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These are the journals of a fictional/factual being...
July 21, 1997 As time goes on..I will place thoughts and meanders here. I think we need to meander more with each
other. All truly great changes in life come from the time when we pause to think about what we want. I look forward
to the coming years, and hope that you do too. MAGIC is at your fingertips. (OKAY, Maybe under your nose is better)
I found myself wondering if there was an underground tunnel to connect Bill Gate's new place with Michael Jackson's Neverland...maybe even Graceland!
Sept. 29- I just heard that Bill Gates has doubled his net worth in the last year (approx $50 BILLION). I wonder
if any of the people that have worked so hard (at his side) have increased THEIR worth. And..what has happened
to all the good little people that discovered all the technologies that BILL STOLE. I am sure that it is an almost
unimaginable # of folks who had lost it all struggling to make Bill rich, or working for their dream of a universally
compatible standard. Who gets all the money??? (BILL DOES)!? Remember how he has continually said that his software
is better than ANYPRODUCTNAMEHERE because it is FREE. UNTIL YOU ARE HOOKED! Sounds a little like the model
of a successful drug dealer to me.
OK; maybe I am wrong. Maybe he is going to feel remorse & pay back some of what he owes. I suggest that he
put his books together in Office 97's Excel using a Pentium Processor and the windows calculator, promising to
give back to the workers the amount generated by the rounding errors for a year (that is if it runs a year without crashing. (-:
Time for a new way. Here comes Lotus!!!
The doghouse was created by Mike Berardi, Sr..
It had an "dog" for every member of the family. If someone did SOMETHING wrong to anyone in the family,
they were "put in the doghouse". They stayed there until they made amends for whatever they had done.
It was also thought that putting people in the doghouse for awhile BEFORE you actually talked to them about their
wrongdoing, helped to remove some of your own anger and hurt, thereby making the confrontation less dramatic.
We all watched Blanche, I think, because SHE was the one WATCHING you.
I have been toying with the idea of writing for sometime now. My typing is getting better, and I think I will give it a whirl. I am starting April 24, 1999 so give me a chance to get it up. I am researching what is needed for the stories to be able to be read by text-to-voice programs. Probably not available right away. Sorry.
January 2000
Under the category of "Be careful what you ask for, you just might get it"----
Last year I decided that I needed a new job. I was tired of living in Southern California, and one trip to Reno I detoured over to Santa Cruz (the reason for this city is told elsewhere) to check it out. I didn't think there was enough work in Sa nta Cruz, but decided that Santa Clara (the closest major city) was a potential Candidate. I even got a paper from there. I went back to work in Anaheim Hills and didn't do much about it. 4 months later, I was out of work and looking. I needed a place to stay and just then got a call from my brother saying he needed a house-sitter so I had a free place to live. As a side benefit, we got a chance to spend time getting to know each other after many years of distant and sporadic communication. I decided that I didn't WANT a job until after Y2k, and that it had to be high level and serious enough to participate in high-level conferences like Lotusphere. I posted my information on the Internet, and wouldn't you know it I got a call from a firm in Santa Clara (I now know this is Silicon Valley). I went to the interview, and while there actually found an apartment community that likes animals (for Lucy Liu and Lickity Split). Someone gave notice while I was there and I left a deposit for this "only opening". It is close to the new office so I don't even have to commute. My cell phone company informed me that my phone contract was up in January so I needed a new phone #. I now have a new number in Santa Clara. My first assignment, on the first day for this company is to go to Lotusphere in ORLANDO. I'm going to Disneyworld...It all works out if you let it.
Oct 2001 - I finally broke down and bought a battery operated drill. I looked at all the options, in all the models. After looking at all the manufacturers, I realized that what I REALLY wanted, was a Black and Decker. This was my first drill (1974) and it had lasted through years of hard use when I lead a construction crew (still running in 2002). I looked through all the shelves, but there was limited selection...and no Black and Decker. After checking them all out some more, I found a salesperson to talk to. I asked her which of all the drills was her favorite (meaning cool and functional). She said the Black and Decker, but they didn't send her very many and she had been out for some time. We walked over to the same section I was in and immediately picked out a bright orange drill, sitting all by itself in the middle of an empty shelf. I swear it was not there 10 seconds ago. Where had THAT come from!!!? It is the COOLEST...Thank You.