The Year of the Rat

Well everyone, it’s time for a blog post.  Today is the Chinese New Year and it is a great day because this is 2020- the year of the rat.  I was born in the year of the snake, which I am not happy about, but I love rodents and am so excited to be living in the year of the rat this year.  I think it would be a good year for people to become a born again Christian if they want to so they could be from the year of the rat after all and be very clever, wise, and financially successful as evangelical mega church pastors who need to avoid the numbers 5 and 9 and could benefit from the colors blue, gold, and green.

  

I have something else to say which is that I just tried adding peanut butter to the cream sauce for ground turkey and it turned out great.  So it is butter, honey, worschester sauce, cooking the ground turkey until it is all chopped up and cooked, and then add honey mustard just from a jar, and then a glob of peanut butter, and some heavy cream.  Then cook it for a while and then here is another crazy idea is to sprinkle cheese on it when you eat it. It doesn’t seem right to do any of that but really it is correct.

Anyway, the latest legal intimidation phone call was routed through 1(218) 285-8522 from International Falls, MN.  I interpret it as meaning that they are going to carve a Wiccan Star into my face, but I am probably reading into it too much.  You ought to be able to harass and stalk a disabled former cashier for five years without everyone thinking you are a devil worshipper.

A New Year’s Day

Hi everyone, I hope you are doing great.  Today is Sunday, Jan 5. Today has been one of the nicest days I have ever had. I am trying to figure out if I had good behavior or something to deserve it. I did kind of do the best I could in some ways, but I still feel like today’s experiences were better than I could ever have chosen or earned. I took communion at church and it was great, and then I ate cheese grits at my favorite restaurant. And a guy was watching the football game in such a sweet way outside of a pizza place. He stood there for about thirty minutes watching it on their TV. Then, at volunteer work, there was this golden blob statue on a table, and a guy who has been nice to me said he thought it could be gold, but then it wasn’t, so he left it on the table.  Then another guy talked to me about it, and he said he thought it might be something that has to do with witchcraft.  Well I had not touched it because I thought it had to do with an Eastern religion that I don’t believe in.  Then this other guy started talking to us and said it looked like an elephant. Well then I noticed that it kind of looked like an eagle or a cobra. And I think the statue is like some kind of Rorschach game where you can see different things in the sculpture.  And I think it is not a religious item or a bad trick, though the experience really reached me all the way to my mind’s eye, which I have been thinking about and trying to learn more about, because I experience some serious verve in what I mentally think about, see, and get attached to in various ways.  Anyway, the object to me also makes me think of a lot of different people I know, and I feel like the experience was right in a zone of so many associations that it was something really special.  And I would say it was one of the happiest experiences of my life in a certain way, like to me, the core of what is most meaningful and fun in life.  And the people around me were so great, and those guys who I talked to were so cool and to me part of the whole interpretation experience. My conclusion about the object is that it is an idol from a society that worships play-doh.