Called Peter to find out about class tonight. Ah...martial arts from a master who does not require uniforms. Three on the dial will confirm neg or pos. *Called, but still not sure if going. Tomorrow is a definite.
Called who I thought to be Peter (Pappy) and broke out with "Are you alive or did you die of your own superstition off the flower pot?" My question was met with the response "You don't have to be afraid of me. This is your teacher. I am not dangerous." Whoops! Wrong Peter.
When Peter (Pappy) was reached, he stated that he was at the flower pots this day. Before I could commit the balance of my thoughts to paper, low and behold...there he was sporting two cups of fresh Timmy's. While I worked, he spoke with Bob who I was hanging out with prior to Pappy and Craig arriving. Pappy, with his ever energetic and magnetic self, engaged Bob is rapid rounds of discussion that my ears and eyes only glimpsed. Craig is a real sweetie. He will bring his mom by in one or two days. She is a real nice lady, even though Craig is cool, it would be cool just to chill with his mom.
Oh yeah, when I asked Pappy about Slyvia of "Hooker Ave," (really his block) he said that she keeps scratching up his car. He had this idea to spray paint his car with "Slyvia was here!" with arrows pointing the the wounds she inflicted on his vehicle. Truly an artist. His whole stairway is loaded with paint cans, and you can hear him before you see him. Kind of like me. I had to tell him that Sylvia's scratches were her scratches of "I love you" going down his spine and drawing blood. He was amused!
Oven is finally being fixed tomorrow. Brownies are on the way. Pappy will come to my domain and vibe. Perhaps he will be the black coat wearer. I have been looking for an owner for it. In due time I suppose. I am still the "cracker" and he is still the "cheese." The man with flipped rooms (Peter "Pappy" (one room has written in pencil what color it will be and thus is, but not yet)) stated "If you hear bullets being shot you are safe. When you don't hear it as a result of it wizzing past your ear, that is when you worry." Bob agreed! Many gun shots have been heard over the years from all different areas US/Canada, but I have never NOT heard one. Missed me! Yes Craig. I missed you! You really must nail that Mustang...blue is you!
Wow, Pappy advised that our antics of several weeks ago were logged in his book that I was privy to while he cooked me porkchops. What I read was on his computer, but what he wrote of us is still penned. How could he put "The End" to his book when his "tombstone" is not finished? He did not ask me to "take it back" this time. However, he stated that he kept writing despite "The End" which I knew he would. Sequal was stated, but my belief is that he will have to wait for nextlife. Good humor will be had when I tell him of my scissor thought and its relation to him. Hey, who wants to see his framed album of "The Doors?" Would you like to read the back of the album? You can. How would you think he would frame it to do so? Mind you, I was pacing like a wildebeast when he asked me the question and I gave the right answer without having to study it. How quick are you?
My home needs redecoration. I have added willow branches inside (one is 5 1/2 feet long) and want to create murals of my walls based on current art experience. There are faces everywhere in nature if you look. Bringing nature inside can be exciting. A world of my own creation...a creation of a world.
Marie wore two different shoes to work today and found humor it it all. I guess her mind is elsewhere as it should be. She did have fun on Saturday. My, what wonderful times we live in. She is ever pleased at the photo session that I directed and the props and properties that it generated. Wee ha is where playful things turn frowns upside down. Down energy to wow! Upped and positive!
*Peter just called and stated that there will be no class tomorrow as he is going out of town. If I go tonight, I can use his personal parking area behind his building. It is under lock and key. Last time car was not lotted, my hubcap was stolen and it cost $100 to replace. I was trying to save $5 by not parking in the lot, but in the end, it cost much more. Wednesday is good...no work Thursday. I am hoping the Hamster will come along. She can't tonight as she has issues that cannot be resolved at the moment. Old bat that she is. She is not good for Wednesday either. Called Peter back, will go to class Wednesday after eating at Hong Kong and after window shopping for a bit.
Oh yeah...I did not ask his name, but this kid who is going to welding school, was a blast to talk to. I'll get his name next time he comes in.
Lest I forget, a big thank you goes out to Alah for having Mohammed get to me before it was too late. He was right on time. Ana ahebik Mohammed!
**Ah shit, Peter just called back. I am going to class tonight. There is art is martial art as the animals are within us.
~ Arachne ~ Penned prior to 3:00 and 5:02 p.m. on August 13, 2007
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