Friday, August 22, 2008

A MOTH TO A FLAME.....
(begun Thursday 22nd August at 5.15am....)
It must have been about 4.15am when the first big vehicle packed up in the dark and left from outside No. 18....
After a horrendous amount of noise, the other one pulled off as well...*grins.... Why at that hour of the day?
There were no wekkers still hard at it when the GameWrecker came home last night? So they returned in the dead of night so as not to raise eyebrows?...*laughing...
Yesterday I'd noticed that this beauty facing us at the Senior boys Hostel was already activated at 4.45pm! And at 5.00pm I saw der Bunker SE was on....
What a crock it makes of Sutcliffe's insistance that we save power...*spits...
I stood quietly at the kitchen sink, looking out at Chi sitting on the wall, just after 4.00am this morning... It was eerily quiet for a moment, and then my quizzy Master came on in with his characteristic noise behind the stove....
After 4.15am he thumped loudly in the TV Jackpoint... He has of a certainty upped the emissions in our house to a staggering degree.... I now merely have to turn my head sharply for my ears to whine...*grins...
The hot-spots in the house have been almost sweat-inducing over the last few days..*shrugs...
He is our Controller and whatever he does must be accepted gracefully....*bows...
Like the labrats we are, we run endlessly on the wheel for his entertainment...*grins...
I do believe that at least some of you know by now that I speak the truth and nothing but the truth however garbled it seems....
That my allegations and accusations are not the result of some crazed and brainless attempt at revenge.... If that were the case, I would certainly have burned out years ago...
As it is, my biggest fear if anything, would be that the Captain of Courage shuts down his obsessive monitoring....*confused...
He is still the reason I get up in the mornings...*cackles... Whatever negative effects his bizarre attentions have on my physical being, if any, are outweighed by the fact that he so far, prevents me from becoming a drooling vegetable in my dotage....*applauds the Foul King..
My fascination at just how low he and the Rotten Apples can sink, drives my endless curiosity. They are a breed apart fosho.... Bring it bubba!
The Watchers who carry the lemon coloured neutral flame, are no less interesting... Their protestations of not wishing to get involved are astonishing in their cowardice....*shrieks...
An ancient idiot toad against the Hordes of Crooked does not cause them one iota of shame and embarrassment? *shrugs.... The oft-used and lame protest that I ask for it, is rubbish...
Whether I air-box in front of the Jack Hunter or sit wordlessly accepting his abuse, it matters not.... This Master of Bullying will continue his peurile behaviour no matter what I do....
I choose therefore, to stand up and speak out, on the off-chance that somewhere there is indeed one brave enough to take him on.... After four years have I lost hope? What do you think? *beams..
Friday 22nd August at 3.30am:
Spanky's hoarse-sounding companion barked briefly, and it suddenly became too hot here at the desk...WTF? Freddie is up and about so early? Hmm...
Last night I found at least five adult toads in the hadeda pool, and they were singing all evening...*beams happily...
I fell asleep with their racket like music to my ears...*roffels.... I woke at some point to hear another small army singing down by Khaled's and remember wondering briefly if we were going to get an artifical lake after all.... *grins..
This morning I went and stood at the verandah door and heard a chorus of toads coming most definitely from the Recreation Centre....Weird....
Crickets are chirping everywhere.....*laughing... Forget the paranoia and enjoy the moment..?
My Master has all his SE's on again this morning and I struggle to hold the pen...*amused...
Was Missus C surprised when I outed Newton's wekkers as being guilty of climbing on their property last Saturday afternoon.? I would have to guess not... It would explain why she so foolishly 'drove down into the valley' to look for the criminals....
Knowing full well that they were merely frighteners and nothing more...*gags..
I heard no excited helium-filled yaps from little Pepsi last night... she usually announces the kids arrival home? Are they sleeping over in a safe-house and if so why?
Such a fun day I had yesterday. Did I cause any consternation when I changed my routine slightly?
I headed back home at midday to find this grey haired Raw Power Specialist up the ladder outside Sabeera's at No. 18 and his two red-suited wekkers still digging next to the fire hydrant below the ladder..... A really big job then?
Despite that there was no sign of a water runoff in the Crescent itself, when I went to turn on the kitchen tap a while later, it ran thick and white... Haikona! Our water supplies are now running via No. 18? FFS!
It's 3.55am and I hear Spotty shouting down the way...at what?
It must have been about 2.15pm yesterday, and I had just published the previous blog and was sat in #trivia, when I heard my name spoken clearly just the once...
I went through and asked Penny if she had heard a man call my name. She was cleaning the bath and had the tap on, and heard no call.
I took the fifty two stairs 2 at a time to find - nothing.... Wait! Pulled over to the side at the stopstreet below, was the techno-brilliant Beemer belonging to der Kommissar!
I came back down and sent an sms to both his phones in delight....*beams.... I am amazed at how such a cynical, paranoid, pessimist can still be so easily pleased! *waves to der Kommissar...
I shall watch Blue Jade with interest to see whether the PTB exert pressure on her to become more Project friendly. The unit immediately behind hers is most definitely owned by an Invitee.... A Controller as well? *waits..
It is unfortunate that Naroth the Architect's few visits to our CPF were of such a fleeting nature...*glum..
I had high hopes that his presence would encourage other affluent residents to attend...*shrugs...
He clearly found the few performances he did attend to be uninspiring....*snorts...
Pretty much the same applies to the Mias of Brown's Grove.... They came, they saw, they left...*cackles... My guess is that we were shrugged off as ineffectual and unworthy of their continued attentions....*grins widely....
The toad chorus has fallen silent now, though crickets dotted about chirrup busily... My ears whine as I sit here dancing to my Master's tune....
I feed the Troll as best I can and smile as I move things about the desk and the air immediately changes....
Despite that he is clearly one who fits the Low-life bill so perfectly, how can I not still be enchanted by the wizardry of the technology he controls...?
A moth to a flame I remain....*chortles...
At 4.30am sharp, mon Capitano fumbled and set off his raucous house-alarm....*cackles... Will the lengthy and involved changes made to the power and water supplies yesterday outside no.18 affect us down here?
It's not changed el Maestro de Pollo's modis operandi that's for sure....*roffels...
Does he viciously send me all he's got as I walk on the verandah each morning? In the vain hope that as he killed two CD players, so can he nail my iPod? *shrugs....
Will I regret applauding the Controller's remarkable restraint now shown towards our TV? His noticable improvement to the dips in our lighting system? The reasonable behaviour shown my two cell phones? I will take that risk and give credit where it is due....*pats Bali warily....
While I'm handing out kudos, let me not forget to praise Dev of Somewhere South of Durban for ensuring that Budget Photo is no longer toad friendly.....*claps wildly....
Does he get a tangible handout or just extra cred in his area? *roffels.... Another who simply can't think for himself, and blindly follows orders...*shrugs.... The Pack mentality that serves the Beast so admirably....*grins...
Later:
The chopper flies by sideways-on to the changes made, at 7.19am.... The huge outdoor SE over the valley is still on and of course no surprise to check and find Bali's SE's also active.... Back came the Airwing chopper doing another pass over the changes made outside Sabeera's.... What's next? A power cut? *waits.....
Later at 7.55am:
I went out the front to clean the hadeda pool and found two adult toads still at it in the water... One a normal brown mottled toad here and it's companion here a much lighter yellow shade with what looks like strange lesions on its rear....
Should I take the pair over to the biggest base station in SA and visit the frogman again? He could get the Biology/Zoology Dept. to dissect and analyse why the never-before-seen colour? If the results were sufficiently interesting, they could be published in the Press? *wonders about Tony Carnie.....
As I scrubbed and washed the pool at 7.45am, the strong South Wester carried the sudden sounds of distress made by a large dog howling. Clearly it was over on Jan Smuts Highway in a vehicle stuck in the rush hour traffic.
When I tell you how often I hear dogs go mental as they hit the Freeway bridge going towards the city, and now on Jan Smuts, do you shrug and laugh it off?
You must surely realise, that as they arrive opposite the valley they hit a wall of unacceptable levels of what? Wireless frequency? It is crushing that I don't have the terminology but you get my drift fosho.....
I think of Dilshaad's little son that I've not yet met and wonder if she is resigned to a 'what doesn't kill you, strengthens you', mentality, as I am....*smiles... It's all about karma is it not....*beams..
Missus C has left for the day and forgotten to reclaim her gate remote, left with us yesterday for Scotty's Dog Parlour...*curious..
If Newton's droogs decide today is a good day for a return visit, will I be the one sitting in the interrogation office, being sworn at by the bullying Rotten Apples this time...?
Accused of allowing the criminals onto the property? *falls over laughing.... An excrutiatingly lame piece of off-Broadway theatre that wasn't well thought out at all.... Idiots!
Later:
It's now 8.30am and still the SE across the way shines out along with all Bali's wondrous lights... *looks at the motto on the Muni Electricity Dept's letter saying "we care, we belong, we serve" and waves to the decorative Mr. RS Maphumulo....
On behalf of the Captain of Enormous Courage, may I say Urgent Appeal se gat!? *keels on over.....
Later:
We have what appears to be a Village People wannabe deliberately draped on the grass under the gumtrees across the way at 9.10am...*grins...
Our iBurst speed this morning is running at an amazing +-40kbps despite repeated reconnects....
I finally signed up last night for JK8's Fun Trivia Game over at mybroadband.co.za. Just as I thought, I haven't a clue to the first lot of answers I was shown.... guessing is all I do.....
With the speed problems we are now experiencing I thought possibly it would be wiser to unregister from the game, but when I tried I was unable to, due to work being done on the site.....*laughing....
Have I once again shot myself in the foot for agreeing to a daily trivia mail? *waits....
Interesting that the Fun Trivia OP is JK8 who also appears to be aware that we are looking to buy a mattress! Don't you just LOVE coincidence? *grins....Problems on the PC don't really bother me as it is common knowledge Colin Balliram is our Network Administrator and anything that gets onto this machine can only do so if he allows it.... *smiles...
Peace julle...
Friday 22nd August 2008 at 11.56am