RUFFLED FEATHERS....
(begun Wednesday at 5.15pm)
I am utterly knackered.... the GameWrecker took the morning off and handled Home Security while the kid and I hit the shops....*sighs...
Trotting around behind a confirmed shopaholic for three or four hours can sure take its toll....*grins...
When we eventually got to the Pavilion and staggered into one of those glass outside lifts, it went up a ways and then died between floors...*cackles..
Nobody seemed particularly concerned and the wisecracks were flying, when the generator finally kicked in and got us safely to the next floor...
By then pretty much all the shops had had to shut again for obvious security reasons and only the basic lights were running with staff milling about chatting...
How many smaller businesses will fold over the next 7 years as Mistuh Selebi and his Cronies along with Eskom, continue to infest the privacy of citizens countrywide? Ostensibly to the benefit of Trevors' SARS Department? *keels over laughing...
Such B.S as has never before been heard.... Tax dodgers the only reason to link us ALL up to a huge data-theft base? NOT!
Complete control of the moneyed masses more like....*grins...
Already there are accusations and counter-accusations of spy.vs.spy in the Press...
The situation will reach hysterically funny proportions quite soon, as the Corrupt tie themselves up in knots vying with each other to buy the very juiciest and most useful scandals available via Telkoms Wimax/Your Local Muni's Power scheme....
Though similar schemes are being implemented world wide, the kernel for this particular version most certainly originated here in the Zone... and was undoubtedly touted to Government 'connections' by the likes of Barnabas and the disgraced Koobair.....*beams...
Fanciful imaginings? I wouldn't be too sure of that... it all fits so perfectly.
The missing SBV heist millions being used to buy so much property here in the Zone and to aid in sweetening up the Corrupt in Government..
Then, once the plan was approved, returns began to appear and money and gifts began pouring in up on the Hill...
What other Station has received such largesse since 2004 and the inception of this Big Brother data-theft Project? I would be keen to hear? *beams...
The big aerial lights on the Convent Power House and in the foyer were already on by 6.15pm this evening...*gags...
My Masters wekkers spent hours cutting the corrugated asbestos? sheets delivered by Atomic (demolishers?). I finally took a look and saw the guy working in a dense cloud of white dust and gave him a cloth to wrap around his face....*spits...
Closing the barn door after the horse had bolted isn't the half of it....*grim...
A huge wave of heat enveloped me as I sat at the desk earlier, looking over towards Father Denkers Monument to Greed....*shrugs... Those bright beauties can cut through brick and mortar like a knife through butter hey weasel? *falls over laughing....
Was that a pre-written script trotted out by the outrageously affronted FakeJumper last night in #trivia?
Or does he habitually and pompously lose the plot and just ad lib? *snorts hysterically...
May I suggest he refers to the Channel logs and then checks in to a shrink for Rage Management assistance?
He and Bali could possibly get a share-scheme going at a discount price?..*grins...
When I speak of trolls and pass him the hat, would it fit? Or would he be appalled at the mere suggestion? *smiles...
Do he and Peggy still go fishing? Does he remember to wear his sunhat? *collapses laughing...
Small wonder I am so entranced with the occupants in the #trivia channel...there is never a dull moment....*cackles...
Thursday 4am.
Already the occasional bird call sounds against the solid wall of buzzing that comes from the base-station. Even some genuine cricket calls sound after the thunderstorm last night..*smiles..
Will Bali paint his new corrugated asbestos? Playroom roof with conductive paint?
I recall a huge outcry over the health problems suffered by workers in the asbestos industry.
Why do I not accept that these sheets consist of a material that merely resembles asbestos? Could it be because the delivery lorry clearly said ATOMIC on the side?
And the tiny mind immediately leapt to the conclusion (*sigh) that if it IS Atomic Demolishers, they would have access to any amount of asbestos sheeting from condemned buildings etc...*cackles...
Anyways, so what if it is? Once it is covered with the almost white conductive paint, who would know or care? *laughing...
I have admitted in the past, that deliberately goading the fine Chicken King has been the only way to demonstrate his utter lack of suitability for the vital task he has been given...*shrugs...
Despite the clear and obvious results I have achieved, I doubt there was ever any serious thought given to removing his responsibility... he is after all, the very Top of the Range Tool of the Corrupt....*laughing...
It is possible that, were his credentials ever studied under a microscope, a modicum of doubt would appear...*grins...
Then again, the Corrupt have literally had years to forge him a squeaky-clean dossier which could withstand any amount of investigation..*cackles...
Leaving you with what? Accusations made by a clearly deranged and overly imaginative toad? *bwaahaahhaaa.... It is Perfect is it not? Laterz...
End of the Day:
No #trivia or anything else online for me this morning...*grins.. 'Server can't connect' message only...
I of course subscribe fully to the idea that it is merely a Power Play by my dear goonda Chickenman....*cackles... The GameWrecker I believe, suggested that it was a problem to do with Thanksgiving in the USA? Which would you choose? *falls over...
Has it ever occurred to you, that had the Captain of Courage not set out on his deliberate smear campaign, it is doubtful I would be naming names at all? That I would have survived the odd cretinous hacker and been no more than a fairly inoffensive and less than average trivia junkie? *beams...
Ahhh - but so many of you salivated at the thought of a blow-by-blow report-back of someone's intimate private life...*nudge, nudge....
Weirdly, I do not speak here of 12/13 year olds at all, but people in their late twenties and a good deal older...go figure....*shrugs...
Pretty difficult to imagine? *looks the FakeJumper square in the face....
May I repeat - Brains certainly do NOT make the man....
That the hordes so quick to join the lynchmob, were oblivious to the fact that they were themselves sinking to the level of the Heroic yet extremely shifty pair, passed right over their intelligent heads....*falls over....
Why do I not now loathe and despise you all for your poor judgement?
You have to be kidding!
When it comes to naivety and errors of judgement, I am certainly not in a position to toss boulders...*grins...
The meaner and angrier you become, the sillier you show yourselves to be.... and I am Very comfortable with silly as you know....*cackles...
I suspect that with our techs departure for Gauteng in a week or so, we will encounter more and more technical problems with our PC...*grins...
Problems that we certainly won't be able to rectify...
Does my Master carry such credibility that you still back his churlish behaviour and applaud his deliberate misuse of power?
I cannot believe he denies any part in our problems online..*chortles...
Do you seriously feel that this clearly obsessed thugee would desist in His attacks were I to stop blogging?
If so - you are even sillier than I thought! *hugs Bali...
It has gone 6.00pm and no lights are on over at the Convent yet...*startled...
As late as it is, there is still feverish activity in the Playroom area next door.
My Controller clearly has a deadline to meet...*cackles...
I suspect things are going to get REALLY interesting quite soon...
From a wet and dripping valley in the Zone of the Mental, I bid you Peace....
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Thursday 22nd November 2007 at 6.48pm.
