Remember? Reader?
Hey – totally remember this too: That the POV here is a cat’s. The narration is by a grey cat named Grey Baby or GB – that can also stand for ganja baby. He’s got this guy that he has chosen who loves his ganja – eating it, smoking it, growing it … generally the dude here believes that ganja can indeed solve many of the ills facing society. So GB responds by having a little dialog every so often – of course all pet enthusiast and lovers alike – we all know that they indeed speak English – from time-to-time.
That’s a later story … this guy I chose then – I’m the narrator – GB. This guy is scott and he is a cool cat. Real cool – hairless two-legged, funny assed looking – no tailed. Cat. He is that – I simply have never seen one like this one before – they all meow that this kind is no longer alive among us. Among US All – the cats I mean – the two-legged hairless smelly ones are stooped – they mostly act like dogs and monkeys. A few though are cats fo sho and a few are lizards. Cats and lizards do not really like each other – we both enjoy sunshine – so we tolerate and stay away mostly.
Mostly.
This whole story is about this cat-man that foiled a plan by a lizard-man and that led to bad stuff. Like no food – no fresh … that’s bad – real bad. No fresh is so bad that its like the end of the world. Its worser than a soiled kitkat pan. Anyway, I’ll go on one about that pan – so I like outside and the cat-guy – he feeds Tiki and lets me out. I end up then mousing or him – his place is always clear. Now he and I are friends so that I get him – like a cat friend that meows about good places to find fresh. Like I was thinking – the fresh is the most. If there is no fresh there is only lizards. That is not good.
The dude here gives me the fresh and so I stay for him. I’m GB and this is what the dude here was telling me about his first job. I gather that was the way he got the fresh for himself. So it makes sense to me that I listen to the story. The gang that meows about the place to find the fresh in the wet is correct. So I’ listened to his story. It went like this …
“GB” saiz the dude.
Purr,purr. As if he thinks I’ll answer in that strange sound he makes. Anyway.
“GB – my gosh the food you eat is so amazing. I might need to eat this as the first job is not going on anymore. It’s hard to come by the ‘fresh’ so I take a measure of joy in getting this ‘fresh’ to you.
‘purr, purr
“gb, I swear you just screamed NOWWWW at me. How WOODE!” I smile and place the food tray down. This cat – he is so fortunate – has Tiki FRESH and has a ledge to jump onto to eat – not the floor like a dog. Anyway, FRESH is the whole enchilada here.
The drive to Florida was uneventful/. The drive from Cleveland to Columbus to catch the next leg of the cross country to LA was tense. I really wasn’t into the relationship any more. I wanted out and then again was aware that Cleveland is tense enough with work. The need to land that new teacher first year gig would transform me.
It required a certain clarity and single-minded purpose that I was not very glad to pursue. Machiavellian.
I allowed my Self to become persuaded to ask that relationship out to the coast with me. It was doomed from jump – yet – once again I have come to clarity. That partner was right on with her interpretation of eric “rick-the doctor” alan frohlich. A person I believed to hold a position of best friend with scott bloom and my self and a group of other very confident people. Wealthy, smart, driven, connected – people who were ‘going places’. My first job as a school teacher landed me only 97 miles from the center of the known universe santa monica.
‘do they have FRESH there, dude? Let’s gooooooo nowwwwwww meeooowwwww” GB implores in the most amusing way – only cats can do the NAG and make it seem cute.
NO gb – we are not going there now and yes thy have FRESH – very good FRESH too.
Continuing then in the spirit and vein of Benjamin Hoff, author of THE TAO OF POOH; the drama surrounding my foray into the job and career field was begun. From the moment I first took the letter addressed to alumni of places I never had been a student I ran with the option. In the end the small details that seem to make or break a story are developed.
I enjoyed the opportunities that a private school offered. I began to learn about teaching and learning & loving IT. The journey was on track towards a place of dreams. I was a teacher and then I was a Credentialed Teacher. I am the eldest sibling. I had and have a desire to display that stature. It is my nature…
Obviously, what happens to a philosophy undergraduate in a philosophy-based masters program aligned at that time with Jesuit framing? What happens is a teacher who emerges to face the world on a mission. Right or wrong, good and bad are minimal distractions to me. I focus on the mettle and worth of a person: in terms non material. I have no need for that aspect of living. Truly.
Though, now I seek the luxury that I am destined to receive. By my own doing I designed a mechanical structure by which I may help myself to that which I desire- once my basic needs are met I enjoy a lifestyle of luxurious standards. Teaching on salary was never going to provide that lifestyle.
I needed to think bigger – I found E-Myth & Michael Gerber, new Horizons Computer Learning Centers: a Wade Family franchise operation … I found a means by which I might go about living and obtaining a lifestyle that would lead to a family of my own. I met Carolynne and My delusional doing perse? Yes.
Checkmate became a mantra and in the end my foe is that friend who went insane with a RESET by his remaining best man. I had a major legitimate purpose for leaving teaching and also for ultimately breaking restraining order that had been placed, under oath, in a four hour conversation.
Details make this story and in that spirit the narration will continue on in the personified voiceand tone of GB: A friendly year old kitten of playful proportions. He is happy and well fed and well. We are getting well. In 28 Days Sandra Bullock’s treatment of a recovery program and struggle – I find that the descriptions are true in many ways- after the release one should go through a plant. Keep it alive and then have a pert. Together against the world. Go for a job and then the relationship. I’m a solid citizen and I am working to clear MY name. Its imperative to show the world that a stuffed animal and a card are not stalking.
It means something to many people that I am a Law abiding citizen to the best of my ability. We all watch each other here to remain safe. That is what community always meant- we forgot to learn to love learning. We weren’t often shown that example. To relay that to children in instruction fails t o tackle the question of: what must we do to survive as a community – doing what we do – against the stampeded of time and Others around the globe? It is a global economy folks and in 16 days the world will change again. Have you made the preparations you need to make? I have and I am.
First job again it seems. I am willing to change my self in order to make an effort to change with society as it evolves. I can be flexible in thinking as disclosures become apparent. I am a safe person, mostly, in all I do. I am also a youngish man who enjoys life to the fullest. It’s in my nature to handle IT all. So ido handle it all.
I have a team of people still developing themselves to meet whatever may indeed be coming. “Santa is coming” is posted on a neighbor’s home. I believe that he and she and they believe that too. Its place to fall in love with and a place safe enough to wander around at all hours – usually – to view stars and sunsets. To hike and fall in love – no other place to compare with Ojai. It is a place to call home and I am now working towards displaying a place value again.
I once did a project called The Great Planet Project. First job teaching related and theme based interwoven curriculum and life development training. Hi tech with a lo budget due to the Space Science Adventure Camp Series at The University School. Senator John Glenn endorsed it fully with his presence. In a nutshell – my first job was a rural school – public – in a place that had and has a rather interesting cross section of humanity. Details.
“Meow”
“GB – in a moment … Please go earn it- mouse a bit.” And so it goes… to eat is to earn. To earn is to need to eat. From first job to first ‘mission’: Glad to have uncovered spies and Nazis. Basterds –
Now I have a new job emerging…
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