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I sent off an email to the management company about a couple of small issues around the building we live in. I had composed it carefully, saved it overnight and rethought it today, took some things out... and then it bounced. Apparently the person who used to be the primary customer interface has left them. :P
My walk to Big Sky today was nice - a few sprinkles of rain, but nothing much to speak of. I didn't, however, write anything good while I was there. I was plagued by the need to get back home, because there's a package being delivered for Eor today, and this old guy who wanted to talk to me, sitting at the next table, hovering like a vulture and waiting for me to pause in my writing so that he could speak. He was actually very nice, and reminded me of old Mr. Levinsky (I make the distinction because I'm sure he has at least one son). I suppose it's not impossible that he was Mr. Levinsky, but I thought I heard he had died.
The only time I ever talked to Mr. Levinsky was some .. at least ten years ago (?) for around 20 minutes, so you can't ask me to be able to tell if this was the same person. I was in his store (which used to be a landmark around here, but this was the other store they had for a short time after they sold that landmark building). They had a huge picture on the wall of the store, depicting the store and some people who worked in it early on. He pointed out this one young guy in the picture and lamented that he was such a nice boy, who died young in WWII, not long after the picture was taken. He told me that some of the guys were trying to get together a group for some ritual that requires ten men (yeah, I can't recall the term*), and they were one guy short, so one of the guys ran across the road and borrowed this young man from the store (Levinsky's) to help them out, I guess without really explaining to anyone what they needed him for. He went, did everything he was asked, they completed the whole ritual thing, all was good... "He never once mentioned that he wasn't Jewish." They had assumed that if he worked for a store that was owned by a Jewish guy he was probably Jewish.
On my way back from Big Sky I paused so long at that weird six-way corner by the University, trying to figure out who was getting the light next, that a construction flagger (or possibly a school crossing guard?**) who was posted there stepped out and stopped traffic for me. :) Anyway, it was nice of him, because I'm obviously not a kid.
I don't know what, exactly, I have done or hit on, but recently I've been getting spam from gay pr0n sites. Like, real gay pr0n.
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catya tells me, is the word I was looking for.
**They look pretty much the same, don't they? Fluorescent green vests and hoodies. Around here I don't expect crossing guards to look any less scary than construction guys. The only difference might be that flaggers have a sign with a long handle that says 'stop' on one side and 'slow' on the other, whereas school crossing guards have short handles and their sign says 'stop' on both sides. I tried to see the other side of his sign and couldn't.
My walk to Big Sky today was nice - a few sprinkles of rain, but nothing much to speak of. I didn't, however, write anything good while I was there. I was plagued by the need to get back home, because there's a package being delivered for Eor today, and this old guy who wanted to talk to me, sitting at the next table, hovering like a vulture and waiting for me to pause in my writing so that he could speak. He was actually very nice, and reminded me of old Mr. Levinsky (I make the distinction because I'm sure he has at least one son). I suppose it's not impossible that he was Mr. Levinsky, but I thought I heard he had died.
The only time I ever talked to Mr. Levinsky was some .. at least ten years ago (?) for around 20 minutes, so you can't ask me to be able to tell if this was the same person. I was in his store (which used to be a landmark around here, but this was the other store they had for a short time after they sold that landmark building). They had a huge picture on the wall of the store, depicting the store and some people who worked in it early on. He pointed out this one young guy in the picture and lamented that he was such a nice boy, who died young in WWII, not long after the picture was taken. He told me that some of the guys were trying to get together a group for some ritual that requires ten men (yeah, I can't recall the term*), and they were one guy short, so one of the guys ran across the road and borrowed this young man from the store (Levinsky's) to help them out, I guess without really explaining to anyone what they needed him for. He went, did everything he was asked, they completed the whole ritual thing, all was good... "He never once mentioned that he wasn't Jewish." They had assumed that if he worked for a store that was owned by a Jewish guy he was probably Jewish.
On my way back from Big Sky I paused so long at that weird six-way corner by the University, trying to figure out who was getting the light next, that a construction flagger (or possibly a school crossing guard?**) who was posted there stepped out and stopped traffic for me. :) Anyway, it was nice of him, because I'm obviously not a kid.
I don't know what, exactly, I have done or hit on, but recently I've been getting spam from gay pr0n sites. Like, real gay pr0n.
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*"Minyan"
catya tells me, is the word I was looking for.**They look pretty much the same, don't they? Fluorescent green vests and hoodies. Around here I don't expect crossing guards to look any less scary than construction guys. The only difference might be that flaggers have a sign with a long handle that says 'stop' on one side and 'slow' on the other, whereas school crossing guards have short handles and their sign says 'stop' on both sides. I tried to see the other side of his sign and couldn't.
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are you rested & well enough for a walk on OOB
next week?
LTA
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