Thursday, September 4, 2008

One of the White Wolf's GF fed me too, today!


He is bonus good Karma!

Thanks Delia for the handouts. She is a lovely neighbor whom I've talked to on occasion because she was another one of Al's many gift bearing GFs.

Today, Delia gave him a brimming 2 lbs of cut up Bologna, some Chunks of ham, Salami and beef. She gave me also 4 nice ham and cheese sandwiches which I have already dug into, adding some lettuce and Condiments. Um Um In my life recently, Native neighbors have been the most generous.

Turns out her husband's name is Klaus, too, and parlays the German! She has promised to introduce him soon. Such a great conversation piece my White Wolf is. My life is brimming with good karma although I am poor, because of him.

I used to think that was impossible, happiness without money!

There are good cops everywhere doing good work. All you need to do with anyone to get the best response is respect them. That can save your life in today's world where cops can be stressed, plus poorly vetted for the job.

They are armed and some are itching to use their weapons, given a half chance.

Best not to escalate a situation. That doesn't mean you have to be intimidated by them either. Although I get pretty abusive verbally when someone gets that way with me, violence doesn't enter my brain. Unless it's to defend myself. Then there will be no holds barred.

It was like the White Wolf, today, at the lake. He had tooth to tooth, tete et tete. The younger guy was alpha but mine broke off and came to me as soon as the other guy's owner stood in. (Too soon I thought-M was watching and thought she saw him knee him roughly- I saw a male rough alpha play gesture.) I like our independent friendship with the love of animals in common.

She is also quite the activist and politically aware, from the sounds her stories of protest. Not many, (she's not as self promoting as I am) but still we are in the same groove--left of center.

I told her as she helped me stuff flier with leaflets, that she brought to mind a fantasy of political campaigning that anyone might have, especially a writer, about having intelligent, pretty, young, idealistic women in my circles.

I almost sound like that Nobel prize winner (a while back) who said the same thing on As it Happens, Radio One, CBC,

"What finer things in life are there, Micheal, than beautiful, intelligent young women and Psychedelic drugs?"