The Seattle climate is similar to California in temperature; the northern air, if you don’t mind basic survival skills, is all together Northern.
People are very cultural. One day when I phoned at the community house and decided I was sufficiently ready with phone skills, I went onto the patio area where I witnessed a strange character on the telephone pole wire with a patch dialer – vociferously dialing numbers.
The keypad tones exclaimed the number tones as if he were practicing a skill at tonic oration. The sounds, such as voices, of the outside were repeted tonically. I had just dialed the phone in the house by myself, and I had the tonal sounds of (Star69) in mind. I recreated those tones using my voice in the hope that the dialer would repete them.
After I sounded the approximate tones of (Star69), the Dialer man copied as he was doing for every sound he heard. He gave out a humph from the throat as he had just dialed the combination for calling in return a number that just called.
Beginning in 2010’s business calendar I worked on old business. I phoned the Golden Gate Bridge in regards to a Toll payment in which the administrator’s accounts receivable showed an account I needed to reconcile due to a returned check that showed an unpaid trip across the Golden Gate Bridge from 1992. I called explaining I was ready to settle.
When I went across the Golden Gate Bridge in 1992 and I couldn’t pay the Toll in cash, I was directed to the Presidio Station to discuss my options. I wrote a check for six dollars. I accrued a small debt when the check I wrote for the Toll was returned unpaid. Over the phone, the administrator forgave my debt. Later the accounts receivable account was quashed. I think I was expected to pay the Toll on demand in Honors.
I reasoned that I could get to the destination if I pay the Toll. Everyone wants to advance, reach their goals honestly, and so I sent the Golden Gate Bridge the Toll, and the returned check fee via a Western Union Money order to pay my debt from 1992 this year in 2010.
There is an edit to the Art and Artist post. See: Art and Artist. I have located the psychologist that is determined to find the 46605 Art-work a permanent home.
I have a presentation to mail to the museum. It is not on the topic of art. I have to locate the essay and then edit it. I will mail it to the museum as soon as it is ready. Please have patience.
Comment: March 13, 2010; I am going to send insurance money for the painting. A directive is developing in which the painting might need to be registered with a gallery in Russia. I listened to the Metropolitan Opera show today. The title for the opera is The Nose, a Russian story of the painting’s number. Recall that the painting is itself.
The Uniform Windway Post accounts for the circumstances of normal space. Recall that women might get upset with infinitely divisible and intelligent incompossibles. Thus, a female might be reassured with a grouping of Sail Boats.
I went through an episode for the now extinct Dark Mail letters, where Yahoo was using an “attachments” link in peoples email accounts (look for the link in your Yahoo email account called “attachments”) to form and deliver Dark Mail to their Inbox with relevant information of business (don’t panick – just delete your attachments and close your Yahoo account.) when I objected to Yahoo on grounds of stressing the Real Estate.
Now that I have had some time to think about the circumstance, I want to propose that the vacuum cleaners get equipped with a “Flashing Light;” or a little whistle or Horn wave – “WHEWOO” sound maker for when the person at home vacuum their carpets. It is just a suggestion.
It didn’t seem fair for Yahoo to draw on peoples accounts, but it is definitely wrong to use a vacuum cleaner for the same reason. I’m trying to be considerate of the phenomenology that occasionally occupies the space where people live by proposing the vacuum cleaner get equipped with an attachment.
Maybe if a female were using it she might just be reassured that she is safely in a Uniform Windway space.
Dear Jodi – I got you a 3X3 box book shelf. You could organize you stuff and then later you can store your daughters toys. I’m sorry about the confusion over this past six months, I hope you resume at your normal routine soon.
I think we would have gotten along better if at the beginning and I were your friend, you would have let me help you get Baptized. A pretty girl should at least be set correctly with God; I was impressed at first I thought. Everything else seems to have been my mistake. Please try to get some rest. I still recommend the Baptism. It’s not too late.
Also, though I’m not to blame, maybe you should file the Advance Directive. I wish I knew about that myself a lot sooner. Happy Birthday! Hugh.
My Favorite Float from this Year’s 2010 Rose Parade was Trader Joe’s. (Pic of HugFish) My problems from the failed Seattle Experience are just beginning to work out. An important Legal hold was quashed on December 14, 2009.
I know I have visits from people who are curious about what happened there. I am reading my notes from 2005; and, I think I might start another more private Blog about just my Seattle Experience. Let me say the directives I have might better be applied to the Probation Officer from Seattle. This post is the breaker for proceeding with just that.
The making of the Blog could possibly have ever greater insight about my Seattle experience. I will probably keep the Seattle Experience Blog private. But concerning the Wine business; I have specific directives – to provide knowledge to vintners for their care and correct treatment of the Cork material in bottling.
Posting in a Blog would be fun. I mention it here because I need to feel more confidence about the sturdiness of the events closing my experience in Seattle. For example, assuming the probation officer could be moved to the Napa Valley in California to advance my ideas, I would strongly support her enterprises; especially if she thought she were in the Napa Valley for her health.
Let me assume that the Seattle Experience, which I have to write more about, is accepted by my readers, and I have to resolve a technicality of order in time to continue, I would expect a support person, such as my Probation Officer to be secure in my encouragement. Therefore, when she arrives in the Napa Valley, I think she should purchase and produce a wine using the Hugfish concept seen above as the Trader Joe’s float for 2010. The special wine project will be enough for her to acclimate to the region and establish a history. Just think, her one-year-wine-and-design will develope and appreciate successfully. Trader Joe’s could even sell the wine in their shops.
Since I have already mentioned that the Painting’s black paint had a smell of motor oil in a previous blog entry; (see: Gevluef’s 48 Fine Art Post), I also need mention that there were metal filings in that paint supply as well. Therefore, I want the new owner to demagnetize the Painting.
It is common knowledge to assume that paintings become magnetized over time. There are obviously metals in the paint supplies. My painting has a lot of metals. It should be demagnetized to refresh it’s affect.
The way in which you get this task done is by calling a T.V. Repairman. You should explain that T.V. picture tubes are demagnetized as a service when TVs get repaired. Ask the Service Shop to bring that equipment for the task of demagnetizing the painting. The T.V. repair person will hover the tool over the painting in the same way as for the T.V. tube. No contact is required to accomplish this task, and it makes a big difference to the viewer.
The Art Historian has this as an essential task for any installation of a newly purchased Work of Art.
In the case of: the problem of synchronicity, you think I have won in Private, and I have asked you to do the best you can I humbly ask you read this post and it’s title.
Under the old system of Capitalism when the USA was using “the body” for seizures, it quelled God for the crisis in fair trade. Now that the USA is under a Socialist system, our money is merely compatible in community, and God feels, “the seizure is not nice.” I wish for God to accept those moments as Berkeley intended.
Notes: “The body” is supposed to be read as one having an identity. Also, please realize that some people are more responsive and interactive than others. Hello person sleepwalking, how is your condition today? For those who either need improvements in their condition or are already improving better and better, I thought that the African Americans might enjoy knowing about their progress.
Since the Capitols are not a function of a fair trade market, there is a question as to the safety of new products and services. In other words, at the very least, please take it slowly when bringing new things into existence?
Last note on, “The Body.” See: First Corinthians 12
December 10, 2015 – Comment: This is my favorite post as today I have reviewed many from the first. There are elements here that should be mentioned. When God exists in the form of a seizure, the natural flow of things makes God upset. The people with a deviated septum are attracted to these events as they get updated into a now circumstance. And, God calms down as the condition of the body is sleepy, and without reflexes. The people with deviated septums tend to reassure normal people quite generally, however the role of the old money was part of the body, even to the degree that these special people get rhinoplastys, it was pivital in this case to quell God after much excitement. So, there is a relationship of old money, God, and the body in a state of crisis. This is such an interesting post. I hope you like it as much as I do.
I know I have visits from people who are curious about what happened in Seattle. I am reading my notes from 2005; and, I think I might start another more private Blog about just my Seattle Experience. Let me say the directives I have might better be applied to the Probation Officer from Seattle. This post is the breaker for proceeding with just that.
The making of the Blog could possibly have ever greater insight about my Seattle experience. I will probably keep the Seattle Experience Blog private. But concerning the Wine business; I have specific directives – to provide knowledge to vintners for their care and correct treatment of the Cork material in bottling.
Posting in a Blog would be fun. I mention it here because I need to feel more confidence about the sturdiness of the events closing my experience in Seattle. For example, the probation officer needs to move to the Napa Valley in California. I will strongly support her enterprises. She would make such a move to the Napa Valley for health reasons.
Let me assume that the Seattle Experience, which I have to write more about, is accepted by my readers, and I have to resolve a technicality of order in time to continue, I would expect a support person, such as my Probation Officer to be secure in my encouragement. Therefore, when she arrives in the Napa Valley, I think she should purchase and produce a wine using the Hugfish concept seen above as the Trader Joe’s float for 2010. The special wine project will be enough for her to acclimate to the region and establish a history. Just think, her one-year-wine-and-design will develope and appreciate successfully. Trader Joe’s could even sell the wine in their shops.
For this project to fly, I have to determine at which time I threatened another community member. I am not yet concerned about reasons. I just have to figure for certain that Rosie was cremated a prior.
I had a small heart attack after Rosie was cremated. Then on January 20, 2001, I was jailed for trespassing at Swedish Hospital where I was asking for help with the heart problem. The complication with loosing Rosie in cremation was by the community house case manager at the time who believed it was good to do it frivolously. My mother was cremated in December of 2000 when I asked for help with PTSD. My jail period ended on February 14, 2001. I should not have threatened another member of my community at all. Though I have some reasons, that I did, I will write on the subject at the new Blog. Technically, I should have been threatening after the phone call for the other Devitt who was my grandma Rosie in order to proceed with a successful Blog about my Seattle Experience.
That this post is not complete, for the date of the troubling action is the responsibility of the staff at Community House in Seattle Washington, I am sorry. I have disclosed my information in the hope that I can feel more secure in writing about my Seattle Experience. I want to get encouragement and assistance in completing my directives. I want to develope confidence about my Seattle Experience if even that is in the order of the events and not just the reasons as criteria for success in the future.
Note: I am encouraged to write. I now believe that I have the right of way to proceed with writting. My ordered events are not dependent on the reasons; which are arbitrary. The final chapter to any threatening action is murder. If you want to focus on that issue, please see: about me.
This Story is a Saga. It is taken from the book: Judgment of Paris
Taber, George M. Judgment of Paris. Simon and Schuster, November 21, 2006.
Explorers discovered a new region of the world. Leif Eriksson son of Erik the Red and his men landed on the new land from sailing ships. Having lived in the populated European Continent, they were wary of the discovered land. So, Leif Eriksson divided his men into two parties. One party stayed in camp while the other party went out exploring.
One day the exploring group returned one man short. Though it was a relief to the other men to have gotten rid of their bosses father-in-law, Tryker the short man; Leif Eriksson ordered a survey party to find him. No sooner than the survey party set out, the small dark complected foster father, Leif’s wife’s father, appeared among the blond and blue eyed German men. He was enthusiastically exclaiming the future will be at the warm hand of new wine, and that “wine of a new world” will bring news of their discovery. The men had no idea what Tryker was saying. Though patiently, they eventually learned that he had discovered wild wine grapes not far beyond the exploring party limit. The men had quite a time of settling Tryker down, but when he finely spoke coherently, they learned that he knew many stories of the making of wine, and that his knowledge of that time was forestalled. Tryker had communicated his love of wine and so the new continent was named Vineland.
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