Cheryl

He liked to brag about how much money he had, said he made a lot of money, and fancied himself a business man. I had invented a telescoping trash pick-up tool I could carry in my pocket several years ago. It worked but not that well. The problem was a matter of physics. The distance of travel of the handle was not sufficient to open the grabber wide enough. I like a no-litter environment on my walks, but bending over is trying to my back. So I got a new idea a few months ago. It was two telescoping poles that act like squeeze tongs. Very simple.

I needed two telescoping fishing poles at fifteen dollars a piece from Ralleys. Had to remove the handles and the eyes so the rods are clean. Couldn't really afford it, so one day I hit up Al for the seed money. Said I would build two - one for him and one for myself. Tried to get fifty bucks out of him. Well he led me to believe. This was a first for me. I always had the money for my inventions, but no more. He said he didn't want one. He gave me twenty bucks. I said how about thirty? He said no. So I told everyone that for the first time, I had finally got someone to finance one of my inventions. I never use names or give away people's identities in my storytelling unless I am sure they wouldn't mind. I can't even remember people's names. Maybe because I am too much of gossip. After a time looking around in a few stores I settled on what would be the appropriate elements. I decided to quit prevaricating and go ahead with it.

I hit him up for another ten dollars. He said, "You f__ked me out of the first twenty. I am not giving you anymore." I screwed the business man. That was a blow. My first business backer turns into a piker. So the next time I saw him I said I had information for him. I knew he had a prejudice against a certain subject and I said, "I got information that you will love. It enforces those great prejudices you have and proves them as well. You are going to love it, what you've waited for all your life". He said, "What is it?". I said give me ten bucks and I will tell you and even give the web address. He said, "I don't want any web address", and got mad and left. I had already given him hours of information. I give him what I got for free, but he can't give what he got more than me. That's the way people are and think. So I used the twenty to get the first pole. Then I had to break-down and buy the rest. So he did motivate it at least and it is almost done.

Gang of Quail coming around lately in the evening, two dozen of them. Most of them young. Seems like there has been a dearth of offspring in the bird world this year. Have never seen so many ducklings at the lake as this year, I would guess ten times the normal offspring. What's up with that? Now these quail are using the same route across the roof as the Peacock and in the same time-frame of early evening. Wonder what it means?

Last evening Cliff came over and brought me a Rubin Sandwich. He takes me out to dinner every so often. How lucky am I. He is about twenty-four, five feet nine or so, dark hair of medium length and the most intellectual person I have ever met next to me. We discuss a host of things, but mostly philosophy. He stays for a couple of hours then leaves. He is versed in most of my work. Last night we discussed self-discovery. He is still under the influence of the conditioning of the progressive paradigm, of which we all are subject, so we disagree about many things. We each argue our side for a minute or two and then it is onto another subject. He can go from one subject to another at lightening speed.

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