HALF-LIFE...
(begun Friday 5th June at 5.05am....)
My Network Admins. efforts yesterday were as neat a demonstration of power as I'll ever see, head cold or no.... though the sudden total removal of the discomfort in my ears and teeth at pretty much exactly 7.00am wasn't quite the end of it...*grins...
I'd gone out to the shops as usual and had gotten home sometime after 11.00am, having forgotten all about the weird symptoms earlier..
As I walked into the back door my head was squeezed in a befokte VICE!!! *falls over laughing... It was almost as bad throughout the rest of our little home, but the kitchen had been a classic! I took Penny aside and asked how she was feeling and she'd said just fine...*relief... Do me a favour here guys - don't come with the profound psychosomatic BS, for you'd be way off the mark, much as it disappoints you....*coughs...
Whatever it is the Master sends our home (and I suspect it's both RF and EMF in abundance) is having a truly astonishing affect on me due to the rotten head cold! Whether you give a toss or not - I find it fascinating....
This morning as I sit here writing at 5.15am, I'm experiencing none of yesterday's charming symptoms, apart from my screaming ears and a tendency for my hand to die... *mutters... I've just as much snot filling my head if not more so, and yet I suffer not a twinge of discomfort...Oddness....
Bali had chirruped his remote at about 2.00am this morning as I trimbled about enjoying a cup of tea...*grins... A reminder that he is Always On? Whatever.... *shrugs..
I had reason to phone the Hugo Road CPF Member last night and at some point in our lengthy chat she asked that I not put her new neighbour's name in the Minutes as I'd intended doing...
The Master will attest to how I wrestled mightily with myself some time later, and finally stomped back over to blogger and deleted the lowlife's name from a previous blog...*sighs...
IMO naive as it sounds, the more publicity these thugs are given, the better, and I feel I just took a step backwards in removing the name....
If she wished it removed from the Minutes, it's unlikely she would want it on my blog, though a printout with the original nick re-inserted may yet find its way over to her home after all..
That's how its done isn't it Lazzie? *winks...
The very last thing desired by the Rotten Apples is that the Community work TOGETHER to name and shame all of Barnabas wekkers, right? The wealth of mini drugbusts reported in the Press recently are mere window-dressing and will do nothing to touch the Agliotties and Barnabas Fat Cats....*gags...
I had no idea our Ward Councillor was a lawyer, and heard the news accidently the other day... How does he feel about having his private conversations in his own home listened to? *interested..
As your Tutor Aziz, does Colin Balliram deny the audio-monitoring abilities of the Muni Wireless/Broadband Network System? Does anyone dare even raise the matter? The random information gleaned from casual conversations in your home and phonecalls will go into the Data Base to be used against you if needed at a later stage....
You have only to pique the interest of the Rotten Apples for them to activate these abilities fully and focus on YOUR private life....*vomits... Masterful!
I'd taken fat Sophie out just before 2.am and sat for a bit digesting the clear message sent the other evening from the Captain of Courage.. My IP banned for life? I'd not given him the satisfaction of knowing that I'd seen the deliberately placed missive at the time, but he knows me well enough to judge that I'd not missed it...*chortles...
Despite my infernal optimism, I'm inclined to believe that this is the truth, and that I will never again be able to stagger into an irc trivia channel to confirm how little I know....*cries...
The total freezing option he employs, that now affects so much on our PC, has obviously been given the go-ahead by Bali's Masters in turn...*spews...
The games the GW enjoys, Picasa, all java related items, and of course let me dare to try irc trivia and a re-start is on the cards... The latest power play is for the Windows update to be denied with a freeze out resulting as well....
Has the GW defaulted on his monthly payments to tradepage? *looks at Ian Halliday... Has he? If not, why is this blatant corruption being allowed to continue?
Don't answer that as it's clear that all ISPs now dance to the Government's directives issued regarding individual clients and their control...*gags... "You will STFU or lose your business" will become a common threat, however tactfully the words are couched...
To all those who persist in refusing to see the magnitude of corruption involved in the Information Theft Project and who still delude themselves that I am a deserving one-off victim of the Rotten Apples attentions, I guess there's little I can say that doesn't have you rolling about in self-righteous glee....*sags...
The beauty of Jannie's single line post on cell interception, read at MyBB last night, came close to having me on my feet applauding, and confirms why he wields quite so much power... He is worth it!! *beams...
Like sheep to the slaughter, you've collectively forgotten that a Beast by any other name is still a Beast, and I for one bear the scars to prove it...*snorts..
LATER
I hitched a ride home and got back just after 8.00am this morning to find all three dogs outside in the road, clearly wanting to be let back in...*vomits... No point in asking which sicko is encouraging them to go out hey? Cola would have to be persuaded to leave the yard fosho, though he looked like he'd been down in the valley and was filthy...*is really rather embarrassed for Missus C right now....
It's one thing to flaunt your Ownership of a suburb, but quite another to so blatantly reveal the depths you will sink to in doing so....*gags...
Check out my streetlight pole HERE... A big white cross sprayed on it and it's been dug up right round the base at some point very recently....termites? Plans? The GW is running a full scan atm (Kapersky) and it appears that our Network Admin is working his way diligently through every facet of our PC to render it unusable... Showing his roots? *winks..
Saturday 6th June at 4.00am...
I've not published anything since Premature Ejaculation, though my Controller is very aware that I continue to write...*grins... It's a small pleasure to be able to withhold my thoughts from him until I choose to again share....
The huge operations that took place in the road just out of my sight, after the recent forced break to the waterlines HERE below Bernies, are complete at last.... Have the PTB got it right this time? Will the water-shedding now go smoothly without residents noticing it?
The cost of their fumbling efforts is to be borne by the unfortunate ratepayer as usual... Viva la Info Theft Project, Viva!!
Sunday 7th June at 2.45am...
I woke earlier to see sheet-lightning out to sea behind St. Theresa's... It's since stopped, but the wind has brought the clouds up and hopefully there may be a bit of rain on the cards..
Bali and I seem to have settled into an uneasy truce... My gmail runs as it should, though my Contacts won't load and I'm for the most part allowed to browse MyBB unmolested.... On his side? His animals have been out on the road or down in the valley each day, dicing with death and Pepsi now cringes when approached.... (a Proud Moment o Lout of my Life?) *vomits profusely....
Despite the Sweeper acknowledging a hole in their valley wall and saying she had it blocked off, you just KNOW the Pet Lover is unblocking it as fast as he can....*shrugs...
The Accountant's charming child managed to get their Staffie safely back in their yard yesterday before he glimpsed little Pepsi had jumped into the valley with excitement at the sight of the children...*gags... Do I sense that there is now a collective irritated shrug at the mere mention of my Controller's animals?
If this is the case you are welcome to bugger off and read something else...*shrugs...
PS. Its now Sunday at 9.04am and the GW has just rescued Pepsi from the valley.....
Peace...
---oOo---
Published Sunday 7th June 2009 at 9.04am.
Saturday, June 06, 2009
THE DAWNING....
(begun Wednesday 3rd June at 3.30pm....)
It just struck me how gross were you to think I was trying for martyrdom! *laughing... I think you may refer to me as an Example, nothing more, nothing less... *shrugs...
When Lazzie did his patronising piece last Monday on not understanding why 200 tenants at Sydenham Heights couldn't deal with one drug dealer, it sounded really plausible... Unless of course like the majority of expressionless CPF members watching his performance, you know the truth of the matter...*winks..
Tell me if you would, what became of the charges laid against the drugs-involved thug (a tenant) that beat the young and innocent Security Guard about the head so badly he was hospitalised? A case was opened and I'm curious as to how the matter is progressing? It was clearly attempted murder, but I'd wager the docket now reads Common Assault as opposed to even GBH? Stats are everything are they not? The tenant that openly threatened yet another Security Guard with a gun? Easy enough to check whether a charge was laid? These violent demonstrations take place deliberately, where they may be seen by other tenants and (do correct me if I'm wrong) nothing at all appears to come of charges laid? Nada, zip, zilch....So now you tell me why 200 tenants decline to take on one slimy drug dealer?!
Quite possibly, as in the case of M's shooting last October, the complainants will still be told some seven months later that investigations are underway? *roffels...
As I sit here now at 3.38pm, Bali's house alarm goes off.. In anticipation of my giving his animals something that is good for them? I rang Missus C immediately and said that I was going to toss their liver over at the usual point as the alarm was already going off anyway... *fiendish grin...
What do YOU think sets it off? Beams se VOET!!! Considering you are aware that Captain Courageous controls the entire power circuit? *laughing... He can set any house alarm in the street off should he so desire, not so Khaled? *snorts... Think how many possibilities this opens up to the criminally insane? He has cameras everywhere (which unsurprisingly NEVER pick up any activity on his own property during a breakin...*winks..)
Have you finally figured out who the real crazy is in this epic tale of malicious greed and bullying power? Missus C is doing a really good backup job for the benefit of the monitored landline and has just called to ask whether her house has been broken into again! *applauds... Sadly, I couldn't even pretend to be interested, recorded line or not...*grins...
When you live cheek by jowel to someone for 10 years, you know them better almost, than your own family.. With his sullen in-your-face attitude and carrying massive amounts of baggage and insecurities, there's no denying Colin Balliram has revealed his character openly and with glee... If he's happy you're going to share his spliff-soaked karaoke evenings with his chommies and like it, and if he's angry, either the dogs or the toad will pay for it...*shrugs...
Whether its despite of, or because of his character, his star is still firmly on the rise...*beams...
The tech sent me a text earlier to say that our anticipated 'new' second-hand PC hadn't arrived from Gauteng after all... Personally I'm beginning to doubt it ever will....*cackles... A kind and seemingly genuine offer from the young tech, but his orders have changed and that's it... *grins and looks at Bali....
I teased the tech this morning on his new role in this cruel Game, but I've no desire to compromise him in any way and was happy to settle for a smile albeit forced...*sighs...
As an Example of such magnitude and notoriety, I've learned to expect nothing less...*mutters...
LATER..
I logged on without a problem after 4.00pm, and went straight to check my gmail.... It opened as always now, dead slow... I read a note from my kid before the Network Admin. chose to give me an error message and I had to click on view as HTML to carry on... Just another day in Paradise right? *grins..
I gather the GW tried updating Windows yesterday, and was unsuccessful as it froze the PC. Step by step hey MonsterMan? Shutdown? Fosho it is, and it goes perfectly with all the other criminal activities you and your Chief promote and enjoy here in the Zone...*winks..
Thursday 4th June at 4.10am..
I, more than anyone, understand why I must stand alone... that however obliquely, threats will be made should anyone dare step out of line.. A word of encouragement would at this stage probably finish me off quicker than my next smack from the Master...*cackles..
There'd been a message waiting for me yesterday when I got home... In cowardly fashion I chose to send a text in reply instead of phoning.... You'll recall how distressed she'd been with my rubbish writings when some 'kind' soul had seen fit to give her a printout of an ancient blog?
So, when the GW told me she'd phoned I chose to sms her the answer to her query in case she wished to remind me of my short-comings again...*shudders...
She was having none of it, and called anyways yesterday evening... For whatever reason, she has chosen to try and forgive me and move on....*on it's knees.... I'm guessing that as a direct result of conversations taking place at No. 4 and listened to in advance by the Captain of Immense Bravery, their landline has now been rendered unusable....*spews.... That's just for starters hey Bali? The mischief you and yours attempted to sow was another FAIL....*middle-finger dude.....
Do the Readers wonder at all from where the printout came? Tis an interesting puzzle and I would dearly love to know the Sweeper's reply....*winks... Again, I suggest that collusion between Baron Frankson and Bali is the answer....
I would also aver that the minute our Controller realised there was a peace-offering on the cards, he degraded NO. 4's landline to prevent her from calling me...*shrugs...
You are already well aware of Colin Balliram's attitude to forgiveness of any sort.... She eventually made the call from her cellphone despite our Master's best efforts, and my spirits are lifted accordingly....*beams...
Have you managed yet to fit me into some sort of box? *looks at Jannie..Do I now match the description perfectly of a self-righteous nutter? *curious... Do my constant efforts at successfully humiliating myself here have me down as a typical sado-masochist?
WhyTF do I persist in coming back for more time after time, when I know as you do, that all I achieve are further attacks? If you knew the answer and could tell me, would I be happy?
The idea of ever just being an old, unsociable toad shuffling about the trivia channels and passing the odd inane comment on the Forums is a dream long gone... The answer is D and there's no changing it...
I guess I've met Colin Balliram before, and we were always fated to dance this dance... I've the oddest feeling that whatever the outcome, this time round I've not done too badly in the test... *holds out it's hand to the Fowl King....
Do what you must do to shut me up bubba, after all you hold all the cards do you not? *beams.... I've stuck to the Truth and spurned hatred despite all your efforts to prove otherwise... My puny attempts at self-preservation were always doomed to fail up against your tunnel-visioned hordes of supporters....*shrugs.
Who'd of guessed that by directing my rage and irritation solely at myself, for MY stupidity, that it would've kept me safe all this time? *blinks...
LATER at 5.35am..
My ears and teeth ache dully at My Controllers increased attentions this morning... Symptoms doubtless exacerbated by having a head full of snot.. Earlier, he'd suddenly switched off the shrieking in my ears for a nano-second, before it resumed in a totally different key... Neat... RF anyone? *cackles...
I would suggest that my gmail being attacked last night is in advance of the latest CPF Minutes going out? *smiles at Lazzie... If indeed you wish to foster a good relationship between SAPS Sydenham and the Zone community, may I say that you're going about it in the oddest way? *snorts...
Thursday 4th June 7.23am...
My misery-inducing aching ears and teeth suddenly vanished completely at 7.00am... Haikona!! Another small miracle Bali? *beams...
Peace..
---oOo---
Finally published Sunday 7th June at 8.35am....
(begun Wednesday 3rd June at 3.30pm....)
It just struck me how gross were you to think I was trying for martyrdom! *laughing... I think you may refer to me as an Example, nothing more, nothing less... *shrugs...
When Lazzie did his patronising piece last Monday on not understanding why 200 tenants at Sydenham Heights couldn't deal with one drug dealer, it sounded really plausible... Unless of course like the majority of expressionless CPF members watching his performance, you know the truth of the matter...*winks..
Tell me if you would, what became of the charges laid against the drugs-involved thug (a tenant) that beat the young and innocent Security Guard about the head so badly he was hospitalised? A case was opened and I'm curious as to how the matter is progressing? It was clearly attempted murder, but I'd wager the docket now reads Common Assault as opposed to even GBH? Stats are everything are they not? The tenant that openly threatened yet another Security Guard with a gun? Easy enough to check whether a charge was laid? These violent demonstrations take place deliberately, where they may be seen by other tenants and (do correct me if I'm wrong) nothing at all appears to come of charges laid? Nada, zip, zilch....So now you tell me why 200 tenants decline to take on one slimy drug dealer?!
Quite possibly, as in the case of M's shooting last October, the complainants will still be told some seven months later that investigations are underway? *roffels...
As I sit here now at 3.38pm, Bali's house alarm goes off.. In anticipation of my giving his animals something that is good for them? I rang Missus C immediately and said that I was going to toss their liver over at the usual point as the alarm was already going off anyway... *fiendish grin...
What do YOU think sets it off? Beams se VOET!!! Considering you are aware that Captain Courageous controls the entire power circuit? *laughing... He can set any house alarm in the street off should he so desire, not so Khaled? *snorts... Think how many possibilities this opens up to the criminally insane? He has cameras everywhere (which unsurprisingly NEVER pick up any activity on his own property during a breakin...*winks..)
Have you finally figured out who the real crazy is in this epic tale of malicious greed and bullying power? Missus C is doing a really good backup job for the benefit of the monitored landline and has just called to ask whether her house has been broken into again! *applauds... Sadly, I couldn't even pretend to be interested, recorded line or not...*grins...
When you live cheek by jowel to someone for 10 years, you know them better almost, than your own family.. With his sullen in-your-face attitude and carrying massive amounts of baggage and insecurities, there's no denying Colin Balliram has revealed his character openly and with glee... If he's happy you're going to share his spliff-soaked karaoke evenings with his chommies and like it, and if he's angry, either the dogs or the toad will pay for it...*shrugs...
Whether its despite of, or because of his character, his star is still firmly on the rise...*beams...
The tech sent me a text earlier to say that our anticipated 'new' second-hand PC hadn't arrived from Gauteng after all... Personally I'm beginning to doubt it ever will....*cackles... A kind and seemingly genuine offer from the young tech, but his orders have changed and that's it... *grins and looks at Bali....
I teased the tech this morning on his new role in this cruel Game, but I've no desire to compromise him in any way and was happy to settle for a smile albeit forced...*sighs...
As an Example of such magnitude and notoriety, I've learned to expect nothing less...*mutters...
LATER..
I logged on without a problem after 4.00pm, and went straight to check my gmail.... It opened as always now, dead slow... I read a note from my kid before the Network Admin. chose to give me an error message and I had to click on view as HTML to carry on... Just another day in Paradise right? *grins..
I gather the GW tried updating Windows yesterday, and was unsuccessful as it froze the PC. Step by step hey MonsterMan? Shutdown? Fosho it is, and it goes perfectly with all the other criminal activities you and your Chief promote and enjoy here in the Zone...*winks..
Thursday 4th June at 4.10am..
I, more than anyone, understand why I must stand alone... that however obliquely, threats will be made should anyone dare step out of line.. A word of encouragement would at this stage probably finish me off quicker than my next smack from the Master...*cackles..
There'd been a message waiting for me yesterday when I got home... In cowardly fashion I chose to send a text in reply instead of phoning.... You'll recall how distressed she'd been with my rubbish writings when some 'kind' soul had seen fit to give her a printout of an ancient blog?
So, when the GW told me she'd phoned I chose to sms her the answer to her query in case she wished to remind me of my short-comings again...*shudders...
She was having none of it, and called anyways yesterday evening... For whatever reason, she has chosen to try and forgive me and move on....*on it's knees.... I'm guessing that as a direct result of conversations taking place at No. 4 and listened to in advance by the Captain of Immense Bravery, their landline has now been rendered unusable....*spews.... That's just for starters hey Bali? The mischief you and yours attempted to sow was another FAIL....*middle-finger dude.....
Do the Readers wonder at all from where the printout came? Tis an interesting puzzle and I would dearly love to know the Sweeper's reply....*winks... Again, I suggest that collusion between Baron Frankson and Bali is the answer....
I would also aver that the minute our Controller realised there was a peace-offering on the cards, he degraded NO. 4's landline to prevent her from calling me...*shrugs...
You are already well aware of Colin Balliram's attitude to forgiveness of any sort.... She eventually made the call from her cellphone despite our Master's best efforts, and my spirits are lifted accordingly....*beams...
Have you managed yet to fit me into some sort of box? *looks at Jannie..Do I now match the description perfectly of a self-righteous nutter? *curious... Do my constant efforts at successfully humiliating myself here have me down as a typical sado-masochist?
WhyTF do I persist in coming back for more time after time, when I know as you do, that all I achieve are further attacks? If you knew the answer and could tell me, would I be happy?
The idea of ever just being an old, unsociable toad shuffling about the trivia channels and passing the odd inane comment on the Forums is a dream long gone... The answer is D and there's no changing it...
I guess I've met Colin Balliram before, and we were always fated to dance this dance... I've the oddest feeling that whatever the outcome, this time round I've not done too badly in the test... *holds out it's hand to the Fowl King....
Do what you must do to shut me up bubba, after all you hold all the cards do you not? *beams.... I've stuck to the Truth and spurned hatred despite all your efforts to prove otherwise... My puny attempts at self-preservation were always doomed to fail up against your tunnel-visioned hordes of supporters....*shrugs.
Who'd of guessed that by directing my rage and irritation solely at myself, for MY stupidity, that it would've kept me safe all this time? *blinks...
LATER at 5.35am..
My ears and teeth ache dully at My Controllers increased attentions this morning... Symptoms doubtless exacerbated by having a head full of snot.. Earlier, he'd suddenly switched off the shrieking in my ears for a nano-second, before it resumed in a totally different key... Neat... RF anyone? *cackles...
I would suggest that my gmail being attacked last night is in advance of the latest CPF Minutes going out? *smiles at Lazzie... If indeed you wish to foster a good relationship between SAPS Sydenham and the Zone community, may I say that you're going about it in the oddest way? *snorts...
Thursday 4th June 7.23am...
My misery-inducing aching ears and teeth suddenly vanished completely at 7.00am... Haikona!! Another small miracle Bali? *beams...
Peace..
---oOo---
Finally published Sunday 7th June at 8.35am....
ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT.......
(begun Tuesday 2nd May at 1.00pm....)
Does he vibrate with delerious anticipation as he waits for me to resume publishing? Are those the carefully amiable tones of voda3g I hear, diplomatically suggesting my Network Admin. sit quietly as long as I remain silent? Aware as Jannie is of my Controller's inability to take advice, however sound? *coughs..
My repetitive cries for aid, couched as they are in abrasive acidity, echo in the empty Halls I now frequent....*grins madly... All going predictably to plan out there? *paroxym of coughing..... Arthur.
I came inside after midday to find the Beemer (Kitt iii if you will) was now parked on guard duty at the foot of their driveway. Check out THIS closeup of the front tyre and see what you think..*winks. So I haul out the old camera for my records and then go up the top to find THIS white ND registered vehicle pulled on Bali's verge and My Guy in animated conversation with the driver ...
Coming downstairs I hear the Captain of Courage morph into his Mr. Obvious role as he calls back up his drive in way too loud a manner "Just let me lock my car..."
We're talking about a fellow who generally skulks in and out like a ghost, hoping not to be seen... The minute he turns loud and visible you can rest assured there's a rat stench in the air...*keels over cackling... If I could persuade you to believe that ALL of this behaviour is today geared to me not giving his dogs some chicken livers, would you rethink your attitude? *baffled...
Does the term Arrested Development ring a bell? For all his skills in IT, it should be more than obvious by now that Houston has a major problem....*snorts..
LATER at 8.42pm
An interesting evening... Halfway through typing out my first blog, I got a message saying the connection to blogger had dropped, and then the desk lamp gave a nasty dip... I stumbled on regardless, and straight after hitting Publish I cantered over to MyBB's OT and woke them up.. I then went back to blogger and typed out my second blog with no problems at all apart from my cell phone suddenly ringing shrilly (ignored) and then my landline going off (ignored)*winks..
My multi-tasking skills are non-existent and I figured I could always call the number back (except that when I tried later Telkom insisted the number didn't exist!) *cackles..
Wednesday 3rd June at 5.23am...
You'd think after last nights hysteria I'd be all blogged out... Not by a long shot!
I guess I forgot to tell you that last night, fairly early on, I was trying to catch up on the MyBB Forums when the GW turned the TV sound down for an ad. break... I could hear Bali's dogs going nuts as usual, but I went out to check anyways and found Pepsi down in the valley again...*grimness.. I brought her in and fed her and then went back to browsing online...
How much of my Round & Round blog did Plonkerman cut swiftly out as he dipped the lamp menacingly and dropped the connection to blogger.com? You don't know and don't care? *shrugs..
After I'd shrieked out loud over at mybroadband's OT, I'd gone straight back and typed Premature Ejaculation with none of the earlier hassles at all...*grins... I sent Missus C an sms not long after I'd logged off and asked whether I should keep Pepsi overnight in case she jumped off the deck again... She'd kindly said yes...
Needless to say the 2 four-legged beasties had me up and down several times during the night. Cola called and called disconsolately for his sister and at one point I carried her out in the dark to show him she was OK.... What's a toad to do?
Now, as I write, Cola sits on the edge of the valley deck and hasn't let up barking for nearly half-an-hour...*blinks... Does Missus C bother to open her bedroom window and reassure the little fellow? What do you think? *sighs... She knows as well as I do that the Poison Prince acquired these unfortunate animals for one purpose only.... A giant FAIL in my case, but mon Capitano will be thrilled with the irritation caused to B. Snr as he tries to sleep...
I tend to think the Ruinator stole his sig directly from my Controller's T-shirt...I cringe to think that after my desperate post made in haste on the Forum, it got a few members to go read my blog... Twas not my intention, and I'm very well aware of my short-comings in the writing department....
My thoughts tend to hop about so wildly in my determination to tell the Truth, it's unlikely they make much sense at all..The hope remains that arf999 NEVER goes near my blog, as my clueless sprinkling of commas and apostrophes would truly appall him...*embarrassed.... He once gave the clearest directions on their correct usage I've ever read, but as with most things, they flew out of my head and haven't returned....*purple...
Happily, the Brute has allowed my Nokia screen to return for the moment and it's holding steady until the next time he loses his rag completely....
I went up in the dark just after 5.00am to put the garbage out for collection and Bali noisily activated his buzzing device halfway up the stairs... Mental? OK. It was put there a long time back, deep in the thorny bouganvilla.. Easy enough for one of Peter Williams droogs to position while we were snoring safely to the Idiots careful monitoring... *shrugs...
I've been telling you forever about the cameras that watch our every move.. Some of you know this to be a fact while the rest are in comfortable denial...*grins..
It wouldn't do for those with any morals or ethics left to be told about those tiny beauties... How would the Courageous Pair have explained the 'hostage' drama or the theft of the rodeo truck for that matter? The cameras were broken and weren't on, on both those memorable occasions? They're all trained on my home and verge and don't pick up the shady goings on at Bali's house? Pfft... Suckers!
Anyone care to tell me who owns +27746657191? While it may have been a legitimate caller, the timing smacks of a diversion sent to try me as I struggled to type out my second blog last night...*shrieks... When I ignored the cell, the landline begain ringing, so someone seemed determined to interrupt my typing...*laughs... I sent an sms query to the number after I'd shut down the PC but didn't get a reply...*snorts...
It's unlikely the Microwave Boffin visits these pages, but I'll admit to being grossed out by his clear instructions given to our CPF forum on how to kill trees using poisons... Drive around and everywhere you look you'll see trees inexplicably dying for the Direct Line of Sight cause.. Doubtless visited by stealthy Telkom wekkers with their stash of Roundup....*vomits... Ag, I must go and get on with the day....cheers...
Wednesday 3rd June at 11.45am...
I headed back from the shops the same way I always leave from Westville - down to St. Elizabeth's church and back onto Jan Smuts Highway and Sherwood.... The water was running in waves along that servitude as the digger trundled up and down.. Great trenches were being dug by gangs of wekkers, when I'd thought that area had already been done. A few years back the water would've been switched off while they worked, but that's not how it's done these days at all...*spews...
Check out the work going on outside 80 Harris Crescent... Are you absolutely SURE you know what you're doing?
I think again how one of the Clever Dick Planners would've said way back that people just won't notice what's going on right under their noses, and to make sure we'll give them other stuff to worry about..
And so it was.... Services were deliberately allowed to degenerate to a degree that many now see the Big Brother option as the only answer...*shrugs... Fingers crossed I've given you a bit of insight into the sort of people given the power to control your very lives... The Beast will insist it has Monitors in place to watch the Controllers...*cackles... Utter rubbish! The PTB have already lost control here in the Zone and it's run by the Crookedest bunch of Thugs imaginable..*sighs...
By the by, last night at some point I was lying wide-awake and heard four low notes whistled nearby... A bush-dweller testing to see if there were dogs out in the garden? A hireling that does this regularly to wind up the dogs at my Master's behest? Let him come close enough is all I ask, and me and my trusty pellet gun will ensure he resembles Captain Jack Sparrow for the rest of his days...*beams... I'm betting my aim is as good by moonlight as it is in the day...
I've managed to catch the GW's cold so you'll forgive me if I close on a somewhat savage note...*grins...
Peace...
---oOo---
Finally published on Sunday 7th June 2009 at 7.57am...
(begun Tuesday 2nd May at 1.00pm....)
Does he vibrate with delerious anticipation as he waits for me to resume publishing? Are those the carefully amiable tones of voda3g I hear, diplomatically suggesting my Network Admin. sit quietly as long as I remain silent? Aware as Jannie is of my Controller's inability to take advice, however sound? *coughs..
My repetitive cries for aid, couched as they are in abrasive acidity, echo in the empty Halls I now frequent....*grins madly... All going predictably to plan out there? *paroxym of coughing..... Arthur.
I came inside after midday to find the Beemer (Kitt iii if you will) was now parked on guard duty at the foot of their driveway. Check out THIS closeup of the front tyre and see what you think..*winks. So I haul out the old camera for my records and then go up the top to find THIS white ND registered vehicle pulled on Bali's verge and My Guy in animated conversation with the driver ...
Coming downstairs I hear the Captain of Courage morph into his Mr. Obvious role as he calls back up his drive in way too loud a manner "Just let me lock my car..."
We're talking about a fellow who generally skulks in and out like a ghost, hoping not to be seen... The minute he turns loud and visible you can rest assured there's a rat stench in the air...*keels over cackling... If I could persuade you to believe that ALL of this behaviour is today geared to me not giving his dogs some chicken livers, would you rethink your attitude? *baffled...
Does the term Arrested Development ring a bell? For all his skills in IT, it should be more than obvious by now that Houston has a major problem....*snorts..
LATER at 8.42pm
An interesting evening... Halfway through typing out my first blog, I got a message saying the connection to blogger had dropped, and then the desk lamp gave a nasty dip... I stumbled on regardless, and straight after hitting Publish I cantered over to MyBB's OT and woke them up.. I then went back to blogger and typed out my second blog with no problems at all apart from my cell phone suddenly ringing shrilly (ignored) and then my landline going off (ignored)*winks..
My multi-tasking skills are non-existent and I figured I could always call the number back (except that when I tried later Telkom insisted the number didn't exist!) *cackles..
Wednesday 3rd June at 5.23am...
You'd think after last nights hysteria I'd be all blogged out... Not by a long shot!
I guess I forgot to tell you that last night, fairly early on, I was trying to catch up on the MyBB Forums when the GW turned the TV sound down for an ad. break... I could hear Bali's dogs going nuts as usual, but I went out to check anyways and found Pepsi down in the valley again...*grimness.. I brought her in and fed her and then went back to browsing online...
How much of my Round & Round blog did Plonkerman cut swiftly out as he dipped the lamp menacingly and dropped the connection to blogger.com? You don't know and don't care? *shrugs..
After I'd shrieked out loud over at mybroadband's OT, I'd gone straight back and typed Premature Ejaculation with none of the earlier hassles at all...*grins... I sent Missus C an sms not long after I'd logged off and asked whether I should keep Pepsi overnight in case she jumped off the deck again... She'd kindly said yes...
Needless to say the 2 four-legged beasties had me up and down several times during the night. Cola called and called disconsolately for his sister and at one point I carried her out in the dark to show him she was OK.... What's a toad to do?
Now, as I write, Cola sits on the edge of the valley deck and hasn't let up barking for nearly half-an-hour...*blinks... Does Missus C bother to open her bedroom window and reassure the little fellow? What do you think? *sighs... She knows as well as I do that the Poison Prince acquired these unfortunate animals for one purpose only.... A giant FAIL in my case, but mon Capitano will be thrilled with the irritation caused to B. Snr as he tries to sleep...
I tend to think the Ruinator stole his sig directly from my Controller's T-shirt...I cringe to think that after my desperate post made in haste on the Forum, it got a few members to go read my blog... Twas not my intention, and I'm very well aware of my short-comings in the writing department....
My thoughts tend to hop about so wildly in my determination to tell the Truth, it's unlikely they make much sense at all..The hope remains that arf999 NEVER goes near my blog, as my clueless sprinkling of commas and apostrophes would truly appall him...*embarrassed.... He once gave the clearest directions on their correct usage I've ever read, but as with most things, they flew out of my head and haven't returned....*purple...
Happily, the Brute has allowed my Nokia screen to return for the moment and it's holding steady until the next time he loses his rag completely....
I went up in the dark just after 5.00am to put the garbage out for collection and Bali noisily activated his buzzing device halfway up the stairs... Mental? OK. It was put there a long time back, deep in the thorny bouganvilla.. Easy enough for one of Peter Williams droogs to position while we were snoring safely to the Idiots careful monitoring... *shrugs...
I've been telling you forever about the cameras that watch our every move.. Some of you know this to be a fact while the rest are in comfortable denial...*grins..
It wouldn't do for those with any morals or ethics left to be told about those tiny beauties... How would the Courageous Pair have explained the 'hostage' drama or the theft of the rodeo truck for that matter? The cameras were broken and weren't on, on both those memorable occasions? They're all trained on my home and verge and don't pick up the shady goings on at Bali's house? Pfft... Suckers!
Anyone care to tell me who owns +27746657191? While it may have been a legitimate caller, the timing smacks of a diversion sent to try me as I struggled to type out my second blog last night...*shrieks... When I ignored the cell, the landline begain ringing, so someone seemed determined to interrupt my typing...*laughs... I sent an sms query to the number after I'd shut down the PC but didn't get a reply...*snorts...
It's unlikely the Microwave Boffin visits these pages, but I'll admit to being grossed out by his clear instructions given to our CPF forum on how to kill trees using poisons... Drive around and everywhere you look you'll see trees inexplicably dying for the Direct Line of Sight cause.. Doubtless visited by stealthy Telkom wekkers with their stash of Roundup....*vomits... Ag, I must go and get on with the day....cheers...
Wednesday 3rd June at 11.45am...
I headed back from the shops the same way I always leave from Westville - down to St. Elizabeth's church and back onto Jan Smuts Highway and Sherwood.... The water was running in waves along that servitude as the digger trundled up and down.. Great trenches were being dug by gangs of wekkers, when I'd thought that area had already been done. A few years back the water would've been switched off while they worked, but that's not how it's done these days at all...*spews...
Check out the work going on outside 80 Harris Crescent... Are you absolutely SURE you know what you're doing?
I think again how one of the Clever Dick Planners would've said way back that people just won't notice what's going on right under their noses, and to make sure we'll give them other stuff to worry about..
And so it was.... Services were deliberately allowed to degenerate to a degree that many now see the Big Brother option as the only answer...*shrugs... Fingers crossed I've given you a bit of insight into the sort of people given the power to control your very lives... The Beast will insist it has Monitors in place to watch the Controllers...*cackles... Utter rubbish! The PTB have already lost control here in the Zone and it's run by the Crookedest bunch of Thugs imaginable..*sighs...
By the by, last night at some point I was lying wide-awake and heard four low notes whistled nearby... A bush-dweller testing to see if there were dogs out in the garden? A hireling that does this regularly to wind up the dogs at my Master's behest? Let him come close enough is all I ask, and me and my trusty pellet gun will ensure he resembles Captain Jack Sparrow for the rest of his days...*beams... I'm betting my aim is as good by moonlight as it is in the day...
I've managed to catch the GW's cold so you'll forgive me if I close on a somewhat savage note...*grins...
Peace...
---oOo---
Finally published on Sunday 7th June 2009 at 7.57am...
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