I was working at a local pharmacy near the university whose owners went to China for 2 weeks when I was there. During this time,immediately after I started, a high school english teacher assigned my son immediately to a group project that included two guys who went to church with the pharmacy director (my past employer) and a girl whose mother worked at our car insurance company, the secret service showed up at our front door. They were very nice; they said 3 days before someone sent an email to the white house using another students passcode but it appeared to have come from our house. The boys had spent the night working on the project; I did not know them prior to this other than one brief meeting. One of the boys had brought his own lap top, and immediately after this episode, his dad went to work for Merrill Lynch. Merrill Lynch had just done my retirement rollover, and Tom, a technician from the hospital that I had just left, works in the office behind the employee that handled the rollover. This was obviously some sort of staged event. One of the students was also in scouts with my son; the scout master had a son who was a submarine commander for the navy. Tom, the employee from the hospital, is married to a lady whose family is from Phoenix where my aunt and uncle Jack and Ruby live. They are a wealthy Mormon family according to Tom. The story at the end of the evening after the SS spent several hours in the house was that JM had held up his lap top about 3am and said "Look I am sending this to the White House." The other 2 boys were sleeping and said, "Yeah, right. And went back to sleep." They thought nothing else about it until the SS showed up and questioned everyone. A few days later, there was a hacker into Channel One, the school news channel. The school immediately called the kids in and questioned them with the police present and no parents. I was told they considered it a highly dangerous situation. In another few days, the hacker was found out west somewhere and made front page news. The principal who threw an absolute tantrum the day that I had a meeting with him to complain about the way he handled the situation retired the year my son graduated.
Just prior to this, my parents had taken N. to visit Jack and Ruby in Phoenix; they live next door to a Phoenix Suns basketball player. I just read recently that ONeal is retiring shortly. Our neighbor across the street from my parents had a stroke shortly after this; he worked at the local community college and his family attended church at the end of Robertson Street where his wife's father was a pastor. When my youngest daughter was taking the compass test for admission there, it was late. Few people were left on campus, and the wife of a pharmacist Alan that I worked with at the hospital walked by. They married when she was working in the hospital business office. My daughter was put into an English class where the teacher was Louise Bailey; and she said someone did the first paper on how to get out of a speeding ticket. The SS episode went past and faded into the background. It appeared to me to have been staged for trouble and embarrassment and it certainly did both.
The boy who brought the laptop went to Northwestern near Chicago to school; I heard that the daughter of a police officer who worked in the pharmacy across the street from the duplexes where my aunt lived in our town moved to Chicago after she got married to another technician in a neighboring town. There was a Wyeth pharmaceutical executive at my exhusbands funeral that I was introduced to and told that he was from Chicago.
After the SS incident, N. was invited to start karate with a family whose mother is oriental and a physician associated with the university (Crawford is another MD associated with the same group) and whose father works for Eastman. I noticed that the former governor of Virginia, Holton, has a law firm that does business in China. His daughter is married to Gov. Kaine. My uncle's long time friend, FP, acted in the state play in Big Stone Gap as Red Fox when I was growing up. The haze maze strikes again. I am convinced beyond doubt that the ability is there to selectively cause trouble for those whose political views are not "politically correct." The son of the oriental MD married a girl Sara that he met in Atlanta and that grew up near the King and Prince in SC; they were married there. Jenna Bush used a black musician from our town during her wedding; the locally "famous" hot dog place had a Texas stinger cherry picker parked in his parking lot that same weekend. There were UFOs that turned out to be military planes seen over Stephenville,TX around this time, the Crawford area. Looked like some sort of "shotgun" something going on.
Today I went outside and immediately a Bill Ball moving truck went by my house; it stopped at the first Zoomers it came to with a BFY truck behind it. That was the delivery company that dropped off packages to my exhusband at his storage unit. Upon return, there was an enterprise truck sitting at the exact same gas pump. Captain Kirk has arrived. Several of the pharmacy staff at the local hospital were trekkies. {This is Captain Kirk of the USS Enterprise. Its five year mission (stalin had one of those), to seek out new life,new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.} There was a Jimmy Ball who moved into the same condo strip where my exhusband lived; the condos looked down onto Fordtown Road where I have heard there is drag racing late at night on the "long ribbon of highway." (You Tube,Disco Duck, Rick Dees). It is also next door almost to the elementary school.
There was a Barbara in RR of this same hospital whose son works for the fire department and whose daughter worked for a pharmacy. Laura in the OR lived in Hidden Valley near the house where a court reporter from Iowa now lives. Terry,DPh, and Alan,Eastman, bought a house nearby on a street with the same name as a gun. This subdivision is behind a big white house that was owned or rented by a couple who ran Sea Oddities on Eastman road; my exhusband stopped there for us to visit them one day. They have since sold the house and moved to Florida. There was a family/mom Barbara/on our street growing up. They moved into the Herron house; there was another family,the Osborne's, related to a Herron(nephew) who was a police officer. They lived next door to the Neese family (Hazel), and I was told that they had had a baby that died early in their marriage. That is where the haze maze comes in. There was another Hazel next door to the Herrons. The Barbara family kept a big boat in their basement and went to the state park frequently. The Davidsons/fire dept/moved in after they left. The two houses in the middle had Meade families living in them (later Weirhauser). When we lived across from the middle school, there was a family from Ohio (Weirhauser home office) that returned there after a short stay here who had children Jenna,Courtney, and Matt.
The first time I visited Memphis I left the somewhat average motel across from the Peabody (world famous ducks) and all the traffic outside was stopped. There was a guy trying to put a monster boat into the parking garage of this motel where we were staying; four lanes of traffic were stopped and it obviously did not fit. I burst out laughing but stopped later in the evening when we were taken to Gus's Famous Fried Chicken and someone told me it was a world famous hole in the wall. Where there's a will there most certainly be a way. ha ha
CNN just had a segment on L.Helmsly who left her money to her little white dog Trouble. My cousin's (exnavy) family has a similar dog and I worked with a pharmacist whose daughter-in-law had one like Trouble and put bows in its hair. The dog pound was over a prominent pharmacy in the neighboring town near the hospital and the pediatric office. Someone who said he has worked in the dog pound says it works in assembly line fashion, "you stab em, we slab em." There was a speaker one morning from there and we were asked for dog food donations. Trouble looks like the dog on the small cans of very expensive dog food,Cesar, in the grocery store for the pampered pooches. My daughter had surgery in the hospital not far from the dog pound, and my exhusband asked the cleaning ladies to mop her floor. The next time I left her room someone was standing in the hall with a black dog on a surgical ward. It was explained to me as pet therapy,but I thought it was very peculiar, especially the timing. I read later that the hospital had to close the OR for three days due to humpback fly infestation or something similar. Personally I think pet therapy should stick to the nonsurgical units, and I think that the haze maze should find something else to do that does not pertain to my family. They will always find themselves adorable and I will always not find them adorable. I worked with one person who referred to the other employees as in our department as "generic peons" one day when he was speaking with me and another employee. I laughed when he left and asked if I really heard him just say that. I was told he sang Meatloaf at the next employee talent contest. Someone then said if the other employees are generic peons that would make him a brand name ass hole. He came from Chapel Hill,NC where the student body president was shot not long ago. Dale Jett was kicked out of Carter's Fold around that time for sending music for preservation without authority; that is very close to Big Stone Gap where Gov. Kaine's wife grew up.
My aunt in Tallahassee took us to a festival downtown where there is a twin towers the same week that my son was invited to MGM/spring baseball practice by an Eastman family. I have seen her minister son-in-law on TV doing weapons training for the military. There is a ball field in Hidden Valley next to the bridge dedicated to my seventh grade science teacher who committed suicide later with a gun. He pronounced my name with a "Q" for a long time that year before I corrected him. C. had Full House on with DJ this morning at 6am. The role of the youngest daughter is played by a twin. The Elizabethton twins is a ball team in the area whose sign is generally posted at the town entrance near the golf course. I worked with a tall, blonde pharmacist in Virginia just prior to this whose house sits next to a golf course. One morning I was given a ticket to a twins game after a pharmacist brought in twins, a physician came in discussing twins, and 3 fire trucks went by as an aquaintence whose sister has twin boys pulled into my drive in a red cavalier the evening before. The ticket had me in the F section,rowA,seat 5. Front and center. The letter the SS showed me to the White House had the F-- word in it a lot. C. earned $66 working at Ryans Steakhouse right before they closed and went bankrupt. Twins would be one way to send someone to the psychiatric hospital; multiple scenarios, chronic liar thing. There was a Laura with long blonde hair there; I worked with a Laura in Memphis who said she had a twin brother. I was working in another Virginia store and had a transfer from Twinsburg,Ohio late in the evening; that is the site of the annual twins festival. I would imagine a few sets of twins or triplets could really confuse an issue, drive someone to the foot of suicide hill. I was making reservations to go to Fort Leonard Wood to see a ceremony and immediately the phone rang with Missouri call on the caller ID. The AP news at the time said that an elderly state senator had died in Missouri and the family spokesperson was the same name of someone else that I was working with and whose last name had something to do with Oz; Aunti Em,Aunti Em. When we arrived at Fort Leonard Wood, Melody had on very,very thick glasses that she referred to as birth control glasses.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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