TONE IT DOWN.....?
(begun Sunday 12th October at 3.50am....)
Extreme silliness it is, but it's not an unpleasant way of being woken for the day...*grins... What I guess to be el Maestro's SA Birdcall CD kicks in at about 3.45am from the exact same spot it's done for the last four mornings at that time.... Even down to an answering call further down the deck...*lawls...
Were the Fowl King to have the time in his hectic schedule of battering the elderly, I would recommend he becomes a Twitcher asap...*laughing... I've remarked a couple of times lately to the GameWrecker of the astonishing amount of new (to me) birdcalls...
If, as I now suspect, it is merely more of our Network Administrator's juvenile attempts to raise a laugh, is it not time he acquired a proper job? *curious..
One that would actually fill his hours in a productive and positive way? The Lout of my Life currently spends little time on anything other than self-gratification...*tactfully put.....
Unless of course you are one that considers teaching the occasional equally crooked student how to eavesdrop on their neighbour is productive? *cackles... It's the way of the Zone now and forever more, amen....
The crack of a branch and the dogs going nuts had me wandering out onto the lawn at twilight yesterday. You recall how a fire was laid across the valley a few weeks ago? So much dead wood on that hill now, that anything moving over there has trouble being silent...
The figure of a man appeared briefly through the bushes as he climbed the last few feet up the steepest part of the bluff across the way... He was carrying something.... A black box or parcel... I went inside and fetched the glasses but he'd vanished....
That was weird in itself, as he should have bobbed up somewhere if he was just passing though *puzzled.... The direction he'd climbed from was the old Drugboyz Den just behind the stormwater manhole below us.
The same place that Koobair had his men so theatrically flush out, before firing his revolver in the air all those years ago....*beams..
Nothing really remarkable about the current visitor apart from his ability to vanish into thin air, and that he left behind and almost directly below him a chorus of crickets that was ear-splitting in it's intensity...*falls over....
It's been my experience that if you make a sound within 20 feet of your average cricket, it will fall silent immediately. This lot were clearly a different kettle of fish...*shrieks...
As with most things here in the valley, Captain Courageous overdoes it in the extreme, rendering what may have once worked, a failed exercise....*cackles..
The trouble he goes to with his Sounds of the Night is hilarious and I have to admit I am enchanted by his efforts....*grins... I have no idea how he bounces the other sounds further away, but now consider the possibility that the guy glimpsed fleetingly at 6.00pm was quite possibly a transmitter serviceman/sound engineer from Bali's own FX department...*roffels...
I googled Siemens Wimax last night. Why? Well this guy was wearing a safety vest with Siemens on it is all.... I was startled when it threw up so many results and all included Nokia...Who knew...
But tell me then? What on earth was he doing down at the new manhole by the stopstreet on the 3rd September at 9.00am with Biz Afrika and the Roads Engineer? Not the Wimax aspect, but a cable that he was interested in? Or was it merely a borrowed herring of a vest? *curious..
Are even the Level 3 Fanboyz aware of Jack Hunters latest techno-innovations here in the valley? Or do they not need to be told....? The band of toads that now chorus from the most inappropriate places etc...?*falls over laughing...
I would have applauded the originality were he himself to have bothered to research the idea just a bit more before unleashing it...*screams...
He cares no more for the bird and insect life here than he does for his own animals, and as such, Master Plan number 3011 fails and is revealed to be the farce he himself has become....
Lord Fowl had some slight adjustments made to his system yesterday. The two droogs stood calling and calling at his gates until I said out loud to let them in ffs.... The sound of a ladder being used by der Bunker followed not long afterwards... *shrugs...
Later
The GameWrecker remarked on the cloudy white tap water this morning. Way too long after the rain to be laid at the weather's door...
I was glancing through the newspapers and came across the R65m sought for drought relief in KZN of Thursday 9th October Daily News Page 2. Nauseating stuff when you consider the vast wasteful runoffs deliberately underway all over the province, for the cabling...*sick...
Hands up who has trotted out the phrase 'tone it down a bit' of late? *grins..
Who persists in calling my Master's behaviour 'harmless fun'? *squints at Allen Spence.... This, despite the thousands of rands damage done to our assets via deliberate surges since 2004? Not to mention the physical damage done to Basil, Sue and Penny....
Is there a Missus Spence FFS and does she support his manly ideals? *spews.... Are there little Superintendents of Electricity in the making? Are they being brought up to believe that aiding and abetting criminals is the norm? Just curious...
There is absolutely no way this idiot can feign ignorance any longer, as the evidence is there for all to see (should he even give an unlikely toss..)
He couldn't refuse? Just doing his job? Following orders? Au contraire, Spence is clearly enjoying himself to the maximum....*gags... Coming out to our house to reinforce the lies was following orders?
When I was first 'allowed' to publish what is really happening here in the Zone, did Spence laugh it off and say I wouldn't last? And here we are some four years later and I'm as determined as ever to show you how well he fits in alongside the likes of the Snake-Oil Salesmen and their Protector. *grins..
I guess he thinks it adds a certain cachet to his otherwise red-eyed boringness? *falls over... How many others think it's cool to run with the Lowlifes? Plenty apparently...*laughs..
It's nearly midday and I struggle to hold the pen in my burning numb fingers... More imaginitive bullshit? You think? It's in fact one of several gifts courtesy of the Pervert that Spence so happily gave the circuit to...*shrugs.... Weird gifts fosho, but none of which can be brushed aside as symptoms of ageing whether you like it or not....
How's the Enquiry doing? The Stooge has agreed to carry the can? *sad.... The five trainee policewomen threatened and bribed to change their story yet? Commission Hamilton Ngidi is fully aware of the truth of the matter, but I'm betting he will be pressured by some heavies in Government to play along... It doesn't make me think less of him in anyway, as the Project can't afford to be slowed down by one Animal's bullying treatment of innocent young women....*shrugs..
Jannie van Zyl aka Pieter Bezuidenhout aka Shaggy aka vodacom3g..... That the torturing of foolish toads has for so long been permitted and encouraged, pretty much gives away his real attitude to women.... I'm betting that he silently believes those rookies must have asked for it right?
I bet he continues to support Colin Balliram in any way he can, and to shrug off my words as fabricated and bitter lies...*keels over...
If his Mentor practises such foul behaviour, do you still consider our Controller to be innocent of any real wrongdong? *choking here.. Difficult times for the Rotten Apples methinks... The JackHunter's self-preservation and cowardice would have him strive to distance himself as rapidly as possible from any fallout that may occur..*shrieks..
An awkward thing to achieve when your very life is so entwined with your Protectors ja.... But hey nonny no, you will continue as always to buy what the Courageous Couple sell you...
Small wonder I continue to be amused....*shrugs..
Later
I'd begun the ironing while watching a rerun of 3rd Rock, when the power was cut at 3.15pm. Oddly enough, just a few minutes after a chopper had gone over heading to Sydenham. I didn't bother to check whether it was Airwing. With the power taken down, that's pretty much now the affirmative...
Bali has a chommie over, and has predictably started up his insect/birdcall CD to show off...*grins.. Toning it down in anyway is not really the Pervert's style at all... Once you get down to his level (not a chore for moi), he is little more than a crude, loutish bully with a yellow streak a mile wide and..........he's MINE..... *winks...
Later
The power was restored just before 5.00pm. Enough to give the poor Massa that feel-good glow he may have been lacking of late....*roffels but is alas, unimpressed.... Even the careful call made by his eldest to my landline (just for the record, you understand), fell flat....*shrugs...
More dips to our lighting system at 6.11pm.
Peace julle....
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Sunday 12th October 2008 at 7.51pm.
