends aren’t the best example of passive/aggressive Mexicans since they’re intellectuals and diplomats and international business attorneys.

 

          Los Angeles is as crappy as Minnesota simply and only because in Minnesota large and fat 300 pound Caucasian women run the cultural city in the same way and manner and form of unsophisticated large Mexican populations unable to speak a word of English thus such uneducated Mexicans seem to think they run Los Angeles on “charm” rather than intelligence since Mexicans have an air about them as though others have to bend to the Mexican will to sniff their butts or else.

 

          Mexicans are quick to smile yet ready with a metaphorical knife to drive such a knife straight into one’s back no differently than Minnesotans.

 

          Mexicans have a “dark energy” or “dark matter” about them thus the rest of Latin America stays well clear of the Mexicans as though the Mexicans made a bargain with the devil long before the Aztec went extinct thus the rest of Latin America runs as far away from Mexicans since we already know the history of the Mexicans’ cannibalism to eat each other.

 

          Modern Mexicans don’t hold any real weight in culture and art and society since Mexicans seem to always have some type of “ulterior motive” to gain something more or to hold something over or to control or to belittle.

 

          Mexicans are “fucked up” in their fundamental psyche.

 

          Mexicans don’t have their priorities straightened out therefore Mexicans don’t seem to be able to emotionally sort themselves out.

 

          Please, socially stay away from emotionally needy and greedy Mexicans.

 

          Mexicans aren’t worth much in trade or value of ideas since Mexicans don’t ever truly contribute anything worth of serious consideration or of serious worth to any culture at large except for service industry jobs without any English skills.

 

           Mexicans are indeed entitled and arrogant about being entitled to government assistance therefore Mexicans carry around “dark matter” or “dark energy” about their sheer unlucky lot in life thus Mexicans seem to tend to think large numbers rule when only one “ruler is King” and the Mexican masses get economically beheaded and thrown down steep stairwells of bloodshed.

 

          Nothing much changes in two thousand years.

 

          Mexicans are extremely unlucky people.

 

          Mexicans are primarily spiritual cannibals.

 

          Mexicans pretend to be kind, however.

 

          Mexicans are known for being ruthless and without mercy or without compassion thus the rest of Latin America knows Mexicans would do anything to get ahead in the world thus Mexicans are the only people Latin America knows would eat their young rather than actually raise their children well and properly and protect them.

 

          Mexicans are known for being extremely manipulative people because they prove to be, they are. 

 

          The only reason for why my left big toe is black and blue today is because last night I had the most dark and disrespectful and disgusting encounter with little butter ball round fat Mexican women while at the Laundromat on Beverly Boulevard and Westin.

 

          OMG. I could’ve almost killed someone, however. I didn’t.

 

          While I stood waiting for my clothes to dry I stood at a table nearby and wrote in my journal while suddenly this 4’10 short butter ball of a woman moaned and groaned at me.

 

          At first I thought the poor thing was retarded.

 

          She continued to point her head upwards and groan some more.

 

          Suddenly, it occurred to me maybe she had an illness or maybe she had a mild seizure.

 

          No, the fucker simply couldn’t speak a lick of English yet she accosted me and harassed for me to move while I stood on my little bit of Earth and journals.

 

          There were many other folding tables open to her disposal yet the “Encino Woman” kept mumbling and making dead-Zombie gestures for me to gather all of my belongings and get the hell out of her way. I did.

 

          Yes, I packed up all of my writing materials and backpack and greeting cards and one personal letter I’m writing to Mr. Bill Maher and stamps and moved myself over to another location.

 

          Before I moved I told the woman, “Sister, you have bad manners.”

 

          The only reason why the butter ball plump little fat Mexican women get away with being assholes in Los Angeles is because of their none threatening looks, yet such people aren’t worth anything to consider.

 

          The Mexicans require having New Yorkers go off on them then, the Mexicans will truly learn what it means to leave people the hell alone.

 

          It’s only ignoramus Mexicans who stop and directly address me and want to talk to me and touch me on my face. Perverts.

 

          Simply, because people come across as meek or mild yet hold dark ulterior motives doesn’t justify their misbehavior.

 

          The more someone smiles at you and shoves two fingers up one’s nose then the more one ought to take a middle finger and shove it up their rectum to teach them a good lesson in the history of manners.

 

          The retarded Mexican children of degenerate parents screamed and ran inside the Laundromat for close to an hour and a half while the Mexican children were ever as entitled as to make a business establishment their personal playpens.

 

          Many times I had to guard my belly from having one of the stupid mother fuckers run into me and possibly have my internal stitches come undone and have my guts pour out trough my stitch sewn belly button.

 

          Nope, Los Angeles, I’m not fucking around.

 

          My guts are being held in by a delicately sewn belly button and I’m in recovery yet it’s only the Mexicans who are entitled enough to raise their children like Minnesota’s children who are complete illiterate barn animals who scream and run around in restaurants and libraries and doctor’s offices.

 

          It’s only the Mexicans retarded children and Minnesota’s retarded children who scream at the top of their lungs while the mothers pay no attention or decide not to correct the improper misbehavior of children in public adult places and establishments.

 

          Los Angeles is creepy in the sense children here are out pass 7:00pm at night while they live out adult lives.

 

          In the past week I’ve met more 12 year olds who’ve gone to jail than any other population other than in Minnesota.

 

          Who knows what the Mexicans and Minnesotans do as degenerate parents, however.

 

          Whatever the hell Mexicans do is wrong and it’s obvious it’s wrong.

 

          The Mexicans of Los Angeles may go fuck themselves.

 

          It’s been the worse time with the Mexicans of Los Angeles.

 

          The Mexicans can eat the shit strewn internal stitches.

 

          The Mexicans owe me some peace of mind.

 

          The Mexicans owe me one lost day in Los Angeles.

 

          The Mexicans better get their shit together or the rest of America is able and capable to put Mexicans in their place New York City style.

 

          Yes, I’m a true New Yorker since I grew up on the Manhattan Marina.

 

          Mexicans prove to be nobodies and they prove it to be thus.

 

          Whatever. I’m over it.

 

          The Mexicans owe me an entire night of Zen meditation and an entire morning of icing my toe.

 

          The Mexicans lose.

 

          I win.

 

          Get the fuck out of my way. I don’t like asshole Mexicans and I have good reason not to.

 

          No one’s going to ruin Los Angeles for me, however. I’m able to ruin Los Angeles for mostly anybody else thus I chose not to.

 

          Get it together, Mexicans of Los Angeles.

 

          Los Angles isn’t a playground. No.

 

          Los Angeles is a mature adult lifestyle.

 

          Los Angeles is expensive therefore don’t go around fucking with people because one doesn’t have a life or one doesn’t have a hobby or one doesn’t have anything of value to contribute back to the culture or society at large.

 

          Yes, I’ve fallen in love with Los Angeles.

 

          Yes, in 2018 I’ll permanently move to Los Angeles when my divorce goes through.

 

          Los Angeles is home.

 

          Los Angeles is where I’m meant to write the next five great American novels. Yep.

 

          Nope, no ghosts in Los Angeles only terrible local Karma.

 

          The local transplants require maturity in life in general.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: 2,021

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,358 + 1,296 = 3,654 + 2,021 = 5,675

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)           CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                 

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #32 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #26 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #6 (09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

Wednesday, August 2, 2017 / Thursday, August 3, 2017

 

“A sage when asked, “How do you guard a secret?” answered, “I make my heart its grave.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Aureole (a halo, radiance encircling the head or body, as in a religious painting; fringe of light around the sun)

 

On misty nights the moon is surrounded by an aureole.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: 7:22am PCT

Happy Wednesday-Thursday!

 

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Los Angeles can go jump into Lake Superior

 

          Had the worst night in Los Angeles since most demographics of children come from degenerate modern parents.

 

          At the moment contending with a sprained left big toe.

 

          Fell for the first time in seven years or more…

 

          No one may give me any pitiful or scornful looks since karma is indeed a bitch.

 

          Making sure I catch the next flight out of here, except I haven’t slept all night and my left foot kills.

 

          Need I say more? Nope.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count:

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count:

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)           CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                 

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #32 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #26 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #6 (09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

Tuesday, August 1, 2017 / Wednesday, August 2, 2017

 

“The worse punishment is a sleepless night.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Seceded (withdrew, broke away)

 

Southern states seceded from the Union during the Civil War.

 

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A book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

Street Etiquette.

 

Shouting.

 

Chapter 9.

Page 136

 

Never speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of voice.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello.

 

Upload: 5:18am PCT (correction)

Happy Monday-Tuesday!

 

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Posh Urban City 30MPH Driving

 

          Los Angeles, please slow down in the inner urban sprawl streets.

 

          Speed is for the open road.

 

          In many ways, I may think cocaine use is okay.

 

          However, one must drive at the speed limit of thirty (30MPH) while on any posh urban sprawl streets since we have children and disabled and pedestrians and pooches and bikers and skateboarders here on the ground in Los Angeles.

 

          If one doesn’t walk or bike or skateboard downtown, Los Angeles then who knows what one does for fun? Who cares?

 

          Driving culture is as isolating as ever.

 

          Pedestrians have a pulse on posh city dwelling lifestyles.

 

          Pedestrians are connected and ‘have an ear to the ground.’

 

          Pedestrians are street smart.

 

          Los Angeles suburb drivers, please consider the fact many families and neighbors actually live in downtown, Los Angeles and not in some far off or far away suburb or township, someplace else, which has no say on the culture and society of posh downtown, Los Angeles’s safe lifestyle and living, which is where anything peacefully awesome and cool happens and not in some mountain range or mountain ridge someplace in gated communities which nobody cares about or nobody ever thinks about or nobody even remotely wants to live as far away from the ground where the real and actual action occurs where culture and refinement meet head-on wind and peacefully share the city in cohesive unison and we Tango together.

 

          Los Angeles is made up of street smart and peaceful pedestrians.

 

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Los Angeles’ Peaceful and Posh, Downtown

 

 

          Los Angeles, thank you.

 

          It’s peaceful here on the ground of downtown, Los Angeles, thus and therefore, for the first time, in six years, I shaved my legs and wore a pencil skirt out in public. Wow.

 

          Wearing a skirt felt liberating and free.

 

          Los Angeles is peaceful without any animosity.

 

          Wow. I’m left speechless.

 

          Yes, I stare at the locals simply since I like clothes and gear and outdoor ware.

 

          The locals are a bunch of rock stars rocking out their t-shirts and jeans and the women in summer dresses. It’s nice to dress for the weather.

 

          Los Angeles is relaxed about casual professional wear and attire since the weather is hot and one must dress for the weather or sweat in jeans.

 

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Travel Logistics

 

          Yes, I’m one day ahead of schedule.

 

          Today we walked by CBS thus tomorrow I shan’t or I might not have to skateboard over yonder as “general public” to speak with any front door receptionist and ask to “sign up” for Mr. Bill Maher’s taping of Friday, August 4, 2017’s show.

 

          Nope, I don’t call in any favors since neither do any other people in the general public thus I don’t either.

 

          Yes, there will now be two of us attending in our party.

 

          Mainly, I wanted to go alone and see for myself.

 

          However, “Lady Tennessee” has already on more than several occasions emailed the Bill Maher’s Audience Department for any possible consideration of any free tickets as “general public” traveling tourist and either Bill Maher’s Audience Department may or may not get back to her, yet her birthday is within the next 24 hours and strongly thinks she must go and see about the Pacific Ocean and the beach thus she may tip her toes in the water, however. Lady Tennessee doesn’t swim.

 

          Tonight “Lady Tennessee” mentioned how “old school” the system is to email an entire Audience Department then one must wait to either hear back or not from the Audience Department.

 

          Wednesday-Thursday is “Lady Tennessee’s” 27 birthday. Yep.

 

          Happy Birthday, “Lady Tennessee.”

 

          If by Wednesday night “Lady Tennessee” doesn’t hear back from Mr. Bill Maher’s Audience Department then she plans to go directly to the beach on Thursday. Ok.

 

          The tourists all have plans to go to the beach on Friday.

 

          Personally, I’m on standby for Mr. Bill Maher’s show, however.

 

          Hmmm, the beach… and my new “Patagonia” bikini bottoms and rash guard top can’t seem to wait.

 

          The more I think about it. I’d like to go back to “Venice Beach” at around 5:00am PCT or 6:00am or 7:00am in the morning on Thursday or Friday and skateboard “The Bowl” with hardly anyone near or around.

 

          Not once have I ever dared to attempt to skateboard inside a half-pipe and “bowl” yet I’ve wanted to at least once go and skateboard such a challenge or obstacle course thus I may know what the sensation feels like to skateboard such a great feat of heroism and athleticism.

 

          My whole point is this: travel logistics.

 

          If I were to go back to “Venice Beach” then I’d like to be there exactly when the sunrises for about two hours when there’s not one single soul around then turn around and go back into downtown, Los Angeles and skateboard to the “garment district” or back to “Museum Row.”

 

          We meant to see the Tar pits today, however.

 

          We spent from 11:00am to 3:00pm at LACMA.

 

          From 4:00pm PCT to 6:30pm PCT we sat down at “Saigon Pearl” for Pho and late Vietnamese lunch and after lunch, al fresco Vietnamese coffee.

 

          We walked 1.6 miles from LACMA to Vietnamese lunch to CBS to the cinema.

 

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“New Beverly Cinema”

By

Quentin Tarantino

 

(Thank you.)

 

          Tonight, I was hosted to the “New Beverly Cinema” by “Lady Tennessee.”

 

          The cinema is owned by Mr. Quentin Tarantino.

 

          No, not until late this afternoon, not once did I discover the “New Beverly Cinema” is owned by Mr. Quentin Tarantino. I didn’t know.

 

          Yes, I fell in love with the actual space and theatre of the “New Beverly Cinema.” Ha. The “old school” sitting was an awesome an experience.

 

          We watched “Cannonball Run” in 35mm. Wow!!!

 

          The entire audience whole heartedly laughed and we loved the film.

 

          Mr. Quentin Tarantino, thank you. A reel film and all.

 

          Mr. Quentin Tarantino, downtown, Los Angeles needed a cinema exactly such as “New Beverly Cinema.”

 

          “New Beverly Cinema” is an awesome space.

 

          If I were to decide to skateboard downtown, Los Angeles then I’d love to go back to the nearby area of Le Brea’s “New Beverly Cinema” in Los Angeles.

 

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Wednesday’s Logistics

 

          Yes, the only “CVS Pharmacy” I know of within a relative skateboard distance is the CVS between “LACMA” and the “New Beverly Cinema.”

 

          At 8:00am I’m scheduled to have awesome bagels here in Los Angeles with the Germans.

 

          Wednesday is must to get domestics complete and done.

 

          Furthermore, I must purchase Neutrogena and Lubriderm skin care.

 

          Wednesday will be a stop and rest day.

 

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Sunday’s Mr. Ramones’s Tribute

 

          Yes, on Sunday I was an officially invited guest to a “graveyard” or mausoleum tribute party in which the guests got to sit and watch a movie against a grave wall?

 

          Anyway, am not able to keep up with tons of daily responsibilities such as purchase lotion and soap and wash laundry since Los Angeles is incredibly widespread.

 

          Hip! Hip! To the Ramones.

 

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Paramount Studios are my stomping grounds

 

          Indubitably, I’ve begun friendly relations with Paramount Studio’s staff and personnel since I stand nearby the loading dock gate and drink coffee and eat muffins or croissants while I smoke my first cigarette of the day.

 

          The staff and workers and personnel all approach me and I simply smile and take it all in.

 

          Thank you to Sunday morning’s tree cutting crew, near and around “Paramount Studios” and for being able to cut away the dead ends of the palm trees.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

          P.S. Once again what’s with all of the mosquito noisy helicopters? Noise pollution galore. How annoying.

 

         

Word Count Goal: 2,000 (See you on Monday, December 4, 2017)

 

Word Count: 1,296

 

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,358 + 1,296 = 3,654

         

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

 

*)        Day #1 without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.

 

*)        Blood Pressure: 102/66 mmHg / Pulse: 86 (04/07/17)

 

*)           CHOLESTEROL, Total

294 (10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16) 273 (04/07/17) 

 

          HDL Cholesterol

49 (10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16), 53 (04/07/17)

 

          Triglycerides

296 H (10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16), 389 (04/07/17) 

 

          LDL-Cholesterol

186 H (10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16) 142 (04/07/17) 

 

          CHOL/HDLC RATIO

6.0 H (10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16) 5.2 (04/07/17) 

                                 

          NON HDL CHLOESTEROL

245 H (10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)

 

          IRON, Total

79 mcg/dl (10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl (01/22/16)

 

          CORTISOL, Total

          19.2 (10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)

         

*)        Week #32 without any higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

 

*)        Week #26 without one sleeping pill per night by mouth “Zolpidem Tartrate” 10 MG

 

*)        Week #6 (09/03/15) without antidepressants specifically for fake-pregnancy hormones, one per day by mouth, no more: “Escitalopram Oxalate” 20 MG (06/21/17 end of dosage.)

 

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