SOMETHING IN THE AIR....

(begun Sunday 31st May at 4.30pm.....)

The quad bike roared past up the little valley and over to the gumtrees across the way... Round and round he went, sans muffler... I was humming along to ZZTop's Rough Boy and was happily undisturbed by the background revving...*grins... iPods rule!

Just before 4.00pm I went out to see to the dogs, at precisely the same time Missus C pulled in with the kids.. I fed them through the gap under their garage for a change as oddly enough, they'd been shut up in the top half of the yard away from their food and water and were ravenous...
Her arrival and the dogs inability to get past the little gate to their food meant a FAIL if indeed the Master's childishness with his new alarm beam was to be repeated....*curtseys to the Sweeper...

There's a CPF Meeting tomorrow night, so the GameWrecker kindly loaded my old Nokia with a R50 sms bundle... He looked baffled when he said a while later that he'd had a message saying the request was being processed and he would be notified...*grins... Needless to say no confirmation ever arrived, though he checked much later and found the bundle had indeed been added....*winks...
Do we add this to the growing and ambiguous list of Network problems? Dropped calls and messages saying 'this number doesn't exist' when it clearly does? *chortles...
Our landline and cellphone problems can be laid squarely at our Network Administrator's door and no other...*shrugs...
It's astonishing to think how much time and effort he puts in to his malicious attentions... You're clearly not keeping him nearly busy enough....*shrieks...

Just before 11.00am I heard hmm.. Bali? struggling with his chirruping remote, until finally the alarm erupted again... Was he determinedly trying to set it up to go off as I leaned over the wall at 4.00pm? *laughing...

Did I seriously just suggest in my previous blog that voda3g exert pressure on our Controller to behave? Small wonder my stupidity is legend....*sags..
As at least one of his main tasks is to enlist as many as possible 'suitable' Controllers for the Project, he wouldn't be able to be seen giving aid to the so-called enemy at all..*winks..
I've wondered in the past at the total lack of support from one of an age to have seen and understood how things were back in our mweb days and who could have fixed the situation with ease..
Fact is, even back then he was befriending as many as he could in his soon-to-be revealed Recruitment Drive... He stood to gain only by joining the throngs of baying onlookers as my Master enslaved us and began running the Toady Show...

One of those times when I wish I were completely wrong but it makes too much sense does it not?

The strategy (grins at Jannie) was to build a rapport with the geeks frequenting the IRC channels and to weed out the possibles from the utterly useless.. When the time was ripe, he would have access to IT friendly young adults dotted all over the country and he would begin hinting to them of the Project and how useful they could be..

I'd wager he spends no little time carefully analysing the conversations on chat channels.. Assessing users morals and ethics or lack thereof... *winks.. Hacking will of course have been touted as an artform and skill and he will have been upfront about his admiration in this regard... Crackers found, would be placed at the top of his list and reserved for special operations...*looks at the Fowl King..

I've always maintained the Zone was the perfect jumping-off point for the Project..
Controlled as it was by Koobair the Squat and Earl Michael Barnabas, between them, with contacts already in place at Telkom's Overport Depot, it was the logical place to start....*salaams Saleem....

Tweedledumb's appointment to Dodge City was the cherry on top and whether or not a link already existed between him and his Lackey to be, they now share an unbreakable bond...*is touched..
The appeal of the Cracker's cowardly, stealthy, and bullying methods, proved irresistible to the Abuser, and their partnership was truly cemented in their joint loathing of this toad....*bows...

All this Jannie, while you and your Masters watched with interest. It's likely by now that you have access directly to the horses mouth regarding the SBV Heist.. to details that won't ever be found on the web, as mon Capitano ceaselessly searches for, and eradicates incriminating evidence...

How'd you feel when Adv. Sham's beautiful young son was included in the payback slaughter voda3g? After all, those that ordered the hit are exactly the type the Beast now uses to it's advantage for the Information Theft Project... It's a given that Earl Michael Barnabas has properties dotted about everywhere manned by 'accredited' Controllers who are easily as immoral as my own dear Network Administrator... Controllers GIVEN management of power lines by the likes of Superintendent Allen 'Just Following Orders' Spence...

How am I to believe your lot are in control when you choose to allow el Pollo de Grande such free rein?
There's to be no miracle after all? The GW says our President claims the recession will put paid to many of his pre-election promises...*sad..
I would like to meet Jacob and his Whisperer... I would also like to take a ride in a chopper but alas, time is running out (though my hope never fades...)
So many coincidences have occurred throughout my travails, why not ? Maybe if I wish hard enough? *falls over laughing...

So there you have it Jannie... I retract my request that you sit hard on my Idiot's head as nonsensical and recognize it as a no-can-do...*grins... I understand fully why you must continue along the path you chose, ensuring that your targets see you as one of them at all times..*winks..
I too am enchanted by the power you wield, though tis somewhat tempered by being on the receiving end *laughing..

Did my words here cause you to add 'Treats animals with contempt' to your list of desirable qualities in Controllers enlisted by the Muni Wireless/Broadband Network system? Or did that particular charming little facet of my Master's character come as a surprise to you? Naa... I figure you'd have had him down pat as an animal abuser from the getgo....*shrugs..

Monday 1 June at 4.15a.m...

Still no Wireless Song belting out in the dark. How peculiar... I've heard it running in the early evenings instead, mostly while I've been online...*shrugs... Any pretense at disguising the huge signal enhancers running from out of the toddler's dorms was given up a long time back... The clever finish applied to the windows in order to fool onlookers into believing the lights are mere reflections, failed that memorable night when all the lights went out during a power failure, but someone forgot to douse the SE's! *snorts..
Another criminal aspect of this brilliant Big Brother Snooping initiative IMO.. Like you give a toss about any long term effects all this technology may have on the little ones...*gags..

LATER at 5.25am..

Though it probably bores you to tears, I never tire of the time I spend sitting out on the verandah in the early hours... A steady rushing sound began not long after I sat down, which in the end I concluded must have been a S.Wester in the top of the gumtrees across the way.. Despite the seriously intense mofo of a signal enhancer lighting them up this morning , it was impossible to tell if it was the wind or not...

El Pollo de Grande has chosen to run only what I guess to be THIS little light outside their bedrooms, on this dark and chilly morning..
The biggie on the valley-facing wall of der Bunker and the two on the servant's quarters are inactive... A serious lapse in one so security conscious? Riiight.....*chortles...

Both the cats were on full alert and insisted there was something in the air.... *grins.. They'd be correct of course, as my Network Administrator sits dementedly controlling the very air waves that surround us... *falls over screaming...
Let's hear it for the Jannies and Spences and the choices they've made dudes! *stands and applauds...

LATER at 7.50am...

I sent off my usual list of CPF sms reminders unhindered after 7.00am.. The Sweeper has since left for work and her Difficult Child took the gap almost immediately, taking out my Nokia screen as a text came in.... It remains out...*sniffs...

Seemingly desperate for acknowledgement, he resorts to the most peurile of attacks as he nose-dives into obscurity *cackles... You're going to have to face it Bali - we're yesterday's news, and though I'll continue to obligingly record your ongoing vindictiveness, you're little more than a sad, outdated Loser with nothing much going for you at all....*sighs...
Run on up to Dodge City where Tweedledumb will give you all the hugs, praise and sympathy you clearly crave...
Messing with CPF Business shows precisely how corrupt you really are dude...*snorts...

A Bit Later.... Methinks Missus C will have already hastily been online making excuses for something I've not yet blogged? *laughing...

Peace julle..

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Monday 1st June 2009 at 2.18pm.