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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.

 

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

 

“A leader must not think God chose him because he is great: Does a peg in the wall, on which the king hangs his crown, boast that its beauty attracted the king’s attention.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Impunity (exemption from punishment, freedom from penalty.

 

He could do with his impunity.

 

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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: 4:16pm CT

 

Happy Tuesday!

 

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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

 

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Women Protect Women

Men also Protect women

 

          My respectful Lutheran German, MN eighty-one year young roommate is granted me the permission to write about her respectfully and in general as roommates living together (nothing intimate) as well as write about north, Minneapolis neighborhood without mentioning her name or anyone else’s names for such matters since she’s neither any public figure or in the newspapers or any type of politician or celebrity. Okay. Fair enough.

 

          My respectful and mature roommate has taught me above all else the most important aspect to mature life as a woman is to be respectful and mind one’s own business and peacefully co-exist and to work outside of the home.

 

          My respectful and mature roommate has taught me above all else one of the most important aspects to mature life as any woman is to work outside of the home and earn social security.

 

          For the past eleven years spent with a respectful community of Finn elderly in their 80’s and 90’s I did learn mostly men die young and financially women must go at it alone without men especially towards the end of women’s lives.

 

          Finally, at the age of forty I’ve learned there’s no more personal need for continued college or university education other than for knowledge’s sake and the only important aspect to financial freedom in retirement is to earn social security to retire on whether married or not since most women don’t end up married in their elderly years.

 

          Sadly, as of this week I’ve let go of my plans to ever teach Ph.D. college global communications which teaching isn’t something I’ve ever wanted to do, however.

 

          Personally, one of my personal career goals before I retired as a writer was to teach college level Ph.D. fellows and now this dream has been put to rest.

 

          We move forward to save for retirement and to put into the system to get social security back during the older years.

 

          At the age of forty my roommate begun to work delivering newspapers then her husband became gravely ill and the medical bills had to be paid as well as the house mortgage.

 

          Well, at the age of eighty my roommate recently retired from delivering her newspaper route and of forty years. Within the year she’ll make her last mortgage payments on a forty-two thousand home the couple purchased in 1992-1993.

 

          My roommate is the quintessential awesome American who worked for forty years and now she gets to enjoy her social security and retire for the next decade and have a good and decent life at it with her gorgeous flower gardens while living in her home she and her husband purchased before he died.

 

          What a magnificent life for her.

 

          No matter what my status as a woman I, too, must go back into the workforce whether I was a multi-millionaire or not and I must collect social security towards retirement then I may keep a sufficiently healthy enough lifestyle as a woman in my nineties when most husbands are long gone and passed away and women are left to fend for themselves.

 

          As of right now I’m $12,000 from being completely educational debt free.

 

          Now, I don’t have a “pot to piss in” except I legally own half of our home nonetheless I won’t have any more debt going into retirement other than the basic pesky bills such as car payments and car insurance and hopefully a paid off mortgage long ways off into the future.

 

          The risk to take out any more educational debt could financially cripple me well into my retirement therefore I’ll forego education and go forth and work hopefully in my continued technical field of expertise fulltime (or part-time, at first) and get my feet wet as a worker after 15 years of running a now dissolved documentary film company without any liabilities and being a part-time housewife and part-time blogger since September 2009.

 

          Yes, I’ve become more pragmatic as I mature.

 

          Personally, I bought into my generation’s idealism for which social security wouldn’t be around by the time we retired.

 

          However, more importantly social security isn’t around if one doesn’t work outside of the home then one’s left without any means of financial support in the older years such as eighties and nineties which people are living longer now more than ever.

 

          Finally at the age of forty I get the financial system and the game of life -- no matter how hard one kills themselves working in the home then there’re no financial guarantees to anything since America is behind the European socialist times such as Norway for which the stay-at-home spouse gets a state paid monthly payment for running the household and taking care of property which is the third most important job in America behind teaching and parenting since living in a neighborhood in which neighbors “live and let live” is ten times more vital and crucial and beneficial than how educated or how much money one earns.

 

          One can live in a gated community and still have problems with neighbors. Hopefully, not. However, money doesn’t guarantee harmony.

 

          Good neighbors guarantee harmony.

 

          Good roommates guarantee harmony.

 

          Neighbors and roommates are everything to each other therefore it’s vital to work outside of the home then one may have some type of keep or earnings or finances or stipend rather than more educational debt for which seems never ending throughout the decades.

 

          Finally, at the age of forty I’ve made the most difficult decision in my life: I won’t take out any more educational loans or return to higher education as a student unless my education is paid for or free to all citizens since I’m not in any financial capacity to go back to college anytime soon and it’s best to work and earn social security than to go into any further educational loan debt.

 

          Now I’ve learned about how not even married educated women who’ve been married for forty years or more escape the brunt and the difficulties of financial retirement.

 

          Personally, I understand women have basically nothing in the world except in America workers get back what they pay into the system and it’s women who tell me to get a job in my technical field or not and hang on to work and collect social security which is the only real important aspect to financial life since most people don’t have stocks or bonds or CD’s or even retirement.

 

          Mostly, I understand men die on average twenty to thirty years ahead of women.

 

          Two decades is still many decades to work and to sustain oneself no matter how little or how much one earns or has saved up, the unbalanced “cost of living” continually goes up like a hormonal imbalance and rages on with hemorrhaging and tumor pain. Ha.

 

          Thank goodness I’m once again healthy and no longer sick. Calm waters. I’m back to being humane. Without tumor pain then one “can barely see straight.” Whew!

 

          Okay, I’m going back into the workforce because I do have a great deal of skill to contribute and save for retirement.

 

          Okay, from now until I get, too, old to work outside of the home then I will do so or until the policies change and instead of all of our tax dollars going towards military spending then we can pay the stay-at-home spouse to stay home and watch and care and look out for the household and the property and ultimately the neighborhood for violence otherwise mind one’s own business.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,319

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,972 + 1,319 = 3,291

 

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), 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 #10 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG

 

Monday, October 16, 2017

 

“A man should not say, “I will love the learned and hate the unlearned”; he should say, “I will love them all.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Placid (quiet, calm, unruffled)

 

The placid scene had a calming effect upon his jangled nerves.

 

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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: 3:55pm CT

 

Happy Monday!

 

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          Corrections will be made wherever corrections must be made.

 

          Allow me to stall for a brief moment.

 

          Always, I’ve been humble enough to return to the table and renegotiate terms out of fair play and equality and progress forward respectfully as responsibly agreed upon terms and correct information as it changes from hour to hour or day to day.

 

          Whether personal narratives or from Press Media or current events in modern history to general factual scientific corrections to basic continuous scientific ‘readership’ from any layperson as a reader of science and hobbyists and nonscientific persons in the world as any citizens of the world as enthusiast readers.

 

          Now, I’m not delusional.

 

          Simply, either “tired” or “ignorant” or with the wrong information or lost in translation, however.

 

          Not ever delusional about anything, per se, since I know the price of milk and twenty-five dollars per groceries per week is barely enough to get by on hardly any food, however. Manageable as a mature adult woman of color who requires less food as the years move on.

 

          Ok, Correction:

 

          As of yesterday it’s been directly communicated to me, my factual retired psychiatrist father doesn’t have a medical degree. Okay. Whatever.

 

          Thank you for finally letting me know.

 

          The only information I came by as to even knowing anything about what my dad did for a living was in September of 1996 when my one and only father came to visit me in New England and left a business card with his name and title of profession and from what I gathered and believed to have read in capital letters was M.D. on his business card. I can’t believe anybody in my family didn’t correct me all this time.

 

          Well, when one keeps silent then corrections don’t get made.

 

          Okay, I stand corrected. I don’t feel anyone way about it.

 

          Not in any way, shape or form or out of malice did I ever purposely bent the truth about anything about our family history since all I know is what I’ve been told in stories and read letters and read records since our family hardly ever talked about what our parents did as social workers and factual psychologists.

 

          My only question is whether my dad can prescribe medication and one isn’t legally able to prescribe medication without an M.D. right? Right.

 

          Therefore I’ll have to directly ask since I’m not putting on any fronts.

 

          This means nothing changes and my dad held a remarkable and respectful career as a “psychologist” for however many decades as a professional in his field until he retired. Okay. I can face up to facts.

 

          I didn’t know and now I do know and now this is a correction for all of time. Okay. Moving on. Next.

 

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          Corrections will be made wherever corrections must be made.

 

          Allow me to stall for a brief moment.

 

          Okay, correction.

 

          As of yesterday it’s been directly communicated to me that a particular video department of men who work downtown, Minneapolis are “video duplicators” and not “communications broadcast engineers.”

 

          No, I’m not delusional.

 

          Then why allow me to go on for eleven years with such a title?

 

          If an entire department of men wish to demote themselves in their title as “communications broadcast engineers” then they may do so since the factual work I did alongside the men was to literally each day turn on the vectorscope and waveform machines and monitor wavelengths and the digital interlacing to the literal video as well as primarily get the white balance and color specifically black and white spectrums to be perfectly aligned with broadcast standard zero and 100 spectrum field before either down converting to or up converting to and from different High Definition formats for standard broadcast to converting all and/or any type of video into digital format and standardized either for broadcast as national spots or professional internet quality for perspective and ratio specifically the file extensions.

 

          As a “communications broadcast engineer” “lady worker” or woman of color I’m able to cable any television studios’ tower control room as well as build a computer from recycled parts or anything if I was the last person to survive on Earth and it was my job and duty to do it for the benefit of a future civilization.

 

          Ever since I’ve been literally shocked a few times I’m literally scared of dealing with anything electrical or mechanical and I stay away from cabling and infrastructure and work with the technical and creative end of the technical spectrum as a blog writer and upkeep of an FTP site.

 

          No, I haven’t ever been “electrocuted” then people die.

 

          However, I’ve been shocked by electricity and I haven’t ever been so angry in my entire life. After an electric shock all one can feel is a surge and burst of anger.

 

          In the summer of 2008 I worked as a “stage hand” and while connecting cables and wires underneath the stage another worker three times proceeded to electrically shock me by handing me a tip of “hot” wire fallen into water or back and forth with the wrong wire and after an hour of this the third time I was shocked by electricity then I did in fact react as most people who get electrocuted and did lose my composure and temper and yelled, “What the bleep are you doing?” I didn’t mean to get angry I reacted literally to the third electric shock. I had already worked in the technical entertainment field since 2000 and in 2006-2007 as a “communications broadcast engineer” and not once been electrocuted before.

 

          Another stage hand mistakenly literally stapled one of his thumbs and directly showed me and also directly asked me what I thought and I inspected his thumb and said, “always revert to a medical professional” and by the look of his swollen thumb I told him he’d need to ice it and since none of the finger was missing and he was alright to go on working until the end of the day then he would be alright. He bravely and professionally worked steadily throughout the course of the entire rest of the 17 hour day in shifts.

 

          The stage hand who stapled his thumb told me he simply ripped out his thumb and removed it himself. How brave. I would’ve done the same and either silently cried two tears or none at all because pain doesn’t cause tears, pain causes anguish.

 

          Although I’ve proven to be able to precisely follow charts and diagrams of where to plug in or out all of the wires or male and female connecters and reroute into different sources.

 

          Re-wiring or re-cabling entire broadcast technical rooms isn’t my favorite overall responsibility since possible electric shocks aren’t my favorite experience to go through then only if I must then I have professionally assisted as support staff to men ten times smarter than me in the layout of cable and power sources and reroute power sources back with the correct cables and cable ends and connecters or not back to the machines and get programs systems up and running and get all of the software up and running correctly to the correct paths or lines of communications between all systems for all types of commercial website digital media to stay up and running since computers need a source of power and source of power has to be routed to computers.

 

           Then we went to do our actual daily work and continued to transfer any type of video (many different formats of video) as well as digital files for online spots and ran precise and correct code and brought video files over into the non-linear the Avid or Media 100 or Final Cut Pro systems in which all systems must first be inspected in correct setting ready for video transfer.

 

          if any tape or video or digital file needed to be re-edited then it was sent back to the post house to make their non-linear corrections since the post houses hold all of the clients’ video materials and graphics and digital elements hence the post houses’ responsibility to make the appropriate non-linear changes in corrected visuals or shots of video only if need be then back to the vectorscope and waveform and high frequencies and low pitches or not and get reading for the fine art of video interlacing and broadcast standard rather than tape duplicate which is hundreds of the same copy and we didn’t make hundreds or thousands of the same copy. No.

 

          We made one master for broadcast standard and signal.

 

          Back to the beginning of another client’s spot to inspect each and every single national commercial spot in our country for precise perfection for national broadcast airwaves when I made twenty-five thousand dollars in 2006-2007 when the men in our video department made close to forty or fifty thousand to the meager wages I made in comparison to the male workers yet I was expected and upheld my responsibilities quite well and simply was “fired” because I refused to “corporate espionage” with an embezzler who literally and factually court judge mandated confiscated hundreds of thousands of dollars from the company.

 

          Within the first week of work she called me outside of the video department and in a hallway told me to either tell on my co-workers and what they talked about as well as go against my male video department co-workers whose jobs were saved and mine was innocently lost for doing the correct and ethical decision to simply tell the embezzler “Anything you have to directly discuss with my male workers then please directly speak with each of them individually.”

 

          “Your days here are numbered.” She said.

 

          From day one I already knew I would be eventually forced out of my livelihood therefore I learned as much as I did and thrived with the help of my co-workers I became a great technical broadcaster.

 

          A job doesn’t get any more “behind the scenes” hotshot then such therefore I’ll keep my previous work history and professional title intact as “communications broadcast engineer” since I’ve made hundreds if not then thousands of tape duplications of the same content and it’s not the same as broadcast engineering or broadcasting in general.

 

          Broadcast engineering is serious business with a cast signal facing out.

 

          Digital media has been the new hotshot medium for the past decade thus here we are holding down the fort with a humble sweat equity website, however.

 

          The content consistently gets done without any money and more as a public service from a writer’s private online journals or diaries and this is all new media and FTP site and HTML transfers of files and such. I stand corrected as to what other people want to call themselves, however. I won’t give up my former cushy job title since twenty-five dollars and near food insecure is all I walked away with aside from personal relationships.

 

          As a woman I do care about job titles only thus I’ll make my way back into the working workforce in my field as a new media production assistant since we moved forward decades ahead of broadcast television only because the internet is the new medium and public and democratic for the most part and not because I say so simply new digital media turned out to be the next big thing in technology and development.

 

          Okay, let’s move on.

 

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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

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,972

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,972

 

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), 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 #10 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG

 

Friday, October 13, 2017

 

“A little sin is big when a big man commits it.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Flaccid (flabby, non-resistant)

 

It took some days before the flaccid muscles became strong.

 

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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 Friday!

 

---  ---  ---

 

~~~

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

 

~~~

No Blog

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count:

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 4,118 + 2,405 = 6,523 +

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #4 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 #9 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG

 

Thursday, October 12, 2017

 

“Do not make learning into a crown to flaunt, nor into a spade with which to dig [for money].”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Jettison (to throw overboard, to discard)

 

To lighten the plane the crew was forced to jettison the cargo.

 

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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: 4:47 pm CT

 

Happy Thursday!

 

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          Yes, my one and only mother in the entire world and I sat down to dinner last night and breakfast this morning.

 

          She’s now on a plane back to Boston. We’ve both mellowed out in our old age. We had a cordial and warm and respectful and sharing and thoughtful and fun time together.

 

          Yes, we instantaneously reconnect and sit down together for meals and converse about the seasons and the times gone by and our work and life and whatever brings us joy and family, friends and their health.

 

          The baby boomers are mainly retiring and getting on in years.

 

          To Wrenshall, MN farmers (as in plural) and their entire families thanks for the organic vegetables.

 

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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

 

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Love

Trumps

Hate

 

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Women’s Health

 

          Okay, let’s address women’s health which is my least favorite subject matter to address, however.

 

          Women’s health is an essential aspect of life and a subject matter for which ought to be pursued in scientific research and in culture by in large.

         

          This morning after breakfast I did my very best to briefly without too many gory details explain to my mother the complex aspects of have lived with eight straight years of uterine fibroid tumors attached to the uterine lining in the uterus and hemorrhaging and pent up and also explosive verbal anger from a fake-pregnancy hormonal imbalance as well as not to be able to escape such demise such as an ill ridden body of bio-waste and organic material which continuously throughout the eight years no matter how many operations the uterine fibroid tumors re-grew themselves and got larger and larger each month until the years went by and laparoscopic surgeries would be required to be made all three operations in total from 2011-2017.

 

          In 2009 we found out I had uterine fibroid tumors, however. I didn’t have any health insurance at the time therefore we waited until November of 2011 to have my first laparoscopic surgery to have the tremendously large uterine fibroid tumors removed otherwise one of the chances one takes with large exponential tumors is the possibility the tumors might get too large and rapture or burst or explode then cause internal bleeding then death to the patient from something as demanding as uterine fibroid tumors.

 

          Uterine fibroid tumors aren’t benign, however.

 

          Uterine fibroid tumors have the capacity to injure or do some serious harm or possible death depending on how large the tumors are and cared for and looked after like little infants.

 

          Tumors are a constant illness to watch over.

 

          Tumors are tedious work to say the least.

 

          One must be super careful not to laugh, too, hard or bend over to abruptly or eat, too, much or drink, too, much or exert, too, much or I hate to imagine what may occur.

 

          The reason as to why I held off surgeries for as long I did handle the tremendous pain against my spine and colon and bladder and allowed for the uterine fibroid tumors to grow as large as grapefruit size in measure is because the longer I held off operations then the less scar tissue there would be damage done to my uterus since the less damage from scar tissue then the easier the chances to give birth cesarean or otherwise.

 

          No, I didn’t ever want to have children.

 

          However, I made the great sacrifice for eight straight years to wait for as long as I could to have a hysterectomy with the hopes to bring a little baby to full term and birth to raise and to care for and to love.

 

          Even though the only reason I didn’t ever want to be a mother is because I was terrified to give birth I did still want to raise a child.

 

          Even though the last thing I ever wanted was children I held off the operations to cause less scar tissue to the uterus in hopes I would actually give birth, however.

 

          My health was neither strong nor was my body and eventually I had to give up the hopes to ever bringing a fetus to full term without miscarriage.

 

          Miscarriage is the most miserable experience of any woman’s life.

 

          Miscarriage is the most miserable experience in any man’s life.

 

          Hysterectomy is the most miserable experience of any woman’s life since the working farm is closed or the sexual reproductive organs to make life have seized to exist all completely and forever and one does know the door to reproductive chances are now long over and a dream not to ever be realized.

 

          On Monday, July 24, 2017 when I came out of my hysterectomy I became emotional and silently wept tears of sadness since I knew quite well there would be no more opportunities for me to ever give birth by cesarean.

 

          Not literally, however. In many ways I lost my mind in July 2017 and August 2017 from the over dose of hormonal influx of everything for which had occurred to be and I was struck with the grief of loss not to ever again be given or granted the slight chance to reproduce a human life even though I had stated and complained many a times I didn’t want children I secretly did want at least one child therefore I made an eight year sacrifice to hold off a hysterectomy even though I was continually plagued with re-grown tumors and continually hormone imbalance and hemorrhaging.

 

          On the early morning hours of August 26-27th, 2017 my Mother-In-Law died two and a half days after my hysterectomy. I was crushed she died. I wasn’t able to emotionally carry myself and my current legal partner and his family through the tremendous loss and grief of the passing of their matriarch, however.

 

          Yes, I did make the best choices I could at the time to self preserve and go to Hollywood, California for one week to immediately get away from the stress of bereavement and funerals and mourning or the stress of having my bellybutton opened and having my uterus removed through my bellybutton.

 

          Yes, I did walk around in a fog and couldn’t make sense as to why the gods would deal us such a terrible hand and lot in life. I hid. I took cover and recuperated as best as I know how which is to go into hiding and stay there until my belly button stopped bleeding for the most part and I could deal and face life again knowing life wouldn’t ever be the same ever again without my Mother-In-Law or the ability to reproduce. I was shattered to have both events happen within the same week.

 

          Fortunately, my current legal partner has an extensive family and support system and he was able to go to the farm and be supported by his family while I literally recuperated from being cut open only two days prior.

 

          No, there’s nothing sweeter than not having a uterus.

 

          In other words, not having a uterus is amazing after many years of hemorrhaging and serious complications to one’s health and mind and body and spirit and to beloved one as they watched one be heaved over in half with real and tremendous pain or in the fetal position since the pain is actually real and the tumor pressure won’t let up and the bladder and colon scream for mercy.

 

          The problem with tumors seems to be the healthier the patient then the healthier the tumors and the larger the tumors seem to grow since there’s nothing except nourishment for the tumors to live off of the cavities of the uterine walls. Intense, I know. I lived it.

 

          When one hemorrhages then one has an extensive loss of blood. There’s no mistaken a hemorrhage since the blood gushes out from the human body and it’s incredibly difficult to stop hemorrhages for whatever tumor or other reasons. It is.

         

          The uterine fibroid tumors constantly pushed against my spine or bladder or colon and the entire ordeal and experience was a painful one from beginning to end. I neither handled the pain or the hemorrhaging very well at all therefore I isolated for eight years of straight illness and anger at myself and my body for being as weak as it was since there’s no point in going to public places or to sit down in public seats and get the seats stained with blood.

 

          There isn’t any point in going out in public when one hemorrhages therefore I hid away at home and consistently nursed hemorrhages which can last as long as little as up to six months then no bleeding for a month to three months then back to more hemorrhaging for another three straight months to six months and the entire ordeal takes on a toll on the human mind and spirit and body as one does the best to stay clean and ahead of the uterine pain and the pelvic area pain without ever asking anyone for help to clean up the blood since the last thing anyone wants is to show such a horrific scene to another living human much less a man.

 

          Hardly ever did the tumor pain let up and riding in the car was complete torture to my body and mind and soul as well as to my partner who knew I would verbally fight him specifically during car rides since I was in the most pain I’d ever been while having my internal fibroid tumors and uterus rattled around like some percussion instrument inside of my body which would cause my lower back to squeal with intense pain from the lower back pressure to have sat in a car for either long or short drives.

 

          No good. I thought I was dying, however. I was very much still alive as though I was in a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from the pain of the pressure against my other internal organs was agonizing enough to want to scream all the way to and from any place we did drive.

 

          For the past two months I feel absolutely no pain sitting up in any car and take a short or long ride anywhere.

 

          Since the middle of July 2017 I haven’t had a single period and the experience is exquisite. There’s nothing like not having a period or a menstrual cycle. I suppose this is what menopause is like except I still get more acne than usual and I’m willing to take the acne any day since I feel no pain to my pelvic area or nonexistent uterus.

 

          Finally, once again I’m calm and kind and pleasant in life.

 

          Finally, I can go forward with my health intact and not needing to be reactionary or emotionally inflamed or somewhat irrational in my dire need to verbally fight out the pain against someone else who is not to be abused or ever get the brunt of anyone’s anger who happens to be in pain.

 

          Still yet as imperfect humans we do have enough love and compassion and sympathy to understand when another animal or creature or human hurts so much there’s nothing to be done for them then to keep silent or to give them as much space as possible to fight out the pain on their own to learn to be quiet about the tremendous suffering which comes with life and more specifically with real actual physical illness.

 

          As of this summer medical experts told me it is possible for people to go slightly neurotic or possibly temporarily insane from living day in and day out with tremendous amounts of physical pain not imaginary pain rather constant tumors pressing particularly against the spine is brutal.

 

          One has to either be a saint or the most socially well brought up individual or well mannered human or in a bad mood and with bad temper at the constant plight of #7, #8, #9 and #10 uterine fibroid tumor pain plus on top of such throbbing and continuous 24/7 nauseous pain then one must also proceed to contend with vaginal hemorrhaging and the constant bathing and clothes changes and clothes wash is enough to make someone insane with constant scenes of blood and more blood and more blood.

 

          Eight years of nonstop blood loss and cleaning and keeping clean even though sometimes within the hour one must bathe again throughout continuous straight months and months and months of hemorrhaging is a lonely ordeal only one is capable to go through by themselves.

 

          There’s absolutely no one who can carry a woman through hemorrhaging since hemorrhaging is sensitive and personal and there’s truly no one to ask to please take on the plight while one rests since there’s no rest from hemorrhaging.

 

          With uterine fibroid tumors the endless cycle of hemorrhaging is ruthless and one knows one isn’t dying yet one isn’t quite fully living either.

 

          One isn’t death yet how can one live with such tremendous suffering and mainly go at it alone since with a partner one doesn’t ever want them to see the horror of such pain and blood therefore it’s best to disguise pain with anger then seemingly one seems to portray a strength of wit and injustice against the organism well known as the human body within the human condition of dire non ending pain from the reproductive organs.

 

          One thing I won’t ever be afraid of is to write about my personal health as a woman of color therefore hopefully other women of color can get the medical help they truly need as I did as well as I won’t ever be afraid to write in the genre of horror fiction since most of actual illness is horror genre.

 

          On going illness is a lonely existence.

 

          Daily, I give thanks and praise not to be hemorrhaging any longer or in any type of dire pain which caused me to want to run away from the entire world and everyone I loved since I could barely see straight from the pain I suffered from.

 

          Please, forgive women with hormonal imbalances for they know not what they do.

 

         

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 2,409

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 3,072 + 1,046 = 4,118 + 2,409 = 6,527

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #3 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 #9 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG

 

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

 

“Eat sparingly and lengthen your life.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Protrusion (state of sticking out)

 

The protrusion of his eyes indicated that he was ill.

 

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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: 1:13pm CT

 

Happy Wednesday!

 

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          Personal Notes:

 

          Nope, I’m not crying my way through life.

 

          As of late I have terrible watery eye allergies. Since I walk outdoors then I deal with the brunt of my allergies which is constant watery eyes either day or night.

 

          If I were to cry then I would cry in bed and sob my heart out, however.

 

          All’s well and calm and cordial and wonderful and humble.

 

          Yes, once again I’m dealing with acne. What a bummer.

 

          Yes, I’m staying on top of the acne as much as possible.

 

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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

 

          Much of north, Minneapolis’s layout is exactly like south, Minneapolis.

 

          Much of the vibe and feel and culture of north, Minneapolis is exactly the same as south, Minneapolis even though south, Minneapolis is mainly supported by Caucasian culture and north, Minneapolis is mainly supported by African-American or black culture yet the vibe and the feel of the entire city is the same as well as the set common goals of one united independent culture of neighbors who beautify the city with “little libraries” or personal vegetable gardens and the creative arts and public murals.

 

          One of the greatest aspects of Minneapolis in general is the street signs which are more or less orderly and run the same direction across the entire span of city which seems to culturally unite the south and north sides of Minneapolis even though Olson Memorial Hwy or 35W splits up the city right through the heart of the city, the houses more or less look the same dating back 100 years which is a great similar commonality to the city as far as aesthetics and maintaining culture from north through south then most of the inhabitants more or less live in the same type of hopefully affordable housing and have such a particular commonality in common which is gorgeous homes from the turn of the last century.

 

          One of the main components which binds Minneapolis together as an entire city is the small independently owned private little libraries on many of whichever blocks can be found throughout the city which is plenty in north, Minneapolis which seems at least one resident every two blocks makes it their mission to keep a “little library” right outside of their home in their yards and such dedication to one’s block or neighborhood makes the entire neighborhood feel fresh and wonderful and calm and hopeful with the mere and simple sight of awesome classic books for anyone to read or borrow or exchange.

 

          Also Minneapolis has a common thread of public and private gardens which seems to be the main commonality and peaceful beautification of Minneapolis.

 

          Mostly anywhere in Minneapolis one is bound to come across neighborhood gardens and plots of land dedicated to vegetable gardens.

 

          The slick and awesome urban living and lifestyle of Minneapolis in general is the ability for the citizens to mobilize and make the effort to grow vegetables and extend the outreach of beautification anywhere throughout the city.

 

          Creatively drawn murals are all over Minneapolis which is a great way to beautify the city and cohesively tie it in all together as something extraordinarily special to look at while biking or walking or taking the bus or mass transit or scooter or skateboard.

 

          The murals is what lets anyone know the city of Minneapolis is made up of a massive group of artists and muralists and not to be trifled with since the arts thrive and move culture and money forward.

 

          There can be all of the money in the world sunk into any particular area of any city, however.

 

          If the developers don’t come together and realize independent neighborhood art drives culture forward then money tends to die off all on its own and vacant warehouse apartment buildings will sit empty and all alone for years since no one can afford to live on the smells of money alone.

 

          Anywhere one travels either by bus or mass transit or by foot the main strong dynamic about Minneapolis which makes the city as safe and as strong and calm and quiet is mainly due to the creative and respectful neighbors and the citizens who create a cohesive culture of urban living for all neighbors and all who visit here.

 

          One true aspect of Minneapolis culture is Minneapolis feels and looks the same almost anywhere one travels around the city therefore one doesn’t ever feel isolated or alone since Minneapolis extends its truly safe and urbanite experience throughout the four corners of Minneapolis.

 

          Minneapolis is incredibly remarkable in that the arts thrive and the people and the neighbors ensure the independent arts thrive as well as their vegetable gardens and their “little libraries.”

 

          Extraordinary.

 

          Minneapolis supports independent art and artists.

 

          Minneapolis knows the value to maintain a level of civility by contributing through local neighborhood gardens and murals and “little libraries.”

 

          Minneapolis’s roots are based on independent art and it’s obvious the arts rule here.

 

          Minneapolis is a place with a strong identity in the arts and neighborhood vegetable gardens and “little libraries.”

 

          Minneapolis keeps a strong cohesiveness amongst its residents by allowing an undercurrent of creative independence to run through the heart of the city and spreads out throughout the entire city and generates sunshine and a great creative life force.

 

          Minneapolis is quite remarkable and the developers ought not to dig out the vibrant aspects of culture with condo units which are overpriced and all look more of the same.

 

          Minneapolis ought to stay strong steadfast in an awesome culture of the life of the independent creative spirit of the arts especially the independent arts and creative creation for the sake to support and implement authentic artistic beautification to neighborhoods because it’s the real back and spine of Minneapolis in which the residents refuse to let go of the independent spirit to create to support local neighborhoods rather than to support corporate America.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,046

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,430 + 1642 = 3,072 + 1,046 = 4,118

 

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), 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 #9 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG

 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

 

“A man should eat slowly, properly, even if he eats alone.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Protuberance (something that sticks out, bulges)

 

The protuberance below the skin of his neck turned out to be a carbuncle.

 

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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: 4:15pm CT

 

Happy Tuesday!

 

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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

 

          Groans from Stomach Ache:

 

          In my twenties my re-tired psychologist dad taught me to go to bed and groan out mild physical aches such as bone ache or some mild headaches or stomach aches therefore I do.

 

          This weekend I was sick as a dog, no pun intended.

 

          I ate my own home cooked meat for the first time in months and I sent myself straight to bed to groan out the pain.

 

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          Hair Growth:

 

          My hair has finally begun to grow out.

 

          Now I’m able to sport a short feminine side part rather than my hair slicked straight back like a 1918’s man of such era.

 

          Hair style is important to look feminine.

 

          Personally, I’m ultra modern feminine no matter what I wear or say or do or how I’m dressed.

 

          No, definitely not on purpose did I cut my hair to look like a boy’s hair cut.

 

          At the start of September I simply cut my hair without a hand held mirror and there’s nothing much more to it.

 

          Finally, this past Friday I brought scissors to my hair and did a decent enough job of conducting a slight hair trim. Not bad.

 

          Short hair is difficult to keep styled.

 

          The only reason why I cut my hair short during my 40th birthday month is because I’d read in the fashion magazines hence one turns 40 then one has to get a short haircut therefore I did and it was a complete disaster until today when I finally figured my hair is long enough to part all the way to either one side or the other. Whew! Finally!

 

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          Gear over Fashion:

 

          Since I’m no longer thirty then I wear gear over fashion due to the weather and being smart about what to wear rather than how to look.

 

          As of late fashion isn’t in my vocabulary.

 

          All I have to sport this season is some seriously rugged gear for this weather since I walk on average about ten or twelve miles per week.

 

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          An Urban Walking Lifestyle:     

 

          Personally, I’m having a blast living an urban walking lifestyle in such as New York City is a place in my heart where people on average walk five miles per day no matter where in New York City they live.

 

          An urban walking life is a lifestyle in which one gets outside and does let go of all of their thoughts and questions and insecurities and worries quieted down and one walks with purpose and intent and breathes well.

 

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          Real People have Birth and Death Certificates:

 

          No, I don’t make up people out of the thin air.

 

          No, I don’t make up imaginary people’s names.

 

          No, I don’t have imaginary friends.

 

          Yes, either people exist or people don’t exist.

 

          No, I don’t hear any voices inside of my head.

 

          No, I don’t see visuals in front of me or inside of my mind.

 

          Either, I see inexpensive food products and produce in front of me and I purchase them or not.

 

          As simple as I am, I am.

 

          Yes, on a humanitarian level we’re all connected.

 

          On a social level we’re not always connected.

 

          Yes, people either communicate well or not.

 

          No matter what: we’re all in the same boat.

 

          We are all in this together. We’re human.

 

          Be is all we have to be.

 

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          Yes, I live in reality.

 

          Yes, I live in each and every single moment.

 

          Yes, I require a great deal of sleep therefore most nights I’m in bed at 8:00pm and read news for an hour and lights out at 9:00pm. Good night. Sweet dreams.

 

          For the first time in eleven years I had a “space cadet” moment while waiting in line at “Aldi” grocery store when I thought most of the lanes were filled to the gills. I would then at least be granted five minutes to space out and truly scan the storefront for any fashion magazines for short haircuts and wondered if it was worth going back for eggs to bake some type of baked good or not.

 

          Suddenly, a loud woman’s voice at the registrar said, “Ma’am” and I didn’t even realize I was directly being addressed, however. I was bummed the quiet moment was over on a sunny and sleepy type of Sunday afternoon and stopped scanning the storefront for basic hair products and gave up to find any if at all possible.

 

          Immediately, I moved to the next available cashier and unloaded groceries as fast as possible without fumbling or anything.

 

          My quiet moment to wander what type of hair conditioner would make my hair the smoothest was over. Ha.

 

          There’s only factually “extraverts” or “introverts.”

 

          A “neurotic” is a whole other vocabulary word.

 

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          Hygiene:

 

          No matter what type of lifestyle or what transitional period or what phase of life, most of life is camping out or in other words being structured and neat about hygiene.

 

          Either one has to schedule teeth brushing times or good sleep hygiene or great health care maintenance no matter where, what or how whether travel or not.

 

          Personally, for a cigarette smoker I’m quite a clean person mainly out of consistent care.

 

          Personally, cigarette smoke is something I do whenever I actually have private time to sit down and smoke a cigarette or I don’t then I chose not to smoke a cigarette.

 

          Mostly whenever I get ready to run errands or walk I don’t smoke a cigarette since walking is somewhat strenuous and effort and energy.

 

          Nonetheless, since I’m an outdoor cigarette smoker then most of my smell is an outdoorsy cigarette smoker smell rather than indoor cigarette smoker smells or bad body odor which I don’t smell bad unless I’ve skateboarded across town in the middle of some sunny hot afternoon in the summer time then well.

 

          My bedding and clothes are washed once per week on Mondays and they smell quite clean especially with walking which makes clothes smell quite fresh in the great outdoors.

 

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          Night Time Walking:

 

          Yes, I’m booking it across town between 7:00pm and 7:30pm to get to Thomas Avenue which I’m expected to arrive on time.

 

          Yes, I’m walking with a laptop which was bought in 2010 and it’s worth fifty dollars or less. The laptop is small and doesn’t have a disk player or any hook ups for such matters.

 

          The laptop is considered a “dinosaur” by today’s standards yet I’m able to write and do word processing and its all folks.

 

          The laptop doesn’t weigh a lot, per say, however, enough to make any type of difference while I walk.

 

          Yet, I walk like a New Yorker and if I say, “hello,” to anyone then it’s neither out of any mild flirtation nor out of necessity to make friends or sex. No thank you.

 

          Simply, I’m a modern urban woman and evidently portray the fact I’m a serious urban walker out in the middle of dark nights even though 7:00pm is still early nights, winter’s clipping on my heels. Winter’s here.

 

          Yet once again must purchase tennis shoes since my feet are starting to feel slight pins and needles on the bottom of my feet from taking in many miles per weeks and months.

 

          My tennis shoes aren’t shot yet, however.

 

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          Yes, I trash nearly all Shoes and Clothes:

 

          No matter what the fashions might be.

 

          For decades now I’ve practically first worn out and ultimately trashed each and every single article of clothing since clothes can be ridiculously expensive and clothes aren’t made to last long and clothes are mainly thrown into the garbage therefore modern clothes are practically more contributed garbage to the Earth.

 

          Since I don’t have anything to my name then I don’t pretend to be fashionable since gear is what’s getting me through this time period in my life and not ever before have I been as grateful as ever to wear such durable gear for this weather.

 

          For the past two months I’ve spent the months as a serious urban walker to and from Thomas Avenue to Ewing Avenue, Monday through Friday.

 

          There are many young and older folks out with their skateboards and on their bikes and scooters.

 

          We’re rocking this strip.

 

          There’re many urban pedestrians and dog walkers and people out in general running the last of the day’s errands. It’s a beautiful sight to see many wonderful and smart and astute civilians and people while outdoors taking care of themselves and their personal business.

 

          Yes, at night I walk with a headlamp and have been told it is okay to utilize a headlamp in north, Minneapolis to be seen mainly by night traffic.

 

          For some reason I’m calmer than I have ever been before through eight years of a terrible hormonal imbalance. Cheers!

 

          My hormones have relaxed and calmed down. Thank goodness.

 

          Personally, I’ve proven to be a great and sincere and respectful roommate to my eighty-one year young roommate who we both get along famously.

 

          She’s been a blessing in disguise.

 

          We mainly keep to ourselves or we occasionally watch television or we always come together for Sunday night meals and Nova.

 

          No matter what’s going on most Sunday’s have become a time in which we warm up food over the stovetop and make some type of dinner and quietly sit down to eat and enjoy each other’s company.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,642

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,430 + 1642 = 3,072

 

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), 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 #9 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG

 

Monday, October 9, 2017

 

“Food is better than bread up to the age of forty; after forty, drink is better.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Pulsation (a beat or throb, a vibrating)

 

The pulsation of the artery was very apparent.

 

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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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~~~

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

 

          Okay, let’s address one of the touchiest subjects alive: Parenting.

 

          Please, understand I’m not here to judge anybody mainly I’m here to make some sharp observations about life in general and life as we know it well into the twenty-first century.

 

          The number one question I get from Caucasian people is “why do black people scream?”

 

          Personally, I have my guesses as to why black people scream.

 

          However, my personal question is why do Caucasian people scream?

 

          Let’s address parenting which is my least favorite subject matter to address.

 

          Personally, I don’t know what it’s like to have children since we weren’t blessed with any of our own, however.

 

          We tried for years and it wasn’t in the cards. I did make it my mission in life to volunteer for twenty years with children and youth at risk through women’s homeless shelters and through the Boys and Girls Club in Boston and many different places and institutions in Minnesota. I’m not without knowledge about children and teens and how to best instill fair and constructive play in the lives of children and teenagers. I’m blessed to have worked and volunteered with children and teenagers for twenty years.

 

          Personally, I hold absolutely nothing against screaming and angry or dismayed or hungry children and teens except I feel terrible for them to feel as hopeless as they seem to portray themselves.

 

          Young people tell me they believe there’s no future for any of them therefore there’s no point in being good or civilized since the world’s going to end sometime sooner than we expect.

 

          Well, I tell young people the world may end, however. Not anytime soon since thousands of years can be a long time before we give up on the Earth and the planet.

 

          Plus, if the Earth is to implode then most of us without any resources will be the first to die off and it’s a fact as we know it.

 

          This writer would probably be the first to go and it would be a sad day not to have the voice of a sharp minded individual make real observations about the times we live in.

 

          Personally, I give much credit to parents who probably don’t know what to do with their children during the weekends since unstructured weekends can get to be long and screaming children must drive their parents a bit nutty.

 

          What I do specifically take issue with screaming children is how they get left behind due to misbehavior therefore academic doors are closed to screaming children simply because behavior and good conduct is ten times more valuable than money or a backbreaking career without health insurance or benefits.

 

          Good behavior is a way to gauge how sane people are or aren’t.

 

          Good behavior is a great and excellent way to gauge if parents and children have their marvels intact.

 

          Personally, I can’t help it I was born with a smart and intelligent mind and notice patterns whenever presented to me. I’m a person who was born with a sharp wit and intellect even though my sharp wit and intellect doesn’t pay much of anything to do anything amazing with it other than to write then one does get to be observant for the mere ability to correct some wrongs in culture and be able to apply what is considered excellence into an American culture which is in dire need of excellence since money isn’t something for which has freely flowed into our society then all we have is each other to go by and to be good to.

 

          We live in times in which money and food are extremely difficult to come by no matter how hard anybody works for their money as well as appropriate career opportunities don’t seem to be enough to make it in our culture.

 

          Yes, I can drown out any sound or noise since it’s the smart thing to do as a mature adult, however.

 

          Wouldn’t it be nice to live in a culture in which parenting is taken as absolute value and good and kind parenting is supreme since there isn’t much to be gained in our culture other than to get on and get along with neighbors since our neighbors get to know us better than our families do according to the Muslims our neighbors know us better than anybody else.

 

          The only reason why I allow for the continuous patterns of screaming children to bother me as a choice is because there’s much anger and sadness in the screams and shrieks and shouts of modern children. I deeply feel for them.

 

          Personally, I can sleep through two ton trucks going pass my head since I’ve lived near highways or subway systems or shrieking children since I’ve done it and have proven to cope quite well in a modern world of sad and angry and screaming children who seem to desire or need more attention than ever before in our culture.

 

          Maybe, all screaming children require is the assurance they matter.

 

          Personally, I figure since modern children don’t have a pot to piss in and neither do their parents then there seems to be absolutely no reason for good conduct or good neighborly behavior to be reinforced since the main consensus seems to be there’s no secure financial future for people and north, Minneapolis neighbors have known this truth to be all, too, real throughout the decades.

 

          How good conduct is even implemented in the home is a wonder?

 

          How is good behavior taught in the home?

 

          How is good neighborly behavior taught in the home?

 

          How is neighborly concern implemented when most parents are tired and don’t want to have to deal with the sad shrieks and screams and yelps of their children out on the streets?

 

          The modern built in babysitter seems to be some neighborhood streets in which sad and angry children don’t have constructive play or constructive set of rules by which to play outside therefore untaken care of or unwatched modern children take to the streets to scream out their inherited anger and disappointment and frustrations unto a world which doesn’t necessarily value such children and teens due to where they live thus demographics instantly shuts doors on people depending where they come from and where they reside due to negative stereotypes.

 

          How do we build a culture and society of amazingly well behaved teens and children who don’t run around neighborhoods screaming due to severe sadness in their lives?

 

          How as a culture do we implement hope for such children and teens?

 

          How as neighbors do we care about out of control children and teens without parents taking anything personally against people who care most?

 

          Neighbors will always be a huge part of the equation of getting on well in any neighborhood.

 

          Personally, I’m over screaming and sad American teens and children.

 

          Personally, I feel terrible for screaming and sad American teens and children who don’t foresee any future with them in it.

 

          How terrible to be young and hopeless when their entire future is still ahead of them.

 

          At the age of forty, I now know much of my literary future is still ahead of me yet I’ve lived long enough to know life is risky and one bad life choice then one’s to starve therefore one must consider the fact anybody’s future is uncertain unless one works to the bone with very little compensation which is a tragic way to implement serfdom into the culture in which humans have way more responsibilities to life than to kill themselves working for very little bread or money.

 

          There must be something to implementing good behavior especially when one’s a guest in any other neighborhood other than one’s own.

 

          As a guest in any other neighborhood one doesn’t poop all over other people’s terrain.

 

          There must be a way to quiet down the sadness of shrieking and screaming and hungry and hopeless children and teens desperate for something important such as acknowledgement or notice since they know where they live isn’t the height of wealth nor opportunity or money thus how does any parent implement excellence in behavior when all the odds are against most young people and old people?

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,430

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,430

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #3 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 #9 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG.

 

Friday, October 6, 2017

 

“The mercy of the wicked is cruel.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Puerile (boyish, immature, childish)

 

His puerile utterances were displeasing to the audience.

 

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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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          Okay, let’s make any corrections for which ought to be made.

 

          Anne Frank was a real person who wrote diaries.

 

          No, Anne Frank isn’t any type of fictional character in a novel since fictional characters are made up and not real and Anne Frank actually was born and lived and died dust to dust we shall return.

 

          Yes, Anne Frank was an actual person.

 

          As far as experts are concerned most or all of Anne Frank’s diaries ‘pan out’ as authenticated and who am I to argue with it? Nobody. Okay. Let’s move on.

 

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          Okay, let’s make any corrections for which ought to be made.

 

          The actual number for the Holocaust was millions genocide?

         

          What is the correct million numbers of people who were murdered in genocide in gas chambers during the Holocaust?

 

          Well, my outdated and wrong numbers and figures about casualties of the Holocaust as well as my former teachers and professors from twenty years ago were wrong in their numbers to project or insinuate only thirty-five thousand Jews were “exterminated.” (No insult meant or implied.)

 

          When factually something more like roughly estimated from my rusty memory the death toll and death count from the Holocaust is in the millions of unnecessary deaths to innocent people.

 

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          Of course, as a non Jew and a none practicing Jew yet the daughter of a Jewish man I do observe the Sabbath sundown on Friday’s to sundown on Saturday’s for eleven years.

 

          On the Sabbath one observes and says their prayers and doesn’t do much of anything not even bake bread or utilize electricity or use fire or cook or drive or anything much of anything else there might be to do other than to rest the body, mind and soul.

 

          The Sabbath is sacred.

 

          One does nothing and rests from long weeks of hard work.

 

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          R.I.P. Tom Petty.

 

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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

 

          Yes, I’m right here with Freeway Mondays through Fridays from 11:15am to 7:00pm since Monday, August 14, 2017 going back five years.

 

          Each single week for over five years I take the responsibility to care well and tenderly for our dog.

 

          Yes, on average Freeway’s taken outside about eight times daily.

 

          Yes, Monday of this week it was incredibly dark and grey skies and rain with lightening for about two hours of the better part of the early afternoon from about 2:00pm to 4:00pm then again for an hour from about 6:00pm to 7:00pm.

 

          In this neck of the woods it thundered and poured.

 

          Monday, Freeway had diarrhea.

 

          Consistently throughout Monday I continued to wipe his bottom with wipes and washed all of his pillows and wiped down any leftover smears on the couch armchair and kitchen floor.

 

          No, I don’t ever tease Freeway about being ill since being ill is terrible and quite a downer.

 

          If anything I held him twice, once for an hour in the afternoon and again at night while throughout Monday he continued to go outside and get ill or indoors and I continued to clean up after him due to love and patience and sacrifice.

 

          There’s nothing more intimate than sitting up with a sick child or elderly or pet or any beloved one. It’s tremendously difficult to watch since there isn’t much to be done except wait out the storm of illness or flu or “bug.”

 

          On Thursday Freeway got a haircut.

 

          Freeway immediately came directly to me and in his dog way asked me to instantaneously take off the cute bows he gets when he goes to get a haircut.

 

          Thursday morning I fed Freeway his tick and flea medication which if any dog owner knows then it’s sometimes nearly impossible to get a dog to eat their pills or medication therefore I have to outsmart Freeway with sausage except sometimes he spits it out and ‘rinse and repeat.’

 

          The days and weeks and months go by and I clean and take care of the property and run the household and plan and make meals and job hunt and do research and read and write and do an incredible amount of computer work which requires internet.

 

          Throughout the days and weeks and months Freeway and I keep a steady work rhythm and we go with it as best as we can.

 

          Today, the early part of the afternoon caught up with me.

 

          At 2:00pm it began to rain therefore the lawn will need to be cut some other day.

 

          This morning before I left Thomas Avenue my eighty one year young roommate told me not to cut the lawn today because it’s too rainy. Yes, ma’am. She’s a smart and wise woman and if she doesn’t mow then neither am I mainly out of safety and respect to wisdom.

 

          On Tuesday, I received a flu shot.

 

          Dealing with chronic bronchitis and staying as healthy as possible.

 

          Cheers.

 

          What a week.

 

          The week flew by.

 

          Have a wonderful autumn weekend.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 890

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,997 + 1,162 = 4,159 + 890 = 5,049

 

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), 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 #8 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG.

 

Thursday, October 5, 2017

 

“Man eats to live; he does not live to eat.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Punctilious (exact in detail, careful)

 

He is very punctilious in everything he does.

 

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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, beautiful world.

 

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Happy Thursday!

 

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          The amazing aspect of north, Minneapolis black parents is I don’t ever hear or see black parents angrily or loudly showing off such weird “helicopter” parenting tactics while out in the middle of neighborhood streets for “everyone” else to hear them be dysfunctional parents.

 

          Parenting for the most part is a private state of affairs to be conducted between children and parents or teens and parents since discipline and parenting is quite a private business yet crucial. When on rare occasions parenting must be done in public then the rest of us understand, however.

 

          Caucasian parents tend to show off or talk like parrots simply for the entire world to hear them or see them parent is like some weird variety of reality television not quite real or believable and more of a show than anything else.

 

          The north, Minneapolis black parents are also quiet and peaceful living citizens such as their children and teens. This skill must be instilled or passed on from one generation to another otherwise teaching children to be serene and calm is nearly impossible when parents have weird spastic energy.

 

          North, Minneapolis black parents are quite quiet and private in their approach to parenting and make sure to parent inside their homes and away from gawking eyes on sidewalks or neighborhood streets.

 

          Mainly, it seems most north, Minneapolis black parents do their best parenting early on when the children are young and by the time the children are five to eight years of age then the children know their responsibilities as good neighbors and mind their own business and stay in their yards since the world is as it is a peaceful place to be kept peaceful.

 

          Personally, I give the upstanding black parents of north, Minneapolis immense credit for being fantastically quiet and peaceful parents. I didn’t know such parents existed.

 

          I was told all of the stereotypes and all of the mean spirited stories about north, Minneapolis and none of it is true in so far as I can tell people are peaceful and leave each other alone to take care of business and take care of themselves and their families and respect neighbors by not having to place huge burdens on their neighbors to watch over their children since the real and responsible thing for Caucasian parents to do is to parent their own children then to seem to believe the neighborhood has to watch out for children when neighbors work all day and the last thing neighbors want to do is to take care or watch out for children who aren’t their own and nearly get run over on the streets on a daily basis.

 

          The black children and teens of north, Minneapolis are city savvy enough not to go play in the middle of the streets. I’m impressed at their mature attitude towards the world.

 

          I’m proud to reside in an amazing tucked in and tucked away little neighborhood of north, Minneapolis which is truly north, Minneapolis since I know the difference between north, Minneapolis and Robbinsdale, MN and uptown, MN. I’ve spent the last 17 years living in the Twin Cities. I would know.

 

          This north, Minneapolis holds a bright and shining future for their children since respectful behavior is by far more important than anything else in the entire world.

 

          To peacefully get along with neighbors is more important than to make money or to be popular since living in the city there’re many more people then we must all mind our business and be city chic and city cool and not impose ourselves upon other people as children and teens and adults alike.

 

          People don’t want to hear anybody screaming bloody murder up and down their streets because it does throw off the balance of Chi and calm energy. It’s all about balance.

 

          Nothing’s about perfection.

 

          Life’s about balance.

 

          Balanced people, balanced eco-systems, balanced air control, balanced carbon foot prints, balanced attitude with enough sleep, balanced nutrition with enough nutrients to carry the mind and body through a full day of work and school and study.

 

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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

 

          Yes, after 21 days without doing some type of behavior then one is no longer an addict of such faction.

 

          Yesterday in peaceful conversation and without any anger I swore amongst mature adults who overlooked my peaceful alliteration.

 

          Yes, after 34 days I’m free of being a swearing addict.

 

          Although, as a mature member of the human race I do and will swear from time to time, however. I’m no longer hormonally imbalanced with fake-pregnancy hormones therefore I don’t feel as though I have any need to express myself through swear words since it’s no longer necessary to portray or show my deep anger since the anger is no longer there. Whew!

 

          Yes, I do believe anger is okay to be expressed through words rather than through screams or yells or personal swear words directed at somebody else.

 

          Yes, I do believe it’s healthy to disagree, however.

 

          To get overwhelmingly out of control with chemical compounds all over the place is quite different since nobody else truly ever understands anybody else much less when people are angry or upset or hurt or misunderstood.

 

          Anger is poison in the body and bloodstream.

 

          Anger is a strong chemical reaction and only necessary for hormonal imbalances or real threats.

 

          Personally, I’ve been taught not to trust anybody who doesn’t ever swear.

 

          Most eighty year young people I’ve ever met at least make usage of the swear words “hell” or “damn” and both are swear words no matter how anybody else may or may not see it.

 

          No, I don’t like to swear or swear words in general, however.

 

          In a modern world in which some subsections of society and culture at large use swear words as an everyday event then I tend to hold off on swear words simply because I know an extensive vocabulary and am able to make use of good vocabulary words since I’m obsessed with words and daily look up words and am in the business of writing words therefore I do uphold myself to a high standard in practice to come up with more culminating words other than swear words then I feel my maturity and range in intelligence.

 

          Yes, my business is to write.

 

          No, I’m not much of an observer since I like to live in the moment, however. If a pattern presents itself yet again and again then I must look into it since I’m a peasant and am more concerned with what to have for dinner than other people.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,162

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,515 + 1,482 = 2,997 + 1,162

 

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), 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 #8 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG.

 

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

 

“Consider your table as a table before the Lord: chew well and hurry not.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Knavish (sportive, mischievous, tricky)

 

The one knavish lad could not avoid trouble.

 

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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 Wednesday!

 

 

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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

 

          For all of the flack or misinformation and stereotypes north, Minneapolis gets: One thing is for certain:

 

          The actual black children and teens who reside in north, Minneapolis are ten times better brought up and more mature and mindful then most of any suburban white children who litter and scream like mental cases and who without any supervision play right smack in the middle of the streets where cars have to dodge the mindless suburban Robbinsdale, MN children, too, poor to own curtains and, too, rich to care to be respectful of an entire neighborhood full of working adults and studious teens.

 

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          In Robbinsdale, MN why isn’t excellence in behavior taught across the board?

 

          Robbinsdale, MN children are taught once they leave school then they no longer have to be on their best behavior since nothing much matters to them other than to be noticed as they scream getting off school buses or scream in front of hospitals or walk down half a block and scream in front of houses without children where neighbors live with brain tumors.

 

          What gives Robbinsdale, MN?

 

          One thing is for certain, the children and teens of north, Minneapolis are ten times more cool and mature and responsible for their behavior than Robbinsdale, MN’s spoilt and rotted out fruit.

 

          Robbinsdale, MN children are ridiculously far behind the times.

 

          Robbinsdale, MN children are anything except cool citizens.

 

          Robbinsdale, MN children don’t have any real life skills.

 

          Robbinsdale, MN children are more like a bunch of nobody’s without any hopeful futures therefore they negatively act out and scream rather than use their beautiful words to communicate.

 

          The 1980’s went through a “hick” wave in which the children of working class and working poor parents would act out since such young people thought there was no hope or future for them therefore they gave up early on and refused to be any type of meaningful contributing part of this world.

 

          Attitude reaps further attitude whether negative or positive.

 

          Success has nothing to do with money.

 

          If any child screams their lungs out after the age of three then you know what it’s all about, right?

 

          It’s about regressed development and lack of vocabulary words therefore the children are being left far behind since screams means a lack of reading in the home which in turn means a lack of care.

 

~~~

 

          The gold star goes to the north, Minneapolis neighborhood black children and teens who are some of the best global citizens and residents of any place I’ve ever traveled to or lived or visited.

 

          No, props don’t go out to weekend visiting screaming black children from surrounding suburbs or mindless screaming black children who aren’t from North, Minneapolis and have a bit of suburban dirt on their faces.

 

          This gold sticker goes out to the mindful and mature and quiet and happily respectful and clean and well looked after north, Minneapolis children and teens who sit on their stoops like New Yorkers and don’t go out of their way to take up any more room or get any more attention than needed or necessary from elsewhere other than from their home and from their very own people.

 

          Why are north, Minneapolis children and teens so well brought up?

 

          Why isn’t anybody talking or discussing or highlighting this splendid and magnificent group of demographics of specifically young black people who day in and day out and week in and week out and month in and month out demonstrate not only how to peacefully keep themselves occupied by showing they’re quite serious about their responsibilities as good neighbors also are consistent in their excellent behavior.

 

          No matter what anybody says about me: I was meant to be here and first hand witness the amazingly wonderful and consistently good behavior of black children and teens throughout the months such children and teens are the real deal because their great and excellent behavior is always intact. They don’t falter.

 

          Also such mature black children and teens mind their own business and sit on their stoops with their cell phones while the little ones quietly teach themselves how to skateboard right in front of their homes and not half a block away down the street in front of other people’s homes.

 

          Aside from New Yorkers the north, Minneapolis children and teens who actually reside in north, Minneapolis don’t go wandering off like some orphaned children without homes to be fed by the neighbors who are too tired to take care of somebody else’s screaming children. No.

 

          The north, Minneapolis children stay on their stoops and in their yards since they know other neighbors work and are tired and it isn’t any other neighbors’ job to look after screaming or out of control children out in the middle of streets therefore north, Minneapolis children are anything except amazingly urban and quiet and like mature adults mind their own business.

 

          There’s a sixth sense or an urban etiquette instilled in this refined demographics of black teens and children who peacefully are themselves quite sophisticated and elevated way above any crowd or group of people in present modern America.

 

          North, Minneapolis’s black teens and children who actually reside in our neighborhood are ten times ahead of their white suburban counterparts in such as north, Minneapolis black teens and children are nearly and almost half way to mature adulthood in the way in which they represent themselves and in the way in which they uphold themselves and in the way in which they present a respectful united front as peaceful citizens. Wow.

 

          Five years of living in suburb hell made me forget there were actual parents and teachers contributing to a mature core set of values in our nearby communities such as to know better and leave adults and neighbors alone and mind one’s one business rather than make a mess for others to clean up or have to endure misbehavior simply because Caucasian people say one has to which is wrong.

 

          One doesn’t have to endure the misbehavior of Caucasian children since the parents are too entitled or too lazy or too tired to parent.

 

          The north, Minneapolis black children and teens know where it’s at which is a big and large world therefore since north, Minneapolis teens and children are already by default awesome urban chic children and teens then they don’t require the attention suburban screaming spoilt out of control Caucasian children do who seem to think screaming is freedom, however.

 

          Screaming is imprisonment of the self and soul and good name.

 

          It’s the mature and well behaved black children and teens of north, Minneapolis who’ve brought hope back into my life not to give up on modern education and the way children and teens are raised to be so cool and laidback and real urban and mature about the world.

 

          North, Minneapolis black teens and children are quiet and fresh and reserved in attitude which will get them anywhere in the world ten times faster than suburban Caucasian children raised with the illusion they matter more than the elderly or the poor or the neighbors therefore such children seem to be taught to believe they must be noticed by “everything” or “everyone” therefore the 1990’s model of parenting and teaching is now obsolete and no longer applies to a quiet world of digital media rather than attention for the mere attention of such a seeking behavior.

 

          North, Minneapolis black teens and children fill my heart with hope since the teachers and parents are doing something right.

 

          This cool side of chic urban city is doing way more great parenting than the Robbinsdale, MN side which has far more resources than the north, Minneapolis side does.

 

          What on Earth is the secret of black modern parents who are in the lead and way ahead of the times to teach their children to be as cool as New York City children and teens?

 

          North, Minneapolis may not have many resources, however.

 

          Thank you North, Minneapolis. I wasn’t sure real awesome and mature

teens and children existed in Minnesota, anymore.

 

          Now here we have the proof we do. I’m beside myself. I’m speechless. I’m actually hopeful since North, Minneapolis has got this.

 

          I’m proud to pay rent to north, Minneapolis where people get city living rather than barn yarn attitudes as some delusion which they think will get them far which won’t since the world isn’t centered on Minnesota since the world is one huge vastly wonderful place different from Minnesota’s small mindedness.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,482

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,515 + 1,482 = 2,997

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #35 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 #8 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG.

 

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

 

“Meat, not hay, makes the lion roar.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Pungent (striking, sharp)

 

A pungent odor of burning leaves reminds us that autumn is here.

 

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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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Happy Tuesday!

 

          My day got away from me, from errands to business to cleaning up and about to make dinner.

 

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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

 

~~~

No Blog

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000 private journals

 

Word Count:

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,515

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #34 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 #8 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG.

 

Monday, October 2, 2017

 

“At other people’s parties, one eats heartily.”

 

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Spectrum (radiant energies arranged in order of their wave lengths so that when you observe all the colors of the rainbow are visible)

 

As the prism was called to our attention, we could behold the beauty of the spectrum.

 

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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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Happy Monday!

 

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          Ever since 1996 with the massive development of the internet and now with digital cell phones the world is quite a small place.

 

          Our American People and their families are all over the world.

 

          From Puerto Rico to Las Vegas, Nevada we have American people making a living and wisely contributing to this world at large.

 

          Anytime something as destructive as Hurricane Maria hits the Island of Puerto Rico and leaves our American citizens to die then on the mainland we feel the catastrophic affects of such horrors especially when our mainland citizens are in dire need to find and to be put in contact with their beloved ones. Our American Puerto Ricans must be saved and have medical aid and water and food delivered to our amazing Puerto Ricans in the same manner medical aid and water and food was sent to hurricane Harvey relieve efforts and hurricane Irma.

 

          The mainland’s people don’t ever forget about our civilians and citizens elsewhere simply because our current administration isn’t organized well enough to lift red tape and get going and get medical aid and supplies to the people who need it most such as our beloved Puerto Ricans.

 

          Oh, Puerto Rico.

 

          Oh, Las Vegas, Nevada. I have no words. Only silence.

 

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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

 

          In this neck of the woods we lead a quiet life in which we compost and the vegetable and raspberry gardens are on their last crop.

 

          As the autumn deepens we make and eat apple strudel and apple anything for such matter.

 

          As the cold air deepens we’ve closed storm windows and driven out the last of the large August horse flies and opened up vents and let in the heat.

 

          Mondays have become our laundry days.

 

          On Mondays, my eighty one year young roommate does her laundry at her home in north, Minneapolis and I walk my laundry a mile back to Ewing Avenue and weekly wash my bedding and pajamas and undergarments and t-shirts and jeans.

 

          As well I gather small garbage can bags throughout the house and recycling and put out the trash for trash day the following mornings on Tuesdays since the nights are getting dark earlier I figure the last thing anybody wants to do when they get home from a long day’s work is to put the garbage bin out on the curb in the dark.

 

          Tuesdays, my eighty one year young roommate goes to bible study and I’ve taken to vacuuming the upstairs of the Ewing Avenue house.

 

          On Wednesdays, my eighty one year young roommate goes to watch her grandchildren therefore I’ve taken to vacuuming the downstairs of the Ewing Avenue house.

 

          On Thursdays, my eighty one year young roommate goes back to more bible study and I’ve taken to dusting either the upstairs of Ewing Avenue or the downstairs as well as cleaning either the upstairs toilet or the downstairs toilet or broom under furniture which desperately requires cleaning and to be relieved of dust.

 

          On Fridays, my eighty one year young roommate religiously mows and cuts her lawn therefore I’ve taken to religiously cutting and mowing the lawn at the Ewing Avenue house.

 

          On Friday at sundown I personally take the Sabbath and rest as much as I can from sundown on Friday until sundown on Saturday as well as semi fast unless my roommate offers something like an egg salad sandwich made by her good friend at church then I don’t pass up church made food since we all know church made food by mature ladies is some of the best made food all around.

 

          The Lutherans know how to cook well.

 

~~~

 

          The first weekend I observed the Sabbath my roommate thought I was gravely ill and I patiently explained to her I simply needed much rest after ten miles walked and carrying bags back and forth and doing domestic responsibilities at Ewing Avenue and tons of weekly computer work plus I’ve been fighting chronic bronchitis since March of 2017 and bronchitis leaves a human body exhausted to the bone.

 

          Finally, my roommate’s begun to relax about me observing the Sabbath since on Sundays I’m back up and out of bed and on my feet making coffee by 11:00am and I take a crouching bath/shower at the far end of the bathtub since there’s no shower head and kneel at the faucet since I neither like to lay down for bathtubs nor be completely submersed. I clean up camping style and wash up and get the smells of sweat off me since this 1918 house has been more of a sauna through the months of August and September and now the heat has begun to kick in and it’s awesome warm heat, however. At night I sweat like I have a fever which I don’t.

 

          On Sundays I do my weekly vacuum and dusting of the guest bedroom where I stay and sleep.

 

          On Sunday mornings while my roommate is at church on Chicago Avenue in south, Minneapolis with their world renowned organist then I tend to pluck my eyebrows and weigh myself and sit out in the garden amongst the bees and the raspberries and drink coffee and watch the autumn playfully sit in.

 

          On Sundays I grocery shop at Aldi’s.

 

          My hair’s begun to grow back in. I don’t bring a single pair of scissors up to my hair for fear mistakenly I'll chop off all of my locks off over again.

 

          I have new/old prescription eye glasses my current legal partner purchased for me for $30.00 under our prescription eye glasses health insurance.

 

          As of this week I’m wearing my former legal partner’s father’s former eye glasses from the 1960’s. I’m wearing the genuine article and antique.

 

          Not ever before have eye glasses fit my face as perfectly as this new/older pair of prescription glasses do.

 

          Ever since we closed the storm windows there’s nothing except silence throughout the house without having to listen to the neighbor’s loud car stereos or the neighbor’s across the street and their screaming guests.

 

          The entire upstairs of this 1918 house was redone ten years ago and the upstairs in mainly brand new therefore the upstairs is soundproof and I sleep better than I ever have in my entire life.

 

          For the first time in my lifetime I’ve come to realize what it must be to be a secure child and to be granted and given the security all children deserve.

 

          No, I don’t feel like a child in this home. I feel secure and urban and chic and doing a lifestyle I love which is mainly compost and gardens already plotted and mapped out in which I didn’t have to do all of the hard work since somebody else already did.

 

          For the first time in my life I sleep the most secure sleep I’ve ever slept in my lifetime. My guest bedroom has become a dream come true since the second story sits high in the sky with bellowing trees which sway in the distance.

 

          It will be sad to leave here at the end of the month since my roommate and her home have been extraordinary friends to me.

 

          We’re quite strict in our boundaries and respectful and kind and civil and it’s exactly what I needed out of life. I’m not ever demanded or deplored or insulted or berated or expected to clean anything which is awesome. I clean of my own accord since it’s the right thing to do, however.

 

          Cleaning isn’t an expectation and respect isn’t taken away if I don’t clean. Although, I clean each dish every single time I use anything in the kitchen.

 

          Yes, I share all or any of my food with my roommate and what seems to keep her most happy is the cookies and the chocolates.

 

          If I haven’t already written about it then Aldi’s food has become some of my favorite food in the entire world because the food is actually quite tasty.

 

          As of this morning I’m 145 pounds. I’m not able to keep on the pounds even though I eat more rich foods now than ever before with Mac and Cheese and bagels with cream cheese and I actually have milk in my cereal and I eat cookies in ways in which I haven’t ever eaten cookies before.

 

          In smaller quantities I’ve eaten more fattening foods now than ever before since I do burn some serious calories by walking about ten or more miles per week. Cheers. Hooray.

 

          Life’s fun and wonderful and ought to be celebrated since it’s the little victories in life which count such as safely walking to the grocery store and back again.

 

          What a dark and grey morning.

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

          Gabriel

 

 

Word Count Goal: 1,000

 

Word Count: 1,515

 

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

 

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,515

 

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

 

*)        Day #33 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 #8 (09/07/17) on antidepressants specifically to get over

          fake-pregnancy hormones “OLANZapine” 5MG.

 

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