2003

Thursday January 02, 2003

Today I filed in New York State Small Claims Court an action demanding of Northern Westchester Hospital Center to return the $1,300 I paid for the services performed in January of 2002. My Nature of Action is that no professional services were rendered. I cited the events in the emergency room only. If they also want to discuss post-admission care (even though the hospital did not charge for this because I was discharged the next day), I will discuss the mysterious injection for which there was no prescription, as well as the fact that Dr. Foeppel left prescriptions for diarrhea and nausea which were never filled nor administered, and the fact that I fell unconscious for three hours without anyone noticing.

I also mentioned the fact that despite Dr. Salerno's diagnosis (i.e., "psychiatric disorder"), I was not admitted into the psychiatric ward of the hospital.

In the courtroom I will mention how she yelled at me when I kicked at the time the IV was inserted into me: "DON'T YOU DARE KICK ME! HOW OLD ARE YOU? THIRTY-FIVE YEARS OLD?! DON'T YOU DARE KICK ME!"

Not the mode of behavior one might expect from a psychiatrist.

When I speak to my opposing council I will demand complete documentation of her medical credentials, including her degree from the University of South Carolina, which still hasn't explained what happened to their graduate.

And as for Georgie-Pooh, I would very strongly recommend of the Republican Party to acknowledge the fact that his re-election campaign does not look promising. They should find another candidate.

And of course that isn't Georgie's fault. Despite my "psychiatric disorder", I am responsible for everybody.

He's my oldest baby. Step-aside Barbara.

Monday January 06, 2003

I have decided that President George Bush is the greatest world leader to have ever existed. I will be voting for him in the next election and would like to ask all Democratic candidates to withdraw their pursuits.

And I would like to revise the facts presented herein about Monica Christiensen (of Lord & Taylor). She did not speak English only in cliches. She spoke an Oxford level English and her family is not from a Yiddish speaking Austrian community, but rather from southern Germany.

Tuesday January 07, 2003

This is my economic stimulus package:

Instead of paying OPEC in the form of cash, we could trade oil and gas for goods and services made in the United States. This would include William's meals and would divert the money away from terrorism and palatial self-aggrandizement. (This idea occurred to me as I was working at my Sauder desk this morning.)

Returning to the subject of the children and teenagers...

January's Supplemental Assignment

Target country: Tunisia

Target concept: Mediterranean climate

Target word: suffrage

I want the children to investigate the reason why I selected these. If they choose to incorporate this information in their letters, its purpose will likely be conversational.

Diary of a Septic Tank

Vivian was at home. Her husband William was at a political meeting. She and her mother-in-law sat on a couch. Vivian was sewing while watching over her baby. The mother was doing nothing. Then Vivian's four year old approached her.

Child: "Mommy, why is Daddy a begger?"

Friday January 10, 2003

Korea's president is talking to the former United States Ambassador to the United Nations, Bill Richardson.

To the best of my knowledge, this was unplanned. Henceforth, credit goes to the children and teenagers. Unfortunately, President Bush is not acknowledging this.

Don't say That's okay. It isn't. By saying this you are validating the cultural condition which titled me anti-social because I refused to allow someone else to sign their name to my copyrights.

But we will have to take the next step anyway.

I need the children and teenagers to write to North Korea's president and ask nicely, yet assertively, for peace. The fastest postal route is via their Embassies or Mission. Their research on Korean culture should enable them to talk with a respectable level of sophistication.

On another subject...

There is something I have not told you. I knew this before I opened this website but withheld the information because I did not want to drag an innocent person through the mud. Even if he is the son of Adolph Schicklegruber Hitler, that does not mean he is guilty of anything. And I am assuming he has led a very tragic life.

I am coming forward with this today because two customers helped me with the research. I am withholding their names.

Near my home (a twenty minute drive) lives a man named Adolf Schick. He is in his 70's and has lived there since before I was poisoned.

He has a mild accent which no one can identify. This suggests to me it must be Yiddish.

He lives with his 100 year old mother who has a very intense accent.

And these customers made me realize he lives near the offices of IBM.

If one drives twenty minutes more, one will find the government office my mother worked in. And when she blew the whistle, she talked about the set-up of the recently established IBM computers. According to her, these were designed to leak buckets of cash. This IBM office was built at approximately the same time my mother's office became computerized.

My mother's manager, Cuban born Margaret Herrera (married name Joblanaski--exact spelling unknown), was obsessed with her computer, insisting she wanted a private terminal in her office. My mother's supervisor, Jerome Kalmar, was not obsessed.

I have tried to explain this to Georgie-Pooh.

January's Animal

Zoological classification; Ursine

concept; environmental impact

word; ecology

Part II, January 10, 2003

I would like to address a few other issues in addition to that which I discussed this morning.

I recently saw on Dateline NBC a story about California insurance companies and the earthquake damage of several years ago which remains unpaid for. A government employee whistleblower released information to the legislature which jeopardized her job, license to practice law, and led to her arrest. The released information was the confidential agreement between insurance companies and the state government which was deemed by her as "egregious". I would like to add the word rapacious.

I do not understand the legal condition which enabled confidentiality in any agreement formulated between the government and any company, especially if these are publicly owned companies cared for by trustees. It is my understanding that no such information can be withheld from the public. Henceforth, her action of releasing the information was her fiduciary responsibility. It was not she who should have been arrested. The Bar Association should discipline anyone who would not do what she did, unless I am misunderstanding the law.

And if the documentary was correct in characterizing all those who committed their signatures to the agreement as acting fraudulently and unconscionably, then attorneys representing the financial victims should petition for its nullification.

On another subject...

I saw my hairdresser today. She complained of split-ends everywhere.

A few days ago I asked my manager to cut-back my hours from 40 to 32.

My period was two days late, which means that trouble is coming.

On a related subject...

I would like someone to explain why the natural antibiotic I used last Winter, St. John's Wort, is named after John the Baptist. However, this could not have been what they were fishing for as it is not an aquatic botanical.

I have also been reading the books of Luke and Mark. It is explained that Jesus touched those afflicted by leprocy thereby healing them.

But in neither of these books, as well as the book of Matthew, is the word miracle ever used. Our Christian culture ascribed this term, perhaps erroneously. But it is difficult to correctly understand anything when most of chapter 4 of the book of Matthew is missing, as well as the corresponding chapters in Luke and Mark.

If you will recall, on July 22nd I yearned for a Padma28 cream because my digestive system was too disabled to process the pills. So therefore I bathed in it. Placing it in the tea kettle and inhaling it also helped.

Has the ancient Tibetan recipe been in any way modified from its original form? Or was there more than one original form?

Monday January 13, 2003

An acknowledgement is long overdue.

As I explained, I had to print 1,000 covers of my book for private publication. I only printed 140 books. My printer, Foley Graphics, generously stored the 860 covers for no charge for these past seven years.

The company I work with for this website is Graphics owned by Ralph Kraus--a different company. I would have returned to Foley, but I was too weak to drive down there, especially since it is in the opposite direction of The Vitamin Shoppe. And Staples is up the street from Ralph's store. I am currently writing this on my half-hour lunch, as I often do. It is not an inconvenience since it is very rare that I am hungry for lunch.

I have felt very guilt about abandoning Foley for this project, but decided it was an impossible arrangement. Aside from the fact I had no idea when I initiated it that it would be this big, and that I would make so many more than the original entries. And if I do leave Ralph's store, it will be for a private computer. But I am still waiting for something made in the USA of Sauder quality.

On another subject...

I am reentering my book on eBay. I predict that if they interfere again, they will have a very angry Deity on their hands, although I admit I have no personal knowledge of this as I did before September 11th, 2001. Georgie-Pooh was warned about interfering with this website. He ignored it.

On another subject...

I would like to satisfy everyone's curiosity and explain that I do NOT intend to make Iraq February's country. This is because I believe that my no-cash/plug-leaks policy should be adequate to resolve this madness. Although I would appreciate if the children and teenagers would follow-up on this policy, as I suspect they already have. But nonetheless, I have a different issue to target.

January's Stone-Age Culture

Society; !Kung

Location; ?

Issue; Resource Depletion

Question; Do male hunters always have authority over female non-hunters?

Do NOT not use material written by non-eye witnesses. They often heroically correct the eye witness, achieve acclaim in their field as superior researchers, and if one looks carefully at their own words--they don't believe what they are saying.

Wednesday January 15, 2003

I am tired of wondering what kind of jerk William would be if I talked to him face-to-face. I want the media to perform such an interview. I want to also see his artwork of which he is so proud.

My prospective husband would have been a complete idiot face-to-face, I realized later.

The Donald could barely speak English. He carefully hid this from me.

What these men are doing by sending subliminal messages is assigning spokespeople to communicate for them because they cannot speak. Then they demand of me to beg them for money because it is their only claim to being men.

William, for a reason I do not understand, did not check to see if my pupils were dilating despite his claim to swimming expertise.

And is probably jealous of my book because his level of English is on the fourth grade.

Friday January 17, 2003

I have reentered my book on eBay. The account is still frozen.

The New York Times has tried for years to help me find a husband. And each technique of help they imposed was eventually realized by them to be counter-productive.

Do they remember Charlie at the courthouse? In the end, they resented him more than I.

What about the attorney I saw out of the corner of my eye who tracked me down, and then demanded of me to engage in ridiculous begging for a job as a receptionist in his office?

William, like Donald and David (my prospective husband), insisted that I must prove that I am not after their money, while simultaneously insisting that I pursue for money.

There is one thing which The Times has not tried--depriving the male of all his demands.

I know from experience it works.

And I also know that while these men may have led The Times to believe they love me, they could not because there is no respect for me. Respect is the first priority in any relationship.

I would like to remind The Times of the concept of battered wives syndrome. Among its many characteristics is the females' pursuit for a non-abusive relationship. If the male beats her up because the house was inadequately vacuumed, she believes that vacuuming is the answer. If he beats her up because his dinner was not ready on time, she improves her scheduling skills.

The reality is that the success of such marriages is best accomplished through law enforcement techniques. That is, he must learn to respect her.

Please do an experiment. Let the book loose for one hour. Then you will see how quickly William calls. And if William does not call, I will never insult you again.

On the subject of my health...

The vaginal yeast infection was an erroneous diagnosis. I am NOT blaming the doctor. It was a professional mistake. He could not have speculated on the possible form of a new form of gas from Afghanistan.

I tried to see this doctor again but could not acquire an emergency appointment. I had such an appointment with the third gynecologist involved with this. And I believe William knows the nature of the bacteria.

I declared it an emergency because I felt a very slight weakness in my legs, such as that which I experienced in severe form before the January and July visits to the hospital.

I was placed on the birth control pill to raise my estrogen level. My traumas ten days after my period were caused by an inability to ovulate. And my recent night sweats were caused by this also.

William is worried that I will gain weight while on this medication.

I am also on the generic form of Flagyl.

It is an irony of my history with this disease. This was the first antibiotic I experimented with in January of 2001. I don't remember what theory I was experimenting with. But I do remember this was at the time I was calling across the country desperate for information. A Texan doctor explained to me that I should have my doctor write out this prescription because it won't hurt me. It didn't work. However this time I am combining it with the Padma28.

Over the past week I have experienced the return of lower back pains, and slight neck and back paralyses. This has just reversed and my appetite is rebounding. I was almost crying as I ate lunch today.

Monday February 03, 2003

February's Targets

Country; China

concepts; political alliances with Iraq and Korea

word; diplomacy

Supplemental country; Saudi Arabia

                         concept; OPEC

                         words; acronym

                                      purdah

                                      coverture

Stone-Age cultures; Bedouin

location; choose from selection

concept; animal husbandry

words; nomad

            acculturation

Animal taxonomic classification

Order, primates

       Superfamily, Hominoidea

       Family, Hominidae

       subfamily, Homininae

concept; study of supply and demand

word; economics

Research equipment (for current and future use);

works by Elizabeth Warnock Fernea

Statistical question; What is the ratio of male to female trading partners (e.g., Arab Sheiks, etc.) of your adopted company?

Original February Targets

This is the material I selected before I realized there are children of soldiers who need to contribute to the safe return of their parents.

Country; Ivory Coast

concepts; child slave labor

                   negative reciprocity

                   international law

Papio hamadryas

Order, primates

Superfamily, Cercopithecoidea

                 family, ?

           subfamily, ?

concept; dominance hierarchy

words; genus

             species

Supplemental animal; Mandrillus sphinx

Paleolithic culture; Netsilik Eskimo

question; Do they have social stratification?

word; culture

Neolithic culture; Papuans

location; ?

question; What is a Big Man?

word; anthropology

Research equipment; any thorough anthropological dictionary.

Statistical question; How much is spent on labor by your adopted company?

Wednesday February 05, 2003

Dear Mr. Sadaam Hussein;

Is it true that on September 11th, 2001 a fifth plane was arranged to strike New York City, but consequential of the Federal Aviation Administration's valiant efforts to ground all flights, it was never airborne?

And is it true that the purpose of striking each of the World Trade Towers just prior to this intended final incident, was NOT to bite the corporate hand which feeds you and your allies, but rather to eliminate the glare caused by the glass of these buildings?

And is it true that the final target was the United Nations building, NOT because you were biting the hands of your political allies who pretend to be our friends (i.e., United Kingdom, France, Russia, China, etc.), but rather because of what was on the agenda for 10 am that morning--the September 09th murder of Ahmed Shah Masood, a man with whom all said countries were united with in our unanimous efforts to overthrow the Taliban? (Not even Queen Septic likes the Taliban.)

And is it also true that only you, Osama ben Laden, and the hijackers knew of this?

Wednesday February 12, 2003

Additional February Targets

Extant society; Kwakiutl

Cultural issues; shamanism

Archeological suborder; Plesiadapiformes

Questions; Did primates and dinosaurs coexist?

What does paleo- mean?

What is onto-?

What is -logy?

Research equipment (for current and future use); any thorough work on animal nomenclature.

On another subject...

This is my health care reform proposal.

But before I go any further, I would like to explain my health insurance policy.

With Mutual of Omaha, I have two policies. One covers injuries and has a $25 deductible and time limit of six months after the event. The other is for non-injuries. It has a $5,000 deductible. I pay approximately $2,500-per-year for both. I used to have prescription coverage. However, it did not involve co-payments. Rather, it was a negotiated discount with companies such as CVS pharmacy. A few years ago, the company reduced my annual premium by approximately $1,000-per-year, while eliminating prescription coverage, and the cost of office visits. I can't speak for the company, but my guess is that processing every small claim item is very expensive. As I explained on September 18, 2002 regarding my mother's Estate, the more you itemize your accounting system, the more expensive it becomes. Mutual of Omaha had converted this into a simple catastrophe insurance plan. I liked the idea. But even when I first saw the policy ten years ago, I liked the idea of the small premium coupled by a large deductible. I reasoned that because I attempt to use herbs and vitamins for as many issues as possible, this was appropriate for me. And after a four-and-a-half year illness (which may be over as I have begun to loose weight), I spent a total of 24 hours in a hospital bed.

This is what would have minimized my out-of-pocket expenses:

An immediate and accurate diagnosis. Under this circumstance, the free samples my doctor gave me of Valtrex would have offset most of my pharmaceutical/anti-infectious expenses.

But we still do not have diagnostic equipment which analyzes the neurons.

And we still do not have a medical community which understands the fact that most undiagnosable conditions involve a physical dysfunction of the nervous system. I was fortunate in that my doctor believed me because he could see in my face that something was wrong. But how many doctors have his medical insightfulness?

An insurance company which is ahead of its time in that it has a clause for victims of biochemical attacks.

And such clause should acknowledge such as injurious.

And extend the time limit from six months to five years in acknowledgement of the fact that recognizing one's condition of victimization can take at least six months as the ailment is slow to develop and requires much in-depth analysis of the actions of individuals we encountered who seemed unsuspicious. And, of course, diagnosis and treatment may take a few years within our current medical system.

A government which would have given me the paperwork to substantiate that a biochemical attack occurred.

The Bush Administration still has not acknowledged this fact.

When politicians address the issue of health care reform, they often discuss diabetics. This is how I would like to discuss the issue:

I would like researchers to test the livers and pituitary glands of all such victims. Insulin is a hormone, and these organs dominate its production and post-production inactivation.

If such imbalances exist, I would like researchers to experiment with the herbal remedies which worked for me.

Another issue which dominates health care reform is arthritis. When I worked in the vitamin store many people walked in our door desperate for solutions. We had a huge selection which frustrated customers. There are many biochemical causes.

I would like a test to establish a biochemical profile of this condition in each afflicted individual.

When I worked at the pharmacy, it was, of course, demanded of me to formulate a national resolution for our prescription crisis. I know I am not going to make many friends for saying this, but the more pharmaceutical coverage people had, the more drugs they typically bought. I couldn't convince myself that these people needed a pill for everything (i.e., eat, sleep, etc.). And then after they picked up their collection, they went behind the wheel of their car and drove home. This was no good to anyone.

But if we are going to formulate a national prescription program, then it must include vitamins and herbs which are established as necessary through biochemical testing.

Diary of a Septic Tank

It was early November of 1998. Vivian began to work at Lord & Taylor.

She was still alive.

In early December, Monica Christiensen began to work at this same store. She participated in an abbreviated version of the executive training program. She was the only such participant.

On December 21st, Monica was finally placed on Lord & Taylor payroll.

On this same day, Filomena, Vivian's Area Sales Manager of Casual Sportswear (whom she once almost addressed as Mom), took the only sick day Vivian ever witnessed her to take. And a few days later, Vivian experienced the same symptoms.

Toward the end of December, Vivian was standing next to Filomena's desk in Filomena's stock room. She was reaching for her asthma inhaler in her bag as Filomena was complaining that she could not shed her flu-like symptoms. They were the only two people afflicted.

In January of 1999, Monica assumed the role as manager of the Children's Department. Sales then sharply declined.

One of Monica's associates was Maryanna. She used to work in Vivian's department of Casual Sportswear. She was always on the phone with her husband, and never entered the fitting room. When she cleaned the floor she walked over to a mannequin, unknotted a sweater positioned on the shoulders, moved the sleeves back and forth and then re-knotted it. But she took every register sale possible. They did not work on commission but statistics were important. Vivian made it her goal to sell at least $1,000-per-day, and/or 1% of store sales.

It was the fall of 1999. Vivian was battling her alleged cancer condition, pneumonia, and partial collapse of her upper right lung. Filomena gave her permission to lock her vitamins in her desk as Vivian was taking 300 pills-per-day. And once, as she noticed Vivian taking these, this manager shook her finger at her and disciplined, "Take your vitamins." And when Vivian was finished laughing she did.

It was November 23, 1999, Dr. Amy Salerno was given her New York State License to practice as a physician, Filomena was promoted and transferred (effective within a few days), and Monica became Vivian's manager.

Diana was transferred as a sales associate a few days before. She was always on the phone, took two hour lunches (only one hour on the clock), occasionally entered a fitting room, and arranged for the visits of friends unassociated with Lord & Taylor in the stock room where they discussed the last time they had sex with their boyfriends.

Vivian had long talks with her best friend at Lord & Taylor, Catherine. Diana used to work in her department. She also endlessly complained, especially about the fact that she only did $600-per-day. This should have led to automatic termination. The company called it productivity. It produced an analysis every week.

It was so bad Vivian and her co-worker Helen, kept a diary. They complained, and complained, and complained, and complained to Kathy, Dina, Chris, Deborah, Monica and everyone else who would listen. No help arrived.

Finally one day Vivian had a fitting room which was rapidly filling-up with discarded clothes, a few customers, and a telephone which was ringing. Who was on the phone? One of Diana's friends, of course.

"Hello...hello...hello..," Vivian said. Then she hung-up the phone.

Diana, who never noticed anything across the room, noticed this: "Did you just hang-up the phone on one of my friends. THAT'S SO RUDE!!!"

Vivian did not know what happened next. Maybe security noticed it? Or maybe Diana complained to Monica, who did not speak enough English to respond? Perhaps she turned this over to Dina? Maybe this was too much even for her? The personal phone calls then stopped, as did the two hour lunches.

In April of 2000 Vivian was suspended with pay. During this week, she was summoned for a meeting with Kathy McTigue--general manager, and Deborah Walker Hauptman--human resources manager. Kathy told her to stop telling Lord & Taylor associates that Monica poisoned her inhaler.

But Vivian NEVER made any such allegation.

And Kathy did not threaten with a slander suit, nor invoke the involvement of the legal department. This was surprising. It was a meeting in which Vivian was accused of everything, including her inability to explain to new associates that clothes on the floor must be picked-up.

It was September of 2000, a few months after Vivian left Lord & Taylor. Vivian visited a few of her co-workers as they were stock-clerking. Of course, there were no customers around. It was evening of a weekday in a devalued department. Vivian starred at Monica's skin tone wishing she had a color photo of Hitler.

Monica; "Are you going to stay here?"

Vivian said she was.

Monica; "And scare away my customers."

Vivian; "Probably."

Monica called security and explained that she was sitting on a table and had to leave. Vivian was actually leaning on it. It was not Monica's intention to lie, but rather, she did not speak enough English to use correct language. Nonetheless, security came and asked her to leave.

In 2001, Vivian had several conversations with the afore-mentioned higher managers. She was asking to visit her friends. She was told to sit in the restaurant for several hours and receive each one of them. They did not want the unprofessional behavior of scaring away the customers. Vivian reminded one such manager that they tolerated associates who spent endless hours on the phone while their departments experienced the highest amount of customer theft. (Both Diana and Maryanna worked in Jones Sport--the heaviest victimized of our departments. The specialist was a hard-worker named Lorraine who spent much time in the stock room, and helping Vivian become a specialist.) So Vivian was given permission to briefly visit each person. She asked for this in writing but was refused.

What Vivian never discussed was the fact that sometimes managers bring their children to work. Kathy McTigue was witnessed bringing her daughter, but never her son. Why?

Two years later, one of Vivian's gynecologists drew a bacterial sample and turned this over to researchers. The third infection was finally isolated. The possible cure was the generic form of Flagyl coupled with Padma28.

Vivian soon witnessed advocacy of Monica's anti-visitation policy.

And after she published on her website the information about September 11th and the United Nations as the ultimate target, her employer Staples, informed her, "We are with you." She then received a $10 bill as an award for her good score on the Mystery Shop.

And in March of 2003, Vivian received the following letter from an attorney.

I represent the defendant in the small claims court action. As per the tutelage of WNBC's Judge Judy, I am invoking the Clean Hands defense.

The plaintiff does not have clean hands in that she was illegally photographed in the nude by spy satellites while she was in her home. The intention of such photography was invasion of privacy, and compromise of national security at this time of heightened alert and awareness. All involved Bush Administration officials are prepared to publicly acknowledge this, and testify under-oath. All such photographs will be published on a website we will establish with the intention of blackmail, exposure of our illegal activity, and discrediting her before the children she attempts to help educate.

The plaintiff must acknowledge her psychiatric disorder.

Friday February 14, 2003

CORRECTION: Filomena took two sick days on December 19th and 20th, 1998--both weekend days before Christmas.

Diary of a Septic Tank

On December 21, 1998, Lord & Taylor was delighted Monica was going to stay. They decided to entertain her ego.

The Selling Star for January of 1999 was American Woman (the department Vivian's close friend worked in which was NEVER managed by Monica). They decided to issue an award--the first (and last) of its kind in the store's history. They photographed the staff of each of these departments, exhibited these in front of the lounge beneath a big sign, January's Selling Stars. These remained unsupplanted in this place for a few months, then was replaced by a different exhibit.

Monday March 24, 2003

Eric K. was here. Business card available upon completion of production.

Tuesday March 25, 2003

Take Two (i.e. back again)

We are attempting to repair the damage.

Wednesday March 26, 2003

This is what happened.

Back in February of this year, I began to discuss with fellow associates the prospect of buying a computer. I began long discussions with one, Eric K., and explained that I will bargain hunt.

Georgie-Pooh and friends began to set a trap for me.

They did not know there was a bigger trap awaiting them.

They set their attack date for March 19th.

I said the United States has a right to defend itself against Iraq.

I didn't say don't get a weather report before you go.

But the symbolism of the simultaneous attack date for both targets was too important to them.

In response to my request for an inexpensive computer, Compaq prepared a presario package which included the CPU, keyboard and mouse for $369 after the $100 rebate. Additionally, MSN offered the opportunity to sign-up for a two year contract within any Staples store, and in return the customer would receive a print-out for a $200 coupon for any CPU and monitor purchase. Staples added to that a $150 rebate for any CPU and monitor.

But I had already resolved that while I would send away for all rebates, I would not base any decisions on any rebate. My primary reasoning was that once the customer cuts-out the bar code from the box to request such redemption, the product can no longer be returned. My secondary reasoning was because of the time I sent away for a $4 rebate, and forgot to cut-out the bar code.

Then for two days, during the Presidents' Day sale, Staples converted this offer into an instant savings of $150.

The fact that I was purchasing this on a date in which tribute was made to President Abraham Lincoln should have told Georgie and friends something. It didn't.

As I prepared for my purchase date, I asked Eric of the electronics department how much he would charge to assemble it for me. He indicated nothing because we are friends. I insisted he is not coming free-of-charge and I would pay him $50 expecting this would take two hours.

I arrived a half-hour early on the purchase date to do my shopping. I announced to everybody that today is the day my household enters the 21st century. Except for one touch tone telephone, my home is frozen on 1966.

But by the time we opened the store, I still wasn't finished. Chrissie, one of the managers, assumed my register and let me finish. Eric became involved as I needed a monitor.

The cheapest was 17 inch and by Compaq. It was on clearance for $99.50. He went into the backroom and then said we had none. In reality, he was not allowed near that section because the Compaq package I was purchasing was also in stock there. But I had already placed my internet order. Everyone was told not to tell me we had stock of this because a specially prepared computer was awaiting me.

The next cheapest monitor was my favorite; 19 inches with a very clear picture. It was not by Compaq. It was $119.

I had no plans to purchase a scanner. But a few days later, a customer walked-up to me and asked if it was true that a certain scanner is $64 before a $60 rebate. I confirmed it was. I couldn't resist. I broke my rule about not basing any decisions on rebates. A few days later Michelle explained to me that the company finally corrected its mistake.

Everyone at work assured me that I didn't need to hire Eric. They said everything was color-coded and I could do it myself. I insisted I know nothing about computers and would not even open the boxes.

By the time Eric was finished two weeks later he was at the computer for over 12 hours. I infer this had nothing to do with the awaiting sabotage as such pre-set date was the 19th of March.

The first problem was that taking this website from the store's over-complex system, into my any-idiot-can-do-it system was not easy.

The second was that we could not get on-line.

Eric finally looked at my coupon paperwork and realized that a special disc was required. He didn't know this. Michelle, the sales manager, didn't know this. And I, as cashier, did not know. Several customers went home without their discs. I wonder what they did. They call us screaming over every trivial issue, but never about this. And why was this never considered an important customer service issue?

And there were a few other household problems which inhibited Eric, such as the positioning of the computer in relation to the telephone.

As all of this was going on, I telephoned the mortgage company once about the refinancing, and complained once on this website about the slow process. Finally, one week before March 19th, I became assertive. And on March 19th, we did the closing. Georgie and friends still did not understand what was happening.

His first Navel carrier scheduled to act was, of course, the Abraham Lincoln.

The sand storm season began before March 19th. The storms should have reminded Georgie and friends of September 11th, 2001.

On March 19th, all day long, they all laughed at what awaited me. Then Tom Brokaw of WNBC news told me I had to talk to my children.

I made an entry. I worked on it expanded it until 7:55 pm. Eight pm was Georgie's planned attack time against Iraq. I then sent it. The transmission aborted and deleted half the website material. The last entry date was February 21, 2002. I then made a mistake and copied the content of the web-site onto my computer. And of course, the deletion was copied.

All of the material from February 14, 2003, the date I left the store's computer for my own, is now only preserved with my print-outs. I will soon be scanning these into the website.

On that evening I called my host, Earthlink. As per Georgie-plan, they hung-up the phone.

It was expected I would be screaming and crying.

I went to bed.

In Washington, D.C., the telephones of every law enforcement agency rang off-of-the-hook with reports that I was murdered in my study. (And one of the hints Georgie was given back in January was that my time on this planet was about to expire.)

When the Pooh gave his 10 pm address to the nation, he realized he had made a terrible mistake.

I made my demands. No more website help for him until I receive a job with a six-figure salary. He responded by making the demand that I must help him secure the 75 billion dollars he needs from Congress to continue operation sand storm. He demanded of me to answer the question, "Do you love your country?" I answered, "I love it as much as it loves me."

I would now like to also say that he can either go to his friends in OPEC, or demand reimbursement from the Europeans. They owe us for our act of unknowingly and indirectly financing their socialized medicine. And they owe us for the fact that such redirection of our monies was made in exchange for UN votes.

As I awaited Georgie's surrender, I resumed work on my script. It was now five years since I shelved it, and was no longer confined to their ridiculous demands. I modified the Hollywood characters into my own and submitted the first final draft to the Office of Copyright yesterday.

Georgie still hasn't surrendered. I will leave this now in God's hands.

Eric has been here twice to repair the damage. My connection between the internet and website is fragile, at best. I predict future issues.

And I have one more thing to say to the Europeans and members of the United Kingdom. I resented what I saw on television recently when the United States' national anthem was played in a sports stadium and the crowd jeered. As long as we are breast feeding your socialized medicine, I believe this should be played before every game. Additionally, I would like the front seat of every bus and train decorated with our flag and reserved for United States tourists. Our citizens can give-up their seat to an older person after such person has nicely said Thank you for the money.

On the issue of my health...

I will soon be having my abdominal sonogram. The yeast infection has returned but the pap smear is confirming nothing. I doubt if anything will show on this next test, but have decided it would be irresponsible not to take it. I have found a homeopathic yeast remedy which may be working. I have had much diarrhea, which, I hope, is a discharge. If it works, it will take more than the normal seven days to kill yeast. But as I explained to the gynecologist, nervous system infections require persistence.

On another issue...

I had a customer a few days ago. He was on his cell phone and didn't notice me. He could play the starring role in my script. I memorized his name and picked-up the Pooh-line to the White House when I arrived home. But I do not want to communicate with him through the William way. I want him to return to the store.

Friday March 28, 2003

Dear Queen Elizabeth II;

Is it true that the reason why the surprisingly powerful Iraqi army wears masks in all its videos, is because beneath the garb are British, French and Russian faces? And is it true that the hospitals in Iraq, such as that which allegedly tortured two American POWs, are actually run by such Caucasian physicians?

Sunday March 30, 2003

I need my new sweetheart to understand one thing.

The reason why I didn't care that they photographed me in the nude at home was because it has been my understanding that there was a video camera in my hospital room over one year ago. It is the only way the doctor could have known that I could "hardly walk" and it is the only way William could have known when I was finally asleep. And William has teased me about this. I believed Georgie and Co. knew about this until a few minutes ago. Now I am not so certain.

When I awoke this morning, I went directly to this computer and connected to the internet. I am obviously being watched on satellite. I would close the curtains more often except for the fact that the sun is an important disinfectant. After connecting I began to make this entry. Then I found myself interrupted by Norton Antivirus, and then I was shut-down.

If it was William who interrupted this message, then it is the British government which is controlling our spy satellites.

This may explain everything, including why we are so unprepared for our Iraqi enemy.

Sunday March 30, 2003

April's Targets

Region; not fully defined by anthropologists.

words; clitoridectomy   PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED

            clitoridotomy     PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED

DO NOT STUDY BEFORE YOU GO TO BED

Region; Europe

concept; Occidental culture

words; ethnography

             ethnology

             ethology

question; What are the various marching styles, and how do these compare to that practiced by masked Iraqi soldiers?

Biographical targets

King James

What was his purpose?

Mohammed the Prophet

What was his attitude toward women?

Archeological cultures

Olmec

Ancient Egyptians

Which culture built pyramids first?

Contemporary cultures

Native Hawaiians

Native Marquesans

Nagas (all)

Are they neo- or paleolithic?

What are their holiday rituals?

Animal; Jaguar

What is this animal's role in South American cultures?

Animal; manatee

Is this a real mermaid?

Supplemental words

extemporaneous

invective

impromptu

masochism

sadism

Supplemental concept

socially adaptive pretext

Legal issue

Questions

What legal actions has your adopted company and its executives been a party to?

Were trials held?

Were these bifurcated?

Concepts

civil versus criminal actions

circumstantial versus strict evidence

Words

jurisprudence

preponderance

tort

Supplemental question

Is a fingerprint circumstantial or strict evidence?

Scenario

Your fingerprints were found on the trigger of the gun. Was that the trigger, and did you pull that trigger?

Research equipment

Find a legal library and explore it (such as in your state courthouse).

Find a thorough representation of the Koran.

Political issues

What candidates will your adopted company sponsor in 2003?

How much money will be spent?

Monday March 31, 2003

As the court date is approaching, I would like to discuss a few more issues.

Judge Judy was my enemy. And in her efforts to help me understand that her concerns were legitimate, she relayed to me the information that her son lives a short distance from me. I answered, How would you like it if your son was driving down the local highway, had an accident, and ended-up in Amy Salerno's care? Judge Judy changed her attitude and informed me that I should also sue for the money I spent on AIDS and venereal disease tests after I realized what happened.

The final trump card I have on the hospital is the fact that I find Dr. Salerno's status as a psychiatrist questionable. I had two more ambulance rides in the year 2002. In the year 2003, as I felt the fourth coming, I realized this always takes place in the middle of the month. I had all the symptoms of an estrogen deficiency. Dr. Salerno did ask me when was my last period. I answered two weeks ago. Any psychiatrist would immediately have understood what was happening.

And the University of South Carolina never returned my phone calls when I requested verification.

And as the court date is approaching, I have had a frequent trespasser. I believe it is William. Georgie-Pooh did not mind. I was called crazy for failing to understand that my biological clock is ticking. It was explained to me that I should leave the doors unlocked, and await him naked in my bed. I expressed my resentment that I had to pick-up after him and his bodyguard. I was called exceptionally crazy because I should be happy I have someone to pick-up after. The Pooh-position changed when I raised the question that British soldiers may be in Iraq fighting on Iraq's side. Then I picked-up the Pooh-line to the White House and asked that he finally agree with me that this not be allowed to continue.

But all of William's information is not being transmitted on WNBC. I recently realized that he was thrown-out after Christmas. He hid this fact carefully by sending his emotionally tormenting messages just before the news shows.

And I am still waiting to see my new sweetheart again.

Tuesday April 01, 2003

After my entry last night, a letter was transmitted to me from the courthouse explaining that the court date is postponed by approximately one month.

Approximately one week ago, I telephoned the courthouse to confirm the date of April 16th. I did this because when I arrived for the last court date of my last action, September 12, 1997, I learned that the case was remanded from the Federal into the State Supreme court. My opposing council must have known about this because I showed-up and he didn't.

I telephoned small claims court again this morning, before I received my mail. I learned of the postponement. It was explained to me that the original date was the eve of Passover and no one was willing to assume the bench.

I don't know what is going on. I suspect that everyone wants me to file a supplemental motion demanding a refund of the money I spent on VD and AIDS tests. I can't formulate an intelligent argument which is based on the following facts:

I have since had dreams about a naked body on top of mine with an unshaven face snuggling against mine. And these dreams began a few months after the January hospitalization.

I awoke on the morning of my hospitalization and immediately noticed the peculiar positioning of my hands. I then realized that I was not groggy and had not dreamt anything (because I was unconscious, not asleep).

I believe that United States spy satellites photographed the entire event. (If this is true, then William willfully had himself photographed in the nude, while the photographic material is United States property. Henceforth, he has no legal control over that situation.)

(And I believe that it is the Queen's close association with the Vatican which motivated the latter to telephone the Iraqi government and arrange the release of a few political prisoners.)

Part II-----------Tuesday April 01, 2003

As you know, everyone is invading my privacy by watching me over my shoulder work on this computer. As part of their invasion, they leave subliminal messages for me. Every time I search for a word I find in such field an inserted word or word(s), such as Wednesday November 13, 2002. In this entry is the section of Diary of a Septic Tank in which William shows-up at my door. I suppose this was a subliminal threat. Just a few minutes ago, I found publisher. And in the script I just submitted to the Office of Copyright, one of the main characters is a menacing publisher who hates the Aquatic Ape theory. I only want to say this once, my computer is territory of only one domain.

But as they watch over my shoulder, I hope they understand how much work the copyrighted script involves. And I hope they understand how cruel it was to ask me, in 1996, "If you had to choose between David and the book, which would it be?" They thought the answer was obviously him. And when I answered that if he respects me he must respect the script, they were certain I hated children. And as his debts mounted, he improved his ability to sexually and financially manipulate me, instead of giving me a contract.

My problems with William are slightly different in that my recent expenditure of $15 to redecorate the bathroom was considered an insult because he could have used that money to buy food.

Wednesday April 02, 2003

The good news is that they have assured me that they are not underestimating how dangerous a potential killer William is, and will not allow him to trespass again.

The bad news is that Georgie-Pooh will not allow my new friend to take me to dinner this weekend, despite all the efforts he made to understand how much sleep I will need before going to work the next day. The reason is that Pooh is trying to bargain with me. That is, I must help him negotiate with the Iraqis in exchange for him.

This can only mean that either Georgie expects he will loose the war, or win with heavy casualties.

Thursday April 03, 2003

We are heading for a bloody battle in Baghdad. This morning on WQXR I heard reports on the dismembered condition of the Iraqi military.

And I heard nothing about the European militaries which await us.

This morning I also heard about the recent successes of the stock market.

And about the recent unemployment reports. I could recite the statistics, or reminisce on how my mother came home from her job at the unemployment office complaining of long lines and people crying on her desk that there are no jobs out there.

The contrasting economic news can only mean that our money is being mis-distributed. And that no matter what happens in Iraq, we will be fighting the same battle in the Middle East sometime soon.

And of course, as we learned on the news last night from the freed journalists, the Iraqi government still has prisoners, and tortures them.

And let's not forget about the POW remaining from Papa Georgie-Pooh's war with Iraq.

Now is the time for our anger. But I am certain I do not have the necessary educational background for the situation. I know as much about it as I do about my own computer. We need to find another Eric.

As I stated a few days ago, Little Georgie-Pooh needed my help to secure 75 billion dollars for his war-without-a-weather-report.

I answered that he should approach OPEC for the money.

I suspect he did, and acquired it.

He should now be in a position in which he can make his list of demands. (And while they are kneeling before us, he can acquire the billions required to finance our AIDS crisis. This should reduce my health insurance premiums in-half.)

And we can do something too.

I am afraid that the companies on the stock market which are receiving the most investor attention are the oil and gas companies, as well as IBM and their associates.

I have assigned the children, with their parents' help, to find others. And have made the deadline date for restructuring of the DOW-30 to be September 11, 2003.

This deadline remains.

But the beginning of radical change can and should occur now.

This is where my lack of educational background in finance inhibits our efforts.

I can make one suggestion.

I found on the internet CJSSecurities. They have a list of their own recommendations.

If you are investing, please research everything, and understand that I can't.

I can't lie to you. I will tell you the whole truth. I suspect this is where my new sweetheart is employed.

Friday April 04, 2003

Today I don't have much news. So I will cover features. There are many issues I have intended to talk about, but haven't had the time not just for writing about these, but also for concentrating on them.

The only news I have is the beginning of a confession by the British Monarchy that a biochemical weapon does exist which causes the mongoloid condition. Until they give us more information, we will have to perform our own investigations. My suggestion is that we begin with the case I saw on Dateline NBC a few months ago. One health issue is that the mother did not produce enough milk for the baby. Another investigative springboard is my mother's former boss. According to someone my mother spoke to, this Cuban born woman had a mongoloid child who died in her arms at the age of one week.

And before I go into any of the features, I would like to explain what homeopathic formula I have been using which appears to be working.

It is by King Bio, Natural Medicine, and is called Yeast Freee. It treats, "fatigue, congestion, headaches, indigestion, poor bowel, achy joints, poor memory, sensitive emotions, changing moods, mold sensitivity". It is sprayed into the mouth.

I have had some of these symptoms. The headaches began a few weeks ago. I have never had achy joints, the mood issues or mold sensitivity. And the technique of application suggests to me that it is a central nervous system treatment. I am better, but not cured.

One feature relates to my home photography. Everyone saw my new study rug. It is, of course, made in China. And I recently learned that the Chinese flooded our market with slightly modified versions. My guess is this in anticipation of the rewards of free advertising.

I bought the product for $300 at TJMAXX. It is a discount store which buys from major department stores everything they did not sell. (The current version retails at $200.)

The rug in my bedroom is also new and is made in China. I bought it on clearance from a rug store which was so desperate to get rid of it, they hung it outside at risk of theft. It was $200.

If you want a rug like that in my study, wait to buy and you might find it at a clearinghouse store.

And another feature...

This relates to the college from which I graduated; Lehman College of the City University of New York.

I did not attend for the name, or the fact that my town is the namesake of the street it is located on. I attended because it was the only City University in commutable distance from my home. And when I entered, I had no idea I would graduate majoring in anthropology. I was sure I would not major in the social sciences. My interests were in the natural sciences.

I selected anthropology for one reason.

The department.

At the time I did not understand what was wrong with so many departments. I now know it was phony degrees. The most aggressive I encountered was the English Writing Department.

This should not be confused with the English Literature Department. Those professors pretended not to know anyone from the Writing Department. I took one course in literature. It was a great course. It was so great, that when I met one of my high school instructors at the store I work, I actively discussed it. I received a B grade.

And if Lehman College wants to write a defense against my argument, I would be happy to print it on the website, and apologize for any inaccuracies.

My relationship with the Writing Department is a long story. I discuss some of it in my book. But even at the time I wrote it, I still did not understand what was wrong with them.

I will not have time today to tell you the whole story.

I was 18 years old. I was the business manager of the college's newspaper. It was controlled by students of this writing department. They were all Caucasian. But this department included one African-American instructor. I don't believe racism was an issue, but rather other connections. But I do not know what these connections were. I do know that most, but not all, of its students were from one family.

The newspaper was dying. It had one semester left before the administration would determine that funding was inappropriate. It was turned over to me. Kathy Sampey, who was one of their majors, was my managing editor for a few weeks, then left it to die in my hands.

But I had no trouble staffing it.

The first thing the English writing department did was send me the message that instructor Brodnax was appointed our advisor by the Dean of Students and that she will be attending the next meeting.

While it was true that we had no advisor, I was amazed by this news because I had established a friendship with the Dean of Students and had already invited him to this meeting.

She never showed.

I discussed this with my friend from high school (i.e., the one with the Volvo station wagon). She suggested that she probably came, took one look at the Dean, then ran.

My other arch-rival was Prof. Sicherman.

Kathy's rage amazed me. One of the most memorable moments was when I was walking through campus and we noticed each other in the distant backgrounds. She gave me a very hostile look.

I never saw her attend class. And I never saw her discuss what courses she was taking. I never saw her in the library. She never complained about what courses she was taking, or the in-opportunities to take desired classes. I did eventually notice that all classes which this department were required to offer, were never offered.

I remember often staring at her knapsack wondering to myself, What is wrong with this picture? I eventually realized that it never changed shape, and was never over-stuffed with books.

She had two jobs. One was as a tutor for a classroom of English students. She liked to boast proudly of her tardiness. The other was for the store which did the typesetting and layout for us. She was often late there also.

She expressed her envy over my financial situation in that I didn't have to work. She ignored the fact that I commuted over 10 hours-per-week by car. But I very much believe that if she had financial resources, it would have been invested in a luxury car.

She often boasted about her merits as an English writing major. And her technique was to ridicule every grammatical error and spelling mistake anyone made. This included those who submitted high quality articles which she placed her correction marks all over to prove her worthiness.

But in her ridicule, she provided the best argument against herself. If such knowledge should be common knowledge to any college student, then what exactly is an English writing major?

There was a power struggle. At the end of the semester I lost my position as editor-in-chief to George Mole, another such major. To my knowledge, he never graduated.

I later learned that the English Writing Department promised to falsify three credits in history on her transcript in exchange for such overthrow. But she never received this because I was elected managing editor.

And these were the final three credits she needed before she graduated. She left in the middle of the course, and graduated three years later.

I don't know that story, but I am certain it is interesting.

What motivates me to raise this issue now is the fact that I recently received a telephone call from Lehman College requesting donations. At the time I attended tuition was $625/semester. My father paid for some of it because in the divorce agreement it is specified that he must pay for four years post-high school education. In simpler terms, my mother calculated at that time that graduate school is more expensive than college, and she was certain I would one day pursue such. I was two years old when she made this determination.

This current tuition is, as I understand it, $1,750/semester. My guess is that their fund-raiser drives are not very effective. And my additional guess is that because they graduated people who know nothing, they cannot do anything. All forms of manipulativeness have limited mileage. And what I witnessed is that all those pursuing the phony degrees were attempting to win a lottery. They were high in numbers and in domains other than English writing. And when they lost, they probably went for the next lottery. It is their way of life.

Monday April 07, 2003

Georgie is now trying to figure-out how to escape from his own trap. Of course, there is only one solution.

Tell Vivian to talk to God.

I can't make him understand that I can't do any such thing.

My guess is that as he waited from January to March to act, our fraudulent allies transported their troops to Iraq.

I can make one suggestion:

Threaten our fraudulent allies with new administrative policies to force oil and gas companies to plug the leaks. Henceforth, no more cash flow into socialized medicine.

On another subject...

I want someone to explain to me my most recent property tax bill.

I pay two forms of real estate taxes: school and property.

My school taxes were approximately $4,500. It would have been over $1,000 more but for Governor Pataki's School Tax Relief program.

This has been my history with the property taxes:

1997..........$3,078

+$70

1998..........$3,148

-$157

1999..........$2,991

-$23

2000..........$2,968

+$52

2001...........$3,020

+$149

2002...........$3,169

+$351

2003...........$3,520

It is my understanding that the declines in the earlier represented years, were resultant of our act of selling our recycled garbage.

+$280....County Tax

+$50....General Fund

The Paramedics fee did not change. But if it went up, I would gladly pay it.

Tuesday April 08, 2003

This is only a guess based on a small amount of information. My problem is that I have had a curiosity question for a long time now. I have become inpatient for an answer.

My guess is that 25% of the gas we pumped into our cars went into European socialized medicine.

My additional guess is that it is even higher for heating oil simply because consumers do not encounter such bill as often and therefore are not as likely to act upon it.

I want an answer.

Otherwise, William wants to schedule a visit. For security reasons, I am withholding the timing.

Okay, William, we have a date.

Part II----------April 08, 2003

Dear Children;

I would like you to do the following mathematics for me:

1. Select an oil-rich sheik--anyone.

2. Acquire the figure of the total quantity of billions of dollars he has collected in his lifetime through the sale of crude oil.

3. Divide this figure by the figure of the quantity of gallons of crude oil he has sold in his lifetime.

4. Compare this figure to the average price-per-gallon United States oil companies were charged for this energy source.

Hint; The figure is probably much less than 75%/gallon. Henceforth, the figure which was directed toward European socialized medicine is more than 25%.

Part 3---------Tuesday April 08, 2003

For the past few days, my appetite declined. But this didn't upset me, because even natural antibiotics can make you worse before you become better. Today I performed my normal routine of eating a normal sized midday meal. Then in the evening, I became hungry. It was after the news. I wanted to watch something on television. So I flipped through all the channels I receive and found NOVA.

I need to take you back to my college days.

I was originally a physics major.

Despite all the invasions of privacy over the past few years, no one has ever noticed that I was at Lehman College of the City University of New York for three years. I spent my first year at another college. My physics professor knew nothing. But by the end of the year I had a copyrighted theory in the field. When the professors noticed this, they ganged-up on me. An administrator, Prof. Al Hunt, told each professor what grade to give me, and I was dismissed. He told me that even though his expertise is American history, he was talented enough in the field of psychology to advise me to seek such help. But if he was a real professional of anything, he would know better than to step out of his own field. In simpler terms, what would he say if a psychologist insisted s/he could render professional opinions in his history field?

It took me over ten years to understand what they wanted. They wanted me to surrender copyright to the physics professor who could not survive in a publish-or-perish world.

At Lehman College it was different. I took an independent study course to develop my theory, and found nothing.

I began to enter the field of anthropology. My first course in physical anthropology was with Prof. Bruce Byland. We took a ten minute brake in the middle of class once and I joined a group of students who surrounded and spoke to him. We discussed the issue of cranial intelligence. I asked how it was measured. The bell rang and I turned to return to my seat. He answered "by the surface area." I turned around and exclaimed, "Oh, that's wonderful." He had a puzzled and amazed grin on his face while nodding with enthusiasm. After class I decided to explain myself. He agreed there could be a connection.

But that evening my mother had me call my relative who is a neuro-surgeon. He carefully explained why there is no connection, while stating that it did not refute my theory.

I eventually took an advanced course in anthropology. I was still a reluctant physics major. Prof. Byland told this professor, Eric Delson, about the theory. The people who monitor my activity found him recently. And Dr. Delson told them as he was refusing to allow me to let it go.

At that time in my freshman year in college, I could not professionally publish my copyrighted paper. My mother spoke to a professional physicist who explained to me that the editors of the journals did not read it simply because the most immature papers begin as mine did, with the words Newton and Einstein. I wanted to let it go because as I was advancing in my collegiate years, I began to realize how immaturely written it was.

My theory was simple. Gravitational pull between objects is NOT a product of the whole mass, but only that on the surface.

On NOVA, it was explained, Berkeley University researchers found that the universe is accelerating. That is, the planets are moving away. Someday, millions of years from now, our descendants may look into the sky and see nothing.

They proceeded to look for a "mysterious repulsive force". I don't believe it exists.

I would like to add to what I said 19 years ago. I would like to state that the matter beneath the surface of our planet must be drawing closer-and-closer together as a result of cohesive force. Henceforth, the earth is shrinking.

For many years the medical community has known that if a human being is placed in isolation for 30 days, the individual will adapt to 25 hour days. No one has ever attempted to explain why. I would like to suggest that our ancestors experienced longer days because the larger earth took more time to rotate.

Henceforth, its surface area is shrinking.

Henceforth, its gravitational pull with other planets is weakening.

Henceforth, planets are accelerating.

Thursday April 11, 2003

It now appears that the courts want me to produce my own expert witness.

Dr. Amy Salerno is my expert witness.

What are the symptoms of an estrogen deficiency?

What is a high white blood cell count?

Why was I not admitted into the psychiatric ward?

The rest they can subpoena William for.

They can also bring Carol Case to the courthouse. She was the nurse technician who took care of me the following morning who

her nursing supervisor never heard of

did not know how to draw blood (I originally did not decline the morning blood test), and

insisted that I receive another injection into my IV pack for which there was no prescription for, which she described as necessary to "push the glucose through" as she was removing the equipment from my arm.

They can ask her the source of her education. I predict she will answer television commercials.

Thursday April 10, 2003

I have herewith a copy of the license material I found on the New York State Education Department website concerning Dr. Amy Salerno. As you can see, next to the item Additional Qualification nothing is entered.

Do I understand correctly, that to practice in the emergency room, a physician must have Advanced Practice Certification?

I also came across the terms PPD and CXR. Do these have any relevance here?

Saturday April 12, 2003

It would appear that the money we pay at the pumps is also financing the Korean nuclear weapons program.

I need you to present your final statistical conclusions to President Bush and all Federal and State representatives in your district, including candidates. You may assume his people have already researched everything, but most of his people have no research skills.

And I need you to complete this as soon as possible, without being hasty. In simpler terms, please stop working on all other targets.

And I would like to again thank the person I met at the gas station in late 2001 who demanded of me to attack this issue.

You also need to ask your adopted companies if the workers who drill the wells and excavate the oil are on corporate payroll or the sheiks', as well as who financed the purchasing and assembly of the equipment used in such process.

Sunday April 13, 2003

Dear Mr. Sargeant;

Please sign the following, and return to me.

Your faithful employee,

Vivian Lehman

I, Ronald Sargeant, Chairman and CEO of Staples, do hereby grant permission to my employee, Vivian Lehman, to reproduce the Staples circular on her website, madcowtouristinfo.

I understand that the date indicated below is postdated one day to that of April 13, 2003, which appears above. And I understand this is reflective of the technological fact that all entries into this website appear 24 hours after her transmission of such as the United States Government censors it. I further acknowledge that such delay is not an impediment to our joint goal, but rather an accommodator as it will require this amount of time for Vivian Lehman to purchase and install the necessary software material such that those who log-on can print-out on 8.5 x 11 inch paper all advertisements which interest them.

I am herewith further assuring her audience that the nature of the sabotage of her computer was isolated, and not part of the manufacturing process. That is, other marketed computers are not affected.

Ronald Sargeant, Chairman and CEO Dated April 14, 2003

Part II------------Sunday April 13, 2003

I understand that seven POWs from this war were released by the Iraqi government. Although no reason was provided, I have the news that Chris was permitted to visit me yesterday, return a product, and talk to one of our electronics associates for one minute.

Monday April 14, 2003

I am again reprinting the Emergency Department Record.

As you can again see, Salerno is indicated above as the attending physician.

Unlike the last time I presented this to you on March 12, 2002, I am not deleting the signature.

?????Whose signature is this?

I researched this on the website indicated on the web-page printout I presented on April 10, 2003. This site includes a nationwide listing of physicians. In my opinion, the first three letters of this individual's last name are Aul-.

No such doctor exists.

Of course, my Internet activity was monitored by Pooh and Co. And I could no longer enter any fields of any profession as I researched other possibilities, such as registered nurse. When I attempted to return to the profession of physicians, I could also not gain access.

Whatever is wrong, they know what it is.

Tuesday April 15, 2003

Mayor Bloomy-Drawers of New York City has been insisting that despite all my psychological problems, the deep and painful budget cuts are my responsibility to resolve. For some mysterious reason, since he took office, there has been less money and more taxes.

Okay, Mr. Mayor, I will do your job for you.

I would like to ask everyone in New York State who is a Certified Public Accountant to find a small segment of the budget, and review it with a fine-toothed-comb.

My severe psychiatric condition suggests to me that in a few weeks we should recover a few billion dollars.

Soon my condition will deteriorate to the point that I will be jumping in front of cars, and then taking binoculars and peeping through other people's home windows. I might even take a bat and slam it against the neighbors' houses everyday.

Thursday April 17, 2003

I suspect I know the identity of the person who signed the hospital form. S/he is NOT employed by the hospital.

The last four digits of this individual's telephone number include

two 3s and one 4.

The manager's private number of my mother's office was

737-3493.

In middle and high school, my fellow student was a son of an IBM physicist. Their telephone number was (before they moved away)

234-3443.

Part II-----------------Thursday April 17, 2003

I have two phone books published by Bell Atlantic. The first is dated February, 1999 thru January 2000. It includes the following information:

Schick A..................962-5432

Adolph.........232-5851

E H...............835-1969

Robert J.......328-3064

Robert J.......948-2974

S....................472-6534

Schicker G...................428-6461

Schickler Adeline.........788-0189

Arthur..........961-9040

M..................472-6486

Schickman Gilbert.........725-4257

Julie.............779-8372

Richard.......764-0365

Robert.........779-9453

The next phone book is dated 2000-2001. This was after I discussed this with Andrew (the pharmacist) and Karen, a pharmacy technician.

It has no information.

There is no combination of 3-3-4 in any telephone number. But S. Schick has a noteworthy feature. The number is

472-6534.

My mother saved old telephone books from the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship in which I was raised. It is dated 1970-71. Several members of our congregation were physicists and mathematicians of the IBM Kitchawan laboratories. One served on Los Alamos for the development of the first atomic bomb used against Japan. These people have since moved away. These were their telephone numbers. (One of these was of the woman I previously told you about who told her son he was homeless and locked him up in a mental institution to conceal her lie that her husband was not the father. She is a biologist.)

232-5600

763-6577

A few other telephone numbers of individuals who were not considered primary scientists are

248-4865

962-4288

Saturday April 19, 2003

They have a strategy, and this is what it is.

They have suggested, subliminally of course, that I should enter my museum diagram and script into the contest for the design of the memorial to be built where the World Trade Towers once stood. (i.e., This is NOT the whole reconstruction, only one building.) There will be a $25 application fee.

The problem will inevitably be that Mayor Bloomberg will not be able to find the money to construct this. That responsibility will be mine, not his, of course.

I personally like the idea of my museum serving as a memorial. Of course, others may have different opinions about using a scientific analysis to understand the ten million years before 9-11 as a memorializing technique.

Unlike Mayor Bloomy-Drawers, I believe in democracy. I have decided to resolve this by placing the script on a separate website. I will attempt to name it viviansscript.

I have resolved to charge a fee to access it.

And I have resolved, if this is possible, for copyright protection purposes to disallow anyone from printing it--that is, someone may copy and distribute it.

I have struggled for the past few hours to insert the computer-drawn museum diagram into the script. I tried everything I know how, and failed. It may appear on this website--and this you can print making it more readable.

My original intention was to wait to open this site until the dates of submission; June 09-30. But I have encountered a new problem in that they are now manipulating my electrical power wires to restrict my activity. I originally didn't understand what they were doing, and thought my keyboard wasn't working. I am now the proud owner of two keyboards for one computer.

If you like the idea, exercise your democratic rights and tell Mayor Bloomy-Drawers.

Sunday April 20, 2003

Before presenting the script, I would like to explain a few issues.

The inspiration was one episode of the show I wrote this for. I felt it was plagiarism. David, in his uneducable state, was angry at me for suggesting this legal violation occurred. They refused to address the issue rationally. I spoke to my attorney, who explained that my case was inadequate.

I wrote the script to reclaim authorship to the theory it presents. It is a theory I have not previously told you about.

You will notice immediately that I do not give anyone any names. I refer to them as the judge, plaintiff, plaintiff's attorney, etc. A few names are issued. These are customer service representatives.

I wrote the original version of the script at the time I worked at the Grand Union supermarket. At the time I suggested, via the grapevine, that the customer service representatives be played by my fellow workers.

They filmed this before Christmas, I suspected. And, I suspect, they each received $500. I witnessed one buy herself a new winter coat, another reinvest the money into her acting career with home exercise equipment, and other out-of-character spending. I was glad for them.

I, of course, received nothing. I was not entitled, and the feminists agreed, as did President Bill Clinton.

The directors and producers were very impressed at how well this worked. Customer service representatives can give very impressive performances as customer service representatives.

One such person is very simple-minded. She is not that way in real life. Rather, she is very good with simple-minded customers. It is a rare gift of assertiveness.

Donald Sterling is in the script. He, of course, passed away, as I explained on April 16, 2002.

On another subject...

I have resolved how to deal with the power line interferences. I will purchase a battery backup.

After much thought, I have decided that it is fair to provide herewith the name of the individual I suspect committed his/her signature to the emergency room record;

Aulicino.........234-3334

There are spelling variations. We need to find out why.

If either Daniel or Ann would like to provide their side of the story, I will be happy to print it on this website and apologize for any inaccuracies. Or, either can testify at the upcoming court hearing.

I would like to ask anyone who has visited Northern Westchester Hospital Center to review their hospital records and look for this name. And this includes Bill Clinton and his associates if they have been there. He, as you know, lives in Chappaqua, the same town as Dr. Salerno.

As you know Hitler's real name was Shicklegruber. In my older phone book I looked for Gruber and found a long list of names. A few of such phone numbers included the 3-3-4 combination.

In the younger phone book I found nothing.

Part II------------------Sunday April 20, 2003

Earthlink, my current host for this website, informed me yesterday that they will be sending me an e-mail which I should receive today for my next site. Georgie and Co. in conjunction with MSN stopped all e-mails.

His argument is, of course, that I am not allowed to make a profit off of the war. It doesn't matter that the empowerment of OPEC occurred because of his corporations.

Okay, Bill Gates, we are at war.

Part III-----------------Sunday April 20, 2003

I successfully purchased a domain name from Earthlink today. It is not the same as above because that is reserved for me and, as you know, William blocked the avenue through which I attempted to establish it.

The new name is www.vivianscript.com. That is, there is only one s in the middle. Earthlink now has to transmit to me the next set of paperwork. This may take up to three days.

As for the hospital, as I once stated, there were two nurses in the emergency room in January of 2002. The first received me, the second, who wore no identification badge, drew blood, inserted the IV, etc. Could the second have been Ann Aulicino?

Monday April 21, 2003

I completed the next phase of Earthlink set-up. But I cannot open the window of the following phase, and there is no answer at customer service.

If I could meet William, I would like to ask him why it renders him impotent if I earn more than $9.18/hour and why my lack of sympathy is diagnosed as my psychiatric problem rather than his.

My third entry yesterday, as well as my entry on April 12th (in which I present my conclusion that at the pumps we are financing the Korean nuclear weapons program), was not published on this website until 24 hours after I sent it. This means that William is unusually sensitive to it.

On another issue...

I would like to ask all certified public accounts across the country to find a small segment of any governmental budget, and review it with a fine-toothed comb.

Tuesday April 22, 2003

A few weeks ago, just before I temporarily blipped out of existence, I saw a News Channel 4 story about a group of teenagers who were concerned about slave labor in Bangladesh. They also did their own research about where and how their clothes were made, and demanded of the Disney Companies to change their policies on such subjects.

What I have not seen is response or change.

I would like all children and teenagers who have reached disturbing conclusions about any facet of our culture to compose a report and submit it to their local chapter of the American Bar Association. I want this Association to answer to the question as to whether these concerns are actionable.

If these are, I want the attorneys to volunteer their time, and take these children and teenagers through the litigation process--from the formulation of the motion papers, into the preliminary conferences, through discovery, and on into trial.

Thursday April 24, 2003

Earthlink is licking William's ass. I wonder what they think he can pay them for this.

If they would like to explain their side of the story, I will be happy to print it on this website and apologize for any inaccuracies. No malice is intended.

Another issue which has recently come up...

The issue of skyrocketing rents in New York City.

My only suggestion is that after certified public accountants are finished, I would like to propose that rent is tax deductible. And I would like to additionally propose that the Earned Income Credit program (i.e., negative income tax) is expanded.

I would like to return to the subject of Lord & Taylor. I stated that Kathy McTigue brought her daughter into work, but I never saw her son.

The circumstances were NOT Take-Your-Daughter-to-Work-Day. It was a children's fashion show for the employees to help us become familiarized with the store's merchandise. It took place before store hours. I believe that while she knew biochemical weapons were being distributed, it was inappropriate to invite everyone's child. Was it legal?

Saturday April 26, 2003

I predict activity in the near future regarding the law suit. And I am predicting this because William, pretending to be Chris, played a vicious game today. I know a William-game when I see one.

Over the past few days I have wondered if small claims court will, on its own motion, remand this into the Supreme Court.

Thursday May 08, 2003

William insisted he was doing me a favor and stole the money. Of course a certain someone saw nothing wrong with that, which explains why his daughters are whores, as well as his mother (she only looks respectable). They insisted he needed the money because the Royal Family does not want to sell their ruby slippers which do not fit anyone anyway. And, of course, I am called greedy and anti-family because it annoys me.

All this after he made it so difficult to open the website.

I would like to ask everyone to stop their credit card transactions, and inform the Federal Attorney General's Office. And ask Bush to send our military into their palaces.

Friday May 09, 2003

The bad news is that William already spent the money.

The good news is that they are demanding of William to sell some of his gold to repay me.

The good news is that they acknowledge that I do not need to apologize to anyone for wanting that money.

The bad news is that they do not understand that liability rests with Cardservice International which allowed this to happen. Earthlink and Miva Merchant can show some sense of responsibility too. It is their responsibility to sue William, not mine.

(And I hope Georgie-Pooh relayed this message to my neighbor--I am saving that material for the final version of the script.)

Part II---------------------Friday May 09, 2003

Do I understand correctly? William stole 4.5 million dollars from me?

It was I believe in 2001 that I received assurances from God that William will never be king. I explained this to Georgie-Pooh. The end of the monarchy is coming.

I very rarely receive any inform from Him. I never knew why this was so important.

Saturday May 10, 2003

I am preparing a civil suit against Cardservice International. I need a copy of the receipt from all those who visited the vivianscript website.

You cannot e-mail these to me, because the e-mail is interfered with.

You cannot postal mail these to me, because, as you know, your thoughtful Christmas presents never reached me.

You can hand-deliver these to my place of work; Staples in Mount Kisco, New York.

Monday May 12, 2003

Dear Georgie-Pooh;

Congratulations on your capture of Sadaam Hussein's Dr. Germ, British educated Rihab Taha Al Azoui!

Would you please provide for me the following:

The location of this capture. Was it New York?

The circumstances of this capture. Was it out of her living room?

A sample of her handwriting. What does her signature look like?

A description of her height and weight. Is she approximately 5' tall and lightly built?

A sample of her accent. Does she go for long periods of time without speaking thereby hiding her heritage?

Wednesday May 14, 2003

We had our first court date. I asked for trial. My opposing council, Colleen M. Tarpey of Garfunkel Wild & Travis, requested arbitration. But procedure is that if either party requests trial, trial will be held. We were immediately scheduled.

We discussed the issue off-the-record and outside of the courtroom after our appearances. She presented the above document with a packet and gave me an opportunity to compare signatures. But even before the comparison, I demanded Amy Salerno's driver's license for signature verification. She was unable to understand why. I tried to be nice and explained, "I realize you are new to the Bar...." She explained she was not new.

Ms. Tarpey,

I realize you are new to the Bar, but please look at this document you are prepared to proffer to the court. What does it say at the bottom? And why, in your opinion, is this admissible legal evidence?

Part II-----------------Wednesday May 14, 2003

Perhaps you already know, that I sent the above reproduction of the document. It appeared on this website then disappeared. I wonder why?

What it says is

"REGISTRATION CERTIFICATE --- NOT A LICENSE"

Thursday May 15, 2003

I have been researching the subject of licensure and registration of physicians in New York State.

I have learned that the license is for life, whereas the registration must be renewed every two years.

The application for the first registration is the same form as the application for the license.

So the obvious question is, how could anyone be registered and not licensed?

When I carefully study the first name of each signature, I see the name Liz.

In the website of the Office of Professional Discipline, there appears a nationwide listing of all physicians. I did not find Amy Robbins.

I was able to find Robbins, but when I attempted to research beyond the first names which begin with A, I was unable to continue. When I attempted to research Liz or Elizabeth, the page mysteriously could not be displayed. Then I was unable to research anything.

I believe that the registration process is a product of New York State computer programming. (And I believe that statistics monitoring by the Center for Disease Control (343) is a product of similar programming.)

And as you know, New York State Electric and Gas allows Prince Forever-Heil-Hitler (4588) to monitor my activity.

And a special Thank You must to go News Channel Four for translating 88.

Friday May 16, 2003

Today I served and filed the following. I need the Judge to understand that while his/her New York State law registration must be renewed every three years, physicians are unique in that it is every two.

Part II-----------------Friday May 16, 2003

It is my understanding that the partners of my opposing council's law firm have assumed control of the case. I am looking forward to meeting the people who hired her.

Their first initiative (hang-onto your seats) is a very aggressive subliminal message campaign in which they are trying to convince me that I am "dragging an innocent person through the mud."

But no one has put anything in writing.

But on one issue they are correct.

In 2002 my medical expenses went beyond my $5,000 deductible such that part of my second hospitalization was covered, as well as all expenses for my third emergency room visit. Any refund will be insurance processed and I will likely receive nothing.

If you will recall, October 09, 2002, was the date of my third ambulance ride. The doctor insisted there was nothing wrong with me and sent me home in miserable condition. I somehow drove myself to the cardiologist's office the following morning and was amazed when I arrived without incident. I had exhausted my ability to process a certain asthma medication and needed this prescription changed.

According to the nurse practitioner, this is a very common occurrence.

The doctor who declared me fine was Dr. Robert Marcus.

And it was his name which appeared on my wristband during the January emergency room visit.

And this was a few days after I refused to pay his $150 September 24th dated bill for the January emergency room visit.

My law suit is an offensive strategy of self-defense.

Saturday May 17, 2003

Did the second nurse have plastic surgery on her nose before 2002?

Monday May 19, 2003

On January 26, 2002 I was a wide open target for Dr. Germ.

She missed. Why?

One possible explanation is the Padma Basic pumping throughout my system, in conjunction with the Amoxicillin and Valtrex.

Another possible explanation is the ancestor of approximately 125 years ago who was the only survivor of nine afflicted children of the small pox epidemic.

But considering my helpless condition, and the convenient weapons of an IV pack and injection needle, is that a probable explanation?

Maybe.

I have always believed that biochemical weapons other than that used to attack me do exist because the veterans of the first Gulf War have different symptoms than my own.

But that can perhaps be explained by the fact that the same biochemical weapons were distributed in a latitude different than London's Heathrow Airport, as well as the fact that the medium for distribution was not an asthma inhaler.

And I believe I know the locations in this world were stockpiles are kept. These are unquestionably the regions of Iraq which was British military monopolized in the most recent Gulf War, as well as Syria and Cuba. Syria and Cuba are obvious because these countries each were given positions on the United Nations Human Rights Committees. This is unquestionably to silence dissidents.

I personally believe that three infections were inserted into my inhaler:

A cross between the two close relatives of small pox and shingles (Valtrex/Padma28 treatable) Royal Foot Odor/Knotted Necklace Disease

A modified form of e-coli from fast-acting into slow (Amoxicillin/Padma Basic treatable) Queen Elizabeth II Colonal Disease

A fungus which envelopes the central artery (Flagyl/Padma 28 or Basic treatable) British Monarchy Delusional Abdomen Disease.

Dr. Germ may have risen to power as a result of her biochemical prowess.

Or as a result of her ability to boast about such.

I believe Fidel Castro, Queen Elizabeth II, Prime Minister Putin, and everyone else, believe they are armed.

But I don't believe they are.

I would like to ask the United States Government to invent a neutralizing airborne substance which can be conveniently stored in households.

This should be easy.

And 2,000 years of Royal research will be terminated.

Monday May 19, 2003

Today I found myself staring at at a customer as he was talking to Chris, the Electronics Lead.

Was it Chris? I wondered.

Then suddenly Chrissy ordered me to open an additional register as I was standing behind the new cashier I was training. There was no long line. But I obeyed.

He was my customer.

I decided if Chris never returns, I would like him.

But this one could not be Chris. He weighed much more. Chris's nose was just shy of perfect. His was full of muscle and therefore perfect.

He was purchasing four surge protectors and computer memory chips. He began to talk to me.

His voice was deeper.

It couldn't be Chris, I decided.

He explained to me that he usually works with Ted.

This should have proven to me that it was Chris, but I decided to wait to see his credit card.

He asked me for the name of the electronics person he was working with who was still standing there. "Chris," I answered.

Chris came over and they continued their in-depth electronic conversation which I can not quote from because I have no electronics skill with which to memorize it.

I waited anxiously to see his credit card.

He pulled-out his membership card.

Finally I saw the credit card. It was he.

Arnie found me a few minutes later on lunch in the back room looking very depressed. He explained to me that I had to initiate conversation.

I don't know how, I tried to explain.

The last time Chris was allowed to visit I received such electromagnetism earlier that morning.

This time I received no electromagnetism which suggests to me that it was a last minute decision, probably a reward for something I did very recently.

Since the last visit he has complained that he was forced to audition for the part.

He has stopped complaining so I assume the directors and producers like him.

Tuesday May 20, 2003

I am only going to say this to my opposing council once.

My freedom of speech is not for sale.

I don't know what happened to Dr. Salerno's license between January of 2000, and January of 2003, but this much I suspect.

The name Aulicino was carefully engineered.

And did it ever occur to anyone that she might actually believe that a high white blood cell count is a psychiatric disorder?

Part II----------------------Tuesday May 20, 2003

For the past hour I have researched the issue I recently raised on this website concerning Advanced Practice Certificates. During my off-the-record conference with my opposing council, I mentioned this issue. She asked me what such is. I explained.

The American Board of Medical Specialties issues an emergency medicine certificate.

And, as we already know, Dr. Amy Salerno does not have one.

Wednesday May 21, 2003

I do not believe that the heightened security alert has anything to do with me or Dr. Germ. I suspect it has to do with the very recent drop in gas prices. We have been without Iraqi oil for two months and appear to be doing quite well. I noticed reduced leakage at the gas pump before the price drop.

And I do believe that what happened during the January 2002 visit to the hospital was planned for a long time. The Marinol narcotic is the reason why they did not allow the pharmacy to train me as a technician and kept me at the registers. (But I made an effort to learn enough to ask pharmacist Amy Hoag the right questions on May 23, 2002, and no one could stop that.) And their act of having me fired from the vitamin store was to keep me away from Connecticut hospitals and near Northern Westchester.

And William entered the hospital building after Dr. Germ departed.

Part II----------------Wednesday May 21, 2003

Your Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II,

If there is any terrorist attack against Chris, direct or indirect, successful or unsuccessful, emotional or physical, business or personal,

I will do everything Divinely possible to deliver Buckingham Palace directly to the bottom of the sea.

Friday May 23, 2003

And I forgot to mention that the Unitarian with the 4588 telephone number was the only member of the list with a British accent.

What I have not told you is that at the time of the script-money theft, as the emotional abuse began, after I left work, I drove in the opposite direction of home. I resolved a violent attack will likely accompany this.

I had the next day off anyway. And the following day I did not show-up for work and did not call. I was never reprimanded.

I had 48 hours of quiet. I intended to go sight-seeing and instead fell asleep in my room.

As I was away I wanted to at least tell Chris where I was, but did not know if he would keep it a secret.

He insists that I must tell him where I was. As punishment, he did not allow me to check him out at his return visit which occurred two days after his Monday return visit. And as additional punishment, he was on his cell phone during most of the last visit.

If he asks me, I will tell him. And I don't want to fight with him any more.

Another issue he has raised, is his interest in buying a lap-top computer to use on the floor of the study because there is no room for him.

Of course I thought about him in the study. (But never about William. I strategized the following recently.)

As you already know, the process for set-up of my computer took two weeks. But even before that process began, I had the door to the study removed because I was concerned about armoire-expansion space. The removal provided extra room for expansion into the hallway, but even that wasn't enough. It was not functional as a desk.

I decided to leave my big desk alone. It is where I do the household books, make written records, etc.

Instead I removed the typewriter from the little desk with a hutch. I placed it onto a fourth desk which I placed between the big desk and brown chair in front of the window. It was my grandmother's sewing machine table. Several years ago I removed the machine because she did not maintenance it properly and thereby destroyed it.

I placed the monitor, keyboard and mouse on the desk/hutch, and cabled it to the printer and scanner placed in the armoire. The lower level of the armoire is used for storage of the keyboard and mice I thought were dysfunctional.

In the future, I intend to replace the couch with a loveseat. (And the loveseat will have a slipcover for his dog.)

The couch can be placed upstairs, after the attic is renovated. And the 19" deep wall-unit can be moved up there too. It can be replaced with a narrower unit which can accommodate computer equipment and books.

And then we will have two computer desks, with a comfortable dog in between us.

Saturday May 24, 2003

William insists he has a right to steal from me because his brain is inferior to mine.

This must be the reason why I was held responsible for the death of the baby of his close associate, the female customs official at Heathrow Airport in London, England. If you will recall, she insisted the death was my fault because in the short time we spent together, I forgot to tell her that babies are treated by pediatricians.

I would like all of William's close associates who are parents or intend to become such to write 100 times Babies are treated by pediatricians. And when you are finished I will try to help you understand what that means.

Sunday May 25, 2003

I have excellent news. The Palace has selected a bride for William. So she will be feeding him.

Part II----------------------------May 25, 2003

I have been thinking much about the issue of phone numbers. If you will recall, I raised the issue of two categories

6534 (Schick)

5600 4865

6577 4288

The number 8 (H) is, of course, Hitler.

The number 6 (F) is, probably, federal or, in my opinion, more likely financial.

The number 5 (E) is, probably, emergency.

But was it only design of computers? Was it also input of information?

And I believe we have to consider the possibility that not all individuals understand they are associates of this bigger organization.

And we can call the larger organization al-Qaeda or the Nazis. I prefer the Nazis because it by self-definition means National Socialist. And, of course, socialism to these individuals means clean-clothes/filthy-underwear.

But there are those who may have these phone numbers and claim to not understand anything about this situation.

And they may be telling the truth.

A close associate of mine has similar phone numbers, cell and private. I don't believe (s)he is a Nazi because (s)he is capable of facing and speaking to me. William never was. And the owner of the telephone number 234-3443 never was. He was, if you will recall, my long lost sweetheart I told you about on April 12, 2002 who I asked to leave my life quietly, and did. I said at the time he would never join al-Qaeda. I now know his father, an IBM physicist, designed the computers which contributed to my near death experience. It paid for their ski trips.

And this close associate who can face me is an expert on computer design for financial industry.

I believe that the 65 may represent a situation in which the telephones are monitored, unknown to their owners. And I believe it is information, rather than computer programming, which is interfered with. And it is this, more than anything, which is causing the fluctuations in the stock market.

And there is another phone book my mother kept in her archives. It was the town directory of 1974-75.

We moved into this house in 1967. Our original neighbor across the street (3272) was an employee of IBM. They eventually moved to France for five years, and then returned to live in another town near us.

A few months before my father left in 1968, this neighbor approached my father and suggested they jointly buy the small plot of land between them before it is developed. The obvious amenity was no neighbors. Was there an in-obvious amenity?

The first occupants of this house were a husband-and-wife and their two daughters. Their last names were Lawton (7100 and 3393 (wife's listing)). The builder told my parents that there are seven phone lines constructed into that house. He was a civil engineer, and was listed as consl engr. They occasionally visited the Unitarian congregation.

They lived very secretive lives. At the time of the construction of their home, there was a huge fight between the husband and my mother. He wanted a driveway with a sharp curve for maximum privacy. My mother wanted a straight driveway so no one skids on the ice into our yard. The builder constructed a compromising curve. The father never forgave my mother.

At their funeral we learned, as the rabbi eulogized them at their synagogue, that their names were actually Levine. We also learned that he invented the walk/don't-walk street signs.

The connecting issue here is that the financial firm my associate is involved with espouses the virtues of investing in companies which rely in government financed construction projects. And I would assume that such projects include airports.

These companies have, for no adequately explained reason, become less encouraging than they used to be.

I will try to stay awake for the 11 pm news because I want an answer.

Monday May 26, 2003

As I once explained, William continually complains bitterly about a severe heartburn problem which does not respond to medications. It is expected that I should take an interest in it as he dates other females. I have previously suggested it may be emotional.

Maybe not.

I never before had a heartburn problem, until two years ago. It is very rare and only lasts a short period of time. Today I had such a brief attack, and suddenly thought of William. It must be a result of the biochemical attacks.

William must be such a victim.

So as his grandmother was selling to the Nazis opportunities to gas the United Kingdom in exchange for ruby slippers and diamond tiaras, she forgot to enter into the contract a Royal exemption clause.

Tuesday May 27, 2003

I finally figured something out today.

In October of 2002, when I first contacted the Office of Professional Discipline, the individual I spoke to confirmed that Dr. Amy Salerno was licensed, and then explained, "But she's from Rhode Island."

My interpretation of that statement at the time was that she had moved from Rhode Island and this individual was baffled by this act.

I now understand that the list the individual was looking at was nationwide. And I now understand the other paperwork my opposing council was prepared to proffer. One document is the Official American Board of Medical Specialists directory in which Dr. Salerno appears in the list for Providence, Rhode Island. The other is her private record of AMA Physician Select which identifies her location as Pawtucket, Rhode Island.

Dr. Salerno is licensed and registered in Rhode Island, but not New York. This is why Fran Gardner, the director of patient accounts, had to stop her billing agency from billing me.

And, of course, her New York certification is of approximately the same date as the date the hospital was served with the law suit.

In my conversation with Ms. Tarpey, she emphasized the definition of Family Practice. It is her understanding that this includes Emergency Medicine. I would like to recommend to her that she look again at the website of the American Board of Medical Specialists. And as we approach the next court date, I would like to unofficially file a motion demanding that all issues of Family Practice be deemed inadmissible.

But what is especially interesting is my conversation with Mutual of Omaha today. According to them in 2002 my total did not reach the deductible maximum of $5,000, only $3,500. I learned this upon receiving their processing paperwork of one last bill of October of 2002 from the cardiologist's staff. The $30. fee was applied to the deductible. I called them believing it was accidentally applied to this year's deductible. It wasn't.

Friday May 30, 2003

As the Preliminary Conference is approaching, William is beginning to panic.

Why?

We are only talking about $1,300.

Not only is William threatening to have me fired again, but he is also demanding of me to do another photography session glorifying the fabrics from England. I suggested that his beloved, Brittany Spears, do that work. She has proven market potential, is taller and henceforth a better model, and has incomparable celebrity status.

There has been one more issue I have continually intended to raise on this website, and have continually forgotten.

Just before Christmas of 2002 two women, volunteering for Northern Westchester Hospital Center, entered Staples and asked the general manager to donate stationary for their cause.

Their cause was a fundraiser for the expansion of the neo-natal unit for babies who can't breathe on their own.

As I performed the transaction, I remembered how I wheezed in my hospital bed as an annoyed nurse watched and verbally disciplined me as I requested my pocketbook.

The United States military cannot find the biochemical weapons Dr. Germ stored.

Did it ever occur to anyone she may have sold it?

And that the sale was part of a bigger marketing strategy?

I believe that the reason why Dr. Salerno did not immediately certify herself in New York State was because she did not want her signature committed to anything.

And I believe that Dr. Germ was selling the services she performed in Northern Westchester Hospital Center, and some of the money was diverted to William.

Dear President Bush;

The only thing you need to do is perform a complete audit of the hospital's finances. This should lead you directly to all sources of weapon storage.

You can also walk into the British Embassy and audit their finances.

And always bear in mind that no one ever heard of Osama ben Laden before Prime Minister Tony Blair was elected.

Saturday May 30, 2003

And this is what else happened this week.

If you will recall, the law firm which administered my mother's Estate was Banks Pickett Gruen and Shapiro. And if you will recall, they sued me for unpaid legal fees.

The primary attorney was Barbara Pickett.

At the time of the legal proceedings, I telephoned my local chapter of the American Bar Association. It is only a referral service. They confirmed she was a member of the Bar. But a few days ago, as I was surfing the Internet, I decided to look up her license.

I couldn't find it.

I telephoned the referral service, she was listed with the same business phone number.

I called the office. She retired.

Yesterday I tried to telephone her home. I only received the answering machine.

I explained the situation to Pooh.

Today I tried to phone her home again and learned that the phone number was disconnected with no new information available.

If you will recall, she was the proud owner of an Addition Consulting Business and, according to the Court, her skills were so extraordinary she had a right to impose and charge for her services of imitating a checking account statement, even though she could not read my mother's checkbook register.

Should I file an appeal or new Supreme Court action to recover my fees?

Monday June 02, 2003

William has legally found a way out, with Georgie-Pooh's validation, of course.

Because he is just a few weeks shy of his 21st birthday, he cannot be held responsible for the stolen money.

Why hasn't anyone noticed that I never cancelled the other website? I am stilling paying $19.95/month.

Did it ever occur to anyone that this could have been another trap?

At this time I will submit to the Pooh's legal understanding of the situation. Not because I am advocating it, but rather because I have no choice.

William's birthday is in June. I don't recall the exact date, but it is definitely between the dates of June 09 and 30th--the submission dates for ideas for the memorial.

That is no coincidence.

If William steals any amount of money on his birthday, I expect him to spend that night in jail.

And don't try to tell me his finances cannot be audited. The Royal family set the legal precedent in Diana and Charles' divorce. Diana could not access Royal cash or property because these are not personal. Henceforth, these are public.

On another subject...

I asked Chris to compose the June assignments. He did, with the intended target of boosting the economy. Since Georgie-Pooh wants to follow in his father's footsteps and loose the next election, he won't open my cage and let him in.

But it is my understanding that he did a job so extraordinary, they are insisting I enter it into the script.

Tuesday June 03, 2003

And Chris did a job so extraordinary, William has actually noticed that the UK has an economy.

And I hope Cardservices International learned their lesson. They delivered that money to William, then people cancelled their credit card transactions. The losses are theirs to sustain.

Dear William,

The Devil is a child of God.

Wednesday June 04, 2003

In 1995 I was told that a publisher could deliver instant overwhelming success for my book. All I had to do was pay for the damage which a billionaire did to it. I was called crazy for failing to understand the rationale.

In 1997 I was told that a married man would give me a nice life. All I had to do was allow him to sign his name to my copyrights to pay-off his debts. I was called crazy for failing to understand the rationale.

In 2003 I am now being told that a life as a Queen awaits me. All I have to do is finance the inferiorities of the King's brain. I am called crazy for failing to understand the rationale.

I would like to remind William that while the law allows for him to use his age as an excuse, the legal stipulation is treatment for his psychiatric condition. And considering the magnitude of the issue, institutionalization is a must.

That is,

the fact that he arranged for me to be all alone at 11 pm with one of the world's most dangerous killers,

his enjoyment for the fact that this individual murdered the pregnant pharmacist's third-trimester baby,

etc.

Of course treatment might be difficult because the severity of the financial damage to the medical community of the United Kingdom has left them with professionals who can at best be amateurs in the United States.

William, after treatment, must then make his case to the court that he is sane and safe.

The Devil takes care of his own.

Part II------------Wednesday June 04, 2003

The case was dismissed today. Judge Andrew Brotman asked Ms. Tarpey if she had a copy of Dr. Salerno's license. She did not.

He decided that the burden of proof was on me to prove she was unlicensed. I asked the judge to issue a subpoena. He would not.

He additionally decided that the burden of proof was on me to prove that an emergency room must provide a doctor.

I will take the next step and file a complaint with the New York State Attorney General's Office. I will demand two documents: a copy of her license and driver's license verification of her signature.

And I will prove that the other woman was Dr. Germ. They cannot charge for the clinical services performed by Dr. Germ, especially since neither individual was an employee of the hospital at the time, and especially since malice was intended.

This will be entered in the script as a case in which the anthropologist has a car accident with an unlicensed motorist who didn't know what a STOP sign was.

It was dismissed without prejudice. This means I can re-file.

Friday June 06, 2003

PART II-----------------------Friday June 06, 2003

Part 3---------------------Friday June 06, 2003

There is no question in my mind that this is the woman who, on January 26, 2002, drew blood from me, and inserted an IV.

My recommendation to Georgie-Pooh is to further distribute these cards into the public domain. Many of those not captured may be walking down our streets. One person who should receive a complimentary copy is Kathy McTigue. The money raised should finance the deficit.

I have been confused. There were two women: Rihab Taha (Dr. Germ), and Huda Ammash (Mrs. Anthrax). According to the website of MSNBC, "Taha is credited with starting Iraq's biological weapons research while Ammash is believed to have converted her research into the program."

But I am not convinced I am completely wrong. Could one women be the post-plastic-surgery-nose version of the other?

If that is true, then we must explain the reports that two women were taken into custody.

One possible explanation is that there are three women.

Another explanation is that I am mistaken.

I want to see a photograph of these two women together.

Part 4-----------------------Friday June 06, 2003

When I first began to research Dr. Amy Salerno approximately one year ago, I did not know how to use the Internet. I therefore telephoned the pharmacy I once worked in. Billy Ricciardi and Barbara Godlewska were very nice. They found two different Amy Salernos: Texas and New York.

Mrs. Anthrax received her master's degree in 1979 from Texas Woman's University.

The Texas Salerno is no longer listed.

Part 5---------------------Friday June 06, 2003

I found the Texas Salerno's license number. I never throw-out my notes.

274213

The Internet list found in the website of the Office of Professional Discipline, no longer recognizes this number.

Saturday June 07, 2003

I would like to recommend the following to President Pooh for the capture of the playing card figures remaining.

Turn the satellite cameras toward the Queen's palaces.

If this fails, then we must take an anthropologically different approach.

I understand that Dr. Germ and Mrs. Anthrax are two people. But there remains those in the deck of cards for whom you have no photograph, but a different name.

I additionally understand that the Administration recognizes the fact that many such individuals have more than one name to confuse investigators. This may not be the whole reason.

It is my understanding that some, maybe all, of these people practice Judaism privately. If you don't believe me, ask your military prison guards if they fasted on Yom Kippur.

If I am correct, then the possibilities narrow.

There are the Jewish communities in South America where people like Joseph Mengele fled to.

And then there is Israel, and its embassies.

Sunday June 08, 2003

When I first met Chris, he was on his cell phone looking for a place to live explaining he has a dog. I immediately realized I have something to exploit.

I am growing impatient with that situation, and don't understand why William is allowed to influence it. Even if I still wanted him, we would have to wait six months after his last date to perform the HIV test.

And there is one more issue about Kathy McTigue.

After I yelled at Monica (and she sat then in Deborah's office crying, "Vivian doesn't like me," over-and-over), I was suspended. A few days later I was summoned for a conference with Kathy and Deborah.

I don't remember all of my complaints, but in response to the first one Kathy explained how difficult it was for her to help her managers understand that price mark-downs are a priority.

But we weren't discussing that issue. It had no relevance.

On the day of the children's fashion show, Monica had the day off. But when I went downstairs I found her in casual clothes performing a few mark-downs. She then handed me the remaining tickets, and went home.

Was Kathy attempting to explain that incident?

Why?

I want a complete accounting on how many of those children are still alive, including Kathy's child, Kaitlin.

Monday June 09, 2003

I would like to make one more clarification regarding Chris.

Yesterday's entry was in response to his apology to me that he will have to exploit me for a place for him-and-his-dog to live. He is very committed to his pooch. It must have been one of the things I first liked about him. So I exploited him first.

But right now I don't understand what he is asking of me to do. I have received many confusing signals. I don't want to make a fool out of myself again.

On June 04th, as we sat in court, the Judge asked everyone to state our appearances as he read the list of cases. When he mentioned mine, I stood-up and announced my presence, my opposing council did not. After a few seconds, she finally asked him to repeat himself, and then stated she was there. In chambers, he explained to her that there is no record of her appearance, and she would have to remedy this as she left. I believe she did.

But it is now my understanding that the lack of such record was part of her strategy. But I don't know what strategy.

The Judge, Andrew Brotman, is not included in the list of judges found in the April letter from the court explaining the postponement. Two other judges are mentioned.

And I don't want to hear that they are so over-crowded, that there are more than two. This court meets once-a-week, at 4:30 pm. Arbitrators relieve the court of some of the burden.

And I cannot find Brotman on the American Bar Association website.

Another person I cannot find on the list of professionals is the registered nurse who signed her name to the Emergency Department Record; C. McIntosh RN.

In chambers my opposing council gave a list of the states Salerno is licensed in. I remember hearing New York, Rhode Island and Maryland.

The problem is the American Medical Association profile lists New York, Rhode Island, and South Carolina.

And as I just explained to the FBI in Washington D.C. and New York, Maryland is where the current focus of the Anthrax distribution investigation is. That is, the investigation into the laced letters.

A celebrity visited the Staples store a few weeks ago; Andrew Cuomo, the former Gubernatorial candidate of New York. He lives in the area near his close relative, Robert Kennedy jr. I once visited the latter's home over ten years ago. It was with my mother for a party. I have since encountered him a few times such as when I worked at the supermarket. He does not remember me.

Channel 4 wanted me to mention that.

Tuesday June 10, 2003

I have not received any answers to any questions including the one I have not told you about. Recently, two old friends who are also sisters from middle and high school found me. I told Georgie via the Pooh line that I wanted a complete investigation by Child Protection Services. I cited, among other issues, their condition of having out of control hormones. I believe incest with their sons is likely. I also cited the issue of why our friendship failed when I was a junior in high school. It was not the story they told everyone. My former friend (the one with the Volvo Station Wagon) never acquired my side of the story and attempted to reform me. I resented that.

The only response to any issue I have raised is their assurances that Monica Christiensen has not become pregnant again.

It appears William is controlling the situation of quietude. He does not want to return the money, but still wants to be released from the grip of the devil. And still wants the status of wealthy desirable prince. He wants me to pursue him for the money, but does not want me to love him for the money.

William is partners with Bush. Because of the OPEC family bond, he does not want William to return the money, but wants me to find the money to finance the prescription insurance crisis and locate the Iraqi stockpiles of biochemical weapons for him.

The Devils just won the hockey national championship. And if I recall correctly with my limited understanding of sports, the recent football national championship was between two teams which each feature a devil in their emblem.

Idle hands are the devil's playground.

Saturday June 14, 2003

The State Police returned my phone call to the FBI. The investigator assured me that he will put my mind at ease and prove to me that this was not Mrs. Anthrax who drew blood, inserted an IV, etc.

I told him he will change his mind.

It is my understanding that when he telephoned the hospital, they turned the matter over to their attorney.

And yesterday Chris was permitted to visit the store, and even speak to me. Krystal, my co-worker who is attempting to train me on the subject of flirtation, was furious that I could only begin a discussion on his rebate. Chris mentioned to me the fact that his assistant takes care of these matters. I didn't like hearing that. I wished this individual was a male.

I don't know why this was permitted. I suspect that because they have not found the stockpiles of anthrax, they cannot prosecute Mrs. Anthrax. They may now have charges to bring against her.

They can take the next investigative step and ask William why he was so concerned about my hospitalization, while arriving after she left the building.

As I explained to the Investigator, Mrs. Anthrax appeared very comfortable in the environment. It appeared routine. She must have been there often possibly explaining why the neo-natal unit was expanded in late 2002. I also gave him Donald Sterling's name.

Saturday June 14, 2003

As I have previously explained to you, William has been manipulating my electrical power lines to influence the activity of my cables and ethernet. And today, with the use of United States satellites, he did one more thing.

As I left work today with two co-workers as passengers in my car, I drove down the street and found myself being pulled over by a Police car of the same town as the hospital. He explained my rear lights were not working, while my front lights were. Henceforth, it could not be the light switch, but rather the fuse. He very nicely explained to me that I have one business day to remedy the problem before the summons can be entered into my record.

I am very certain that no mechanic is prepared to give me the help my car needs as they were told not to, and the fact that the lights were working when I arrived home.

This will be my last entry into this website. I will tell Earthlink to shut it down. If they decide not to, I will stop the credit card transactions. If the credit card company decides not to, I will not pay the bills.

My drivers' license is too important to me.

Tuesday June 17, 2003

I have a very rare message from God.

He is hastening the date of death of Queen Elizabeth II. William's nation will then be too morally and financially bankrupt to mechanize his coronation.

His patience with Great Britain is about to expire.

Part II---------------------Tuesday June 17, 2003

As William continues to state that I must send him money for a future life of luxury, everyone is saying, He just doesn't get it.

Except he does.

William knows, and has always known, he is lying.

Just the way my mother knew she was lying to me about the quality of clothes my grandmother made for me.

Just the way President Billy-Goat knew he was lying about what a wonderful opportunity it was to allow someone else to sign his name to my copyrights in exchange for impregnation sex. It was he who finally explained to me that it was sexual harassment and that One has nothing to do with the other. Until that moment, I never noticed these facts. And until that moment, I did not understand what their reasoning was.

Just the way my prospective husband knew he was lying when he insisted I cannot receive equal pay for equal work because he does not want me working full time while being a mother while at the same time he assured his company that I will soon produce more scripts or face a beating.

Just the way my friend from high school with the Volvo station wagon knew she was lying.

Just the way The New York Hitlers knew they were lying when they sent The Tantrum as my role model mother. She was working full time while being a mother. They thought I didn't notice it. But whenever she was in the store during the daytime, she was without her children. In the evening she was with them. And she once called the store from her place of work.

But William believes his lies will work. Because people do believe him. And because this is the only way of life he knows. His forward direction of evolution is to find new ways to re-enforce this. A change of action would be the definition of evolution. This is what he can't do. He would prefer to commit suicide. If you don't believe me, ask him

William, would you prefer to die or admit you are lying?

His birthday is on Saturday. I will then transfer the latest version of my script. Unfortunately, it is not as thoroughly proofread as the last version because I resumed work on it yesterday, rather than before.

And yesterday I contacted Scotland Yard via e-mail. Surprisingly, they have always been able to control him for me, without admitting to it. I explained he stole the money, and has boasted proudly to all his friends and mine that while I was in the hospital, he drugged and raped me.

I should have also explained that he left me with the fees. This is his definition of a gentleman. He tells everyone he is doing me a favor.

He loves Brittany Spears, so he should go to her for money.

Thursday June 19, 2003

As for my health...

I am still using King Bio's Yeast Freee. I am also using Boiron Yeastaway. The latter is a suppository. When I was away for 48 hours I accidentally discovered something important. Instead of using my usual very large tampons to hold it in place until it dissolves, I used the hotel's smaller ones. This enabled it to reach lower areas of the cavity which was a bulls-eye on the target. I have made much progress as I am eating more frequently and the nose bleeds are slowly disappearing. But as I stated much earlier in this website, I believe there is a hormone involved which was never scientifically isolated. And as I see myself progress in an approximate five-day-cycle of going from over- to under-hungry, I am certain of this, and of the fact that it is not a 30-day-hormone.

Candida is the species of Yeast which receives the most press attention. As I have learned, it is one of many types. I do not believe it was ever my problem.

And I am becoming increasingly angry at Dr. Rush, the infectious disease specialist who, in late 2000, insisted that no one is ever poisoned and anyone who thinks they are is "delusional". I asked him at the time if he is proven wrong, does that make him "delusional"? He said it doesn't.

I say it does.

I want him immediately institutionalized according to his own standards of mental sanity.

It doesn't seem possible that any doctor of such specialty could be unable to recognize a yeast infection. He examined by swollen stomach. It was not soft fat. Does he know what fat is?

On the subject of Mrs. Anthrax and Northern Westchester Hospital Center...

Investigator Lopez of the Duchess County State Police Terrorism Task Force whose district includes Westchester County, explained to me that the nurse's signature is that of C. McIntosh RN. I answered there is no registered nurse in the United States by that name and asked him if he verified this as her signature by comparing it to her hospital ID material. He refused to answer. I asked what procedure he followed. He refused to answer. I asked what is standard procedure. He refused to answer. I asked for his badge number. I was placed on hold, then told to "have a nice day." Then he hung the phone.

I suspect he has a Cuban accent.

Tuesday night I called the FBI and explained what happened with the Mount Kisco Police Department. I also explained that all telephone calls into this department are tape recorded. And I explained this to Scotland Yard.

Today as I was about to leave work it was asked of me to give a co-worker a ride and if I would like to leave early. I went to clock-out and then returned to find him not where he was standing at the registers a few minutes earlier.

"Set-up," I said to myself, and ran out the door and drove in the opposite direction.

I want the children of Ronald Sargeant, the CEO of Staples, to understand that just because their father joined the Nazis, does not mean he hates them.

Without question, the issue of Mrs. Anthrax and Northern Westchester Hospital Center is their weakest point. This is how we will move forward, without President Bush, who appears sympathetic to the hospital.

I would like to ask all insurance companies who processed any claims of Dr. Robert Marcus (the individual whose name appeared on my wristband) to review all claims and verify that the work was performed by him.

I would like to ask these companies to review all claims regarding babies in the neo-natal unit. If their conditions were results of malicious acts, the hospital must pay for treatment in another hospital.

And, of course, if you are planning on making a donation to this hospital, please reconsider.

President Billy-Goat, a close neighbor of this hospital, isn't helping me. Why not?

What I do know, is that before President Jimmy Carter received the Nobel Peace Prize, he made a very public statement that he had toured Cuba, and found no evidence of any biochemical weapons program.

It is apparent to me that the Nobel Committee is some kind of a front for something very different.

On the subject of my script...

We are researching the possibility that I may not need Cardservices International as a middleman.

If this is not possible, I would like a federal investigation under the anti-trust laws.

If this is not possible, I will find a way.

And if I don't, I will add a note onto this website on the front page:

All proceeds will feed Prince William the Hungry.

I have been accused of using witchcraft regarding the recent scandals surrounding the latest book release of the saga of Harry Potter. Some of the books were stolen, while the author is suing journalists for releasing the plot of the book before the book's release date.

I am not performing witchcraft. As I explained in the script, such energy cannot be contained within human physiology except in the form of electromagnetic information transference.

Is it possible William was planning on stealing that money? Perhaps not directly, but from the tax revenues. It is, after all, England's only lucrative industry.

And it is possible that this is God's sense of humor. President Billy-Goat must remember it well.

Friday June 20, 2003

Today was William's unlucky day. Sadaam Hussein's right hand man was taken into custody, and appears to be talking.

The palace released video footage of he with his father and brother. It was nothing recent. I have been looking for a hint that Prince Charles is alive.

And the lieutenant of the Mount Kisco police office was my customer this morning.

He was in uniform. I noticed his rank. I commented on it.

I asked him if he knew Officer Janik.

He said he was his lieutenant.

He asked how I knew him: "Did he give you a ticket?"

"No," then I hesitated. He persisted.

The next customer suggested he was my husband. I began to take care of this next person.

I said quietly, "I asked the FBI to look into the tapes."

"WHAT?!"

I repeated myself in a slightly louder voice.

He stormed out.

Maybe tomorrow will be a better day for William.

Nonetheless, this police station is down the street from the fabric store where I have been spending much time lately. My sewing machine no longer works. After over 40 years of non-stop usage by my mother and I, Old Faithful finally gave-out. It was while I was working on my bedspread. It had been going downhill for a long time. And then I sewed over a pin.

I have been using the machines at the sewing store, as well as their tables. They don't charge much. I suspect that the people who videotape me pay the balance. I sometimes spend up to five hours there, until the classes arrive. I became accustomed to the convenience of buying fabric, thread and other notions as I needed these. And I decided that one of these Swiss made machines is in my future, so it is good for me to learn a little more every day.

I can't go there anymore. The Nazis owe me a new sewing machine. I intend to use my grandmother's old dining room table (i.e., that which once served as my desk in my seduction-study) as a cutting table. (At home I use my mother's bed. But I cut more efficiently on the tables.) The attic can be lined with insulation and sheet rock.

Sunday June 22, 2003

And as for my health, I have been receiving much comfort from the Calendula Gel by Boiron. This herb is an ingredient in their suppository. Its purpose is to relieve bruises and burns. I think it is much more.

And as for Dr. Germ and Mrs. Anthrax, I have a theory as to why I, in my mind, confused them.

Maybe it wasn't just media coverage which never concisely stated there were two of them. (And I am not holding the media at fault for that. How could they have known it was very critical information?!)

My guess is these are mother-daughter. If that is true, she may be an illegitimate child.

And as for the children of the fashion show at Lord & Taylor...

I have not received any response for my demand for an accounting of how many of these children are alive.

I am going to assume that Kathy McTigue's daughter, Kaitlin, is dead.

They probably believe they should not hold the mother responsible. I have a different opinion.

She was indifferent to my suffering.

She had been with the company for 23 years prior to this, and could have demanded a transfer at the time she witnessed Monica poison my inhaler which occurred between the date she began working there, and the date she was placed on payroll.

It was ridiculous to assume that just because it was Monica's day-off, that her child was safe.

This should send a message to anyone who has joined the Nazis that they should expect to bury a child, and then be prosecuted.

This message should be delivered to Earthlink, Miva Merchant, Cardservices International, General Electric, the Queen and everyone else.

Tuesday June 24, 2003

The Bank of New York is currently researching an alternative to Cardservices International. I hope they find someone who makes a fool out of them.

Part II-------------Tuesday June 24, 2003

I am certain William noticed that I did something unprecedented today--I transported myself from my study into the kitchen ten minutes late for the 5 pm news. I first heard the story about insurance defrauders who were caught and face up to ten years of imprisonment. And then I heard the story about the bloodiest day for British soldiers in Iraq.

William will never figure this out, but his untreatable heartburn is a work of the devil.

I am about to send the second version of the script. I don't know exactly when the developer will avail it. But I can assure William that if he evolves to a higher behavioral level, he will begin to conquer the demon inside of him.

Thursday June 26, 2003

I was recently awarded by Staples a gift certificate to a video store. I have not used it so therefore Channel 4 News has been urging me to not wait until the store goes bankrupt, even though such does not seem likely. Two days ago when I attempted to look at one of my DVDs, I learned why I won this.

William couldn't wait to show me he broke it.

And I have also found out why their Royal hatred of me lost control after January of 2002.

It is my understanding, and I admit I could be wrong, that after her failure in the emergency room, Mrs. Anthrax needed to prove she is a competent killing machine.

So she eliminated the Queen's children.

If this is correct, then William is not the rightful heir to the throne. And they can use as many Prince Charles look-alikes as they want to discredit me. The throne must be transferred to the lineage of the Queen's eldest sibling.

If I am correct, contact your parliamentary representative and ask them to permit William's coronation if you are financially capable of paying your taxes to provide for it.

And as for my other website...

The developer has a British accent. Georgie-Pooh should deport him for his loyalties to the Nazis.

Saturday June 28, 2003

According to today's news reports, we are still at war with Iraq evidenced by the fatality rate of United States soldiers.

I would like to suggest to Bush to attempt to reduce the fatality rate by explaining to the Queen that for every fatality, he will personally supervise the plugging of one major oil or gas leak as if it were his campaign fundraiser dinner.

And I would like to ask each of my children to find and adopt a leak.

Part II---------------Saturday June 28, 2003

Two days ago I finally bought a sewing machine. It was not the $2,000 model I have been working with in the sewing store, but rather a $250 student machine. I acquired the unused floor model for $200. It is completely equipped with a free lesson.

I enjoyed it today. The store explained to me that it is not the same motor as the more expensive models. So I was not surprised when I could not go at my normal speeds, but was very impressed when the stitching was of much finer detail.

But toward the end of the day I was very surprised when it began to have the same problems as my old machine:

tearing the thread over-and-over,

accumulating large chunks of thread next to the bobbin,

incorrect timing (i.e., zig-zag interrupting to straight).

And then I remembered that my problems with my old machine went out of control after Christmas of last year.

Did William do to my old sewing machine the same electronic trick he played with my DVD player and that which he attempted to do on my computer?

And what is wrong with NYSEG that they are permitting this?

But when can you expect from a boy whose mother had so many abortions, she lost track of the quantity of potential fathers?

Monday July 01, 2003

Yesterday I received the information that William will allow me the privilege of releasing the script if I finalize it with our wedding, and include discussion of the fabric remnants.

I did.

My presentation half-satisfied him. But only Chris could unravel the secret code. I'll let him explain it to him.

Today William insists I must elaborate on his remnant-demand.

And Channel 4's Sue believes that this will be his final demand. She also called me crazy in 1995 because I refused to pay my former publisher for the damage which a billionaire did to my property in exchange for guaranteed (albeit subliminal and unwritten) publishing success.

She is stupid.

And throughout all of this, Chris very graciously stepped aside and allowed me publishing freedom. It worried me that he might not like me having an income. But apparently it does not threaten him.

In the meantime Chris has been making his demands on the house. And I have been explaining legal and practical limitations. He is slowly learning that the house will own him.

But there is one issue he is anxious to discuss, and I don't know how to raise the issue. I will raise it here.

He wants co-ownership of the house. I understand that. He is about to put his heart and soul into the care and feeding of an enigmatic organism. But after my experiences with my mother's estate and the distribution of my grandmother's assets, I resolved never again to own anything jointly.

But if it is what he really wants, I will break that promise to myself. But after I explain everything, his emotions will quickly dissolve, I am certain.

My grandmother had three bank accounts. One was left in trust for me. The other two for my brother. My mother was disinherited because she would not quit her job and fly out to California to care for her unverified illnesses including heart condition, history with stroke, etc.

The procedure for the bank account was simple. I wire transferred the money after presenting her death certificate to the bank.

My mother had a will which left everything to me. We also had a joint savings account. The checking account we intended to add my name to, but never took the time.

Two days after she died I saw routine household bills come in and I decided to take initiatives. The world was not going to stop for me. I sat in the bank as they very nicely explained to me the procedure for closing the first account, opening the savings and checking, and their recommendations for which of their selection for each would be in my best interest.

As I sat listening with my elbow in her desk and hand against the side of my head, I said to myself, You can pull yourself together now or make some mistakes you will never stop paying for.

And I resolved that the way to pay tribute to my mother was not by losing all her money because I can't concentrate. I shortly thereafter established two rules: no backlog on the paperwork, and get everything right the first time. In two months time we completed one year's worth of work. The law firm resigned as my council and I did not have to hire new attorneys.

I had certain advantages.

My cat was my first serious loss in 1987. I plagued myself with philosophical questions, and experienced the shock of walking through the house without seeing the individual.

In 1991, I experienced some of that with my grandmother.

In 1992, I experienced more with Fluffy's death.

But by November of 1992, my mother's date of death, I quit those questions. And it was no longer a shock to walk through the house unable to find the individual. I was not confused, although I was much more depressed. But it was this unconfused state which enabled me to pull myself together.

My law firm attempted to break into my mother's safe deposit box, attempted to steal the life insurance money, and attempted to alter my mother's will and leave themselves the house.

But because I kept track of every detail of the events, and because it was a simple will, these did not happen.

And then there was one paralegal of the law firm, Joan Robbins, who was honest and prevented the safe deposit box theft. It was Barbara Pickett who had me sign the document verifying the validity of my mother's will. She conveniently forgot to tell me there are five preceding pages of the document. This is easily verified by their own records she submitted to the court. These very clearly reveal she committed her notarized signature to this document two weeks later when they had adequate information to complete it.

It was Charles Banks who attempted to influence Joan to perform the theft. She informed Barbara of what was happening, and Barbara performed the safe deposit box inventory herself because he would have stolen what Donald Trump wanted, and she would have been held responsible. What he wanted was an earlier draft of the Bright-Red theory.

But they billed me Barbara's $200/hour fee for this service, rather than Joan's $100. As I explained to the Court, and the Court agreed with me, staffing is their problem.

There was estate tax to pay. I understand that since 1991, such federal tax has been eliminated. But it is my understanding that New York State has not.

Nonetheless, the value of everything had to be reported to the Surrogate's Court and New York State Department of Taxation and Finance.

And if the New York abolishes such tax, I suspect reporting to such court will still have to be performed. Because it isn't just about tax, it is also about the potential for an individual or corporation to file a law suit against the estate.

Our joint savings account must be reported, according to Barbara. And it was presumed to be 100% the property of the deceased.

But because I still had the paperwork from the account my grandmother left in trust for me, and because I still had the paperwork of the electronic wire transfer into the joint account, and because the amount of the joint account was much less than the transferred amount, it was not included in the estate. Its value was not reported to the Surrogate's Court, nor was it taxed.

But let me return to the issue of the house.

If Chris wants to purchase half the value of the house, he must never loose the cancelled check.

According to another banker I spoke to, it can be entered on the deed to the house in trust for as my grandmother's bank accounts were.

This is my opinion, is much simpler. Simpler is better. There is less opportunity for theft. Although taxes will be paid on the full value, the alternative route would create a situation in which legal fees would accumulate as it would have to be established how to translate the current payment figure into future economic circumstances. The value of the house, I am certain will change by then--up or down.

Friday July 04, 2003

The location of the alleged son of Adolph Hitler is Somers, New York.

William has a sudden obsession with this town.

Henceforth, it can be inferred that either Sadaam Hussein and/or either of his sons are located there.

IBM probably knows where.

(I should have mentioned that when I took my 48 hour trip, I passed another IBM office. I looked in the telephone directory at the hotel and found a Schick living in that same town.)

Monday July 07, 2003

As you may already know the fatality rate of American soldiers in Iraq has recently risen. Since Georgie-Pooh refuses to assume a presidential role in this matter, I will have to ask my children to increase the pressure to plug the leaks.

I would like you to calculate the losses of money we incurred to these leaks. But we will not call these leaks. We will call these Self-Destruction-Financing. And I would like you to find a victim and name the Self-Destruction after this individual. You can choose a soldier, or victim of September 11th, or use one of the women you saw last night on 60 Minutes, or a victim of mongoloid-ism (i.e., biochemical attack), or find someone else. It has been a long, long war. September 11th was only a minor manifestation of it.

I hope the day comes that we see in our paychecks an entry, War Reparations in which we are all reimbursed.

On the subject of Chris....

I last saw him in June. He was leaving as I was arriving on shift. I think I saw his car. Krystal wasn't there, but has insisted I must research the matter of what he drives. He must have obeyed her.

But I haven't seen him since. My guess is that his apartment lease expired. But that is only a guess.

I have been directed to his website which was not CJSSecurities, but rather CJS-assoc. The latter is a business which helps small businesses under the size of 250 employees develop in their technology and human resources divisions. The headquarters is his PO Box near my home in New York.

I researched CJS Associates and found an identical firm in California which helps firms under the size of 250.

But there is one large difference. In the New York website you can directly connect to the front page of The New York Times and London Times.

Part II---------------Monday July 07, 2003

If I don't hear from Chris within 24 hours, I will assume William killed him, and act accordingly.

Tuesday July 08, 2003

After seeing Chris' frustrated condition today, I am very convinced that he is 100% innocent, and William is 100% guilty.

And I am very convinced of one more thing.

They had to create a phony CJS employment recruiting agency, because the real one was not Nazi. The California company is owed an apology for name-victimization.

There is no question in my mind that Sadaam Hussein and his sons are here in the United States, most likely near my home. These are the technicians they need. I would like anyone with an electronics background to review the recruiting list with a fine-toothed comb. And I would like such help from the real CJS Associates. It should be very revealing. Included in that list is the job which is apparently for me; payroll clerk--knowledge of Quickbooks a must. They have suggested I acquire a tutorial for this software.

As for the letter signed by Christopher Sullivan which appears in the phony website, I believe William wrote it. It is very poorly written. Eton, the grade school which conferred upon him his degree, owes the United Kingdom an apology and explanation.

Wednesday July 09, 2003

Two members of the deck of cards (i.e., most wanted Iraqi leaders) were taken into custody. It is my understanding that the British military relies heavily on the intelligence and advice they provide. Henceforth, the United Kingdom is now a wide open target for terrorists.

This includes Buckingham Palace.

Friday July 11, 2003

As for my health...

I have been using the over-the-counter/pharmacy-marketed generic version of Monistat combined with the King Bio Yeast Freee. It appears to be working, but I have a long road to go. I always remember Jan Freeman of Manchester, England. When I complained to her that the infection is slow to die, she said, "Your kind is."

As for my complaints to the Attorney General's office...

The decade old issue against my Estate attorneys was turned over to The State of New York Grievance Committee for the Ninth Judicial District, who turned it over to the Westchester County Bar Association. The law firm was served with a copy of my complaint and must respond.

The recent issue of the hospital was turned over to The State of New York, Department of Health. Earlier this week, I transmitted my most recently formulated complaint. I attached a copy of the Small Claims Court complaint, as well as a written summation of the final trump card I issued in the June 05th conference with the Judge. I told the Judge that if Dr. Salerno has the qualifications she claims, she knew I had low estrogen. She performed an EKG in the middle of the month, and did inquire about the date of my last period. I told her two weeks ago. The second two ambulance rides should never have happened. I knew I would not require an expert witness for this, although did not specifically state this. I knew this is common knowledge, and expected that this Judge would be in an age range in which this would be a commonly encountered issue. And he did not demand such an expert witness.

As for William...

He believes he can abuse me because I love him. Of course, I don't. He cannot understand this, so I will explain it in a different language.

After six months of abstinence, I will require him to have an HIV test at a real medical clinic, and then I will go near him.

As for Georgie-Pooh's recent demand of me...

The troops are expected to stay in Iraq for four years. He is afraid this will jeopardize his re-election.

I don't care about his re-election. But I do care about the troops.

The problem, as I understand it, is that the people of Iraq are still afraid of Sadaam Hussein. This suggests to me that he is still alive and in power.

Immediately, the only thing I can do is to demand that we plug the Self-Destruction-Financing.

But in two months is September 11th, 2003. I believe there will be more opportunity for action on this date because of its sentimental value.

In addition to shifting the stock market, I would like to ask everyone to buy something made in the USA. And I would like to ask such manufacturers to boldly state on their packaging that their product is USA-made.

I expect it to be the sorriest day of Sadaam Hussein's life.

Part II----------------------Friday July 11, 2003

I explained a few days ago that Chris was in frustrated condition, but never explained what I meant by that.

After I arrived at work, I helped a few customers on the floor. I heard a few pages for electronics specialists. Of course, I am not one of them.

I returned to my register. The phone rang, and I found myself being at yelled by him that he was waiting for Ted. Ted was standing in front of me so I immediately summoned him. He then acquired the software he wanted, and left it for me at the registers giving me the name for whom it was on hold.

I watched the merchandise as I waited for him. I went to lunch. When I returned it was still there. Then I went to the Ladies' Room. It was gone when I came back. I checked the receipts and found his signature in very frustrated condition. It was not the same signature I studied so thoroughly when we first met, but was definitely of the same individual.

Saturday July 12, 2003

As the battle is heating-up regarding a so-called deceptive comment in Georgie-Pooh's 2003 State of the Union Address, I would like to remind his toughest critics, the Democrats, of a few facts.

In the 1970s, it was under Democratic control that we had stagflation, excessive interest rates, and an otherwise unmanageable economy.

Part of the inflationary problem was caused by out-of-control energy prices.

Inflation, of course, began to go out-of-control under Republican administrations who probably incited OPEC. But why couldn't Democratic President Jimmy Carter and his Vice President Walter Mondale correct this issue?

It was, of course, Carter, who recently visited Cuba, who then issued a public statement that such country did not evidence a biochemical weapons program. And then, of course, Carter received the Nobel Peace Prize.

In his re-election primary, Carter combated with Massachusetts senator Ted Kennedy. Was this really a battle between two people who wanted to help this country? Or was this about something else?

And why has Cuban president Fidel Castro remained in power for so long?

When Mondale pursued the presidency in 1984, he decided to be a political pioneer and select the first female vice presidential candidate. He, of course, selected Geraldine Ferraro, who assured him that her husband has more money than her female rivals. And the feminists appreciated this.

I am still not convinced that the material in the Pooh State of Union was inaccurate. Georgie's source was, after her, his counterfeit ally, Prime Minister Tony the Pony Blair of England. I may have believed him too. It was a professional mistake. Tony must have had a reason to make this statement. We must find this reason. Why don't the Democrats want to investigate that?

One possible explanation is that Sadaam Hussein did pursue nuclear material, but from a different country than that mentioned in the Pooh's speech. And there are several possibilities for this potential source: United Kingdom, France, Russia, India, etc. (Does everyone remember how my mother handled my brother's incestuous attempt toward her? She found something to accuse me of.)

I want Georgie to take the initiative of summoning the following Democrats for interrogation:

Senator Edward Kennedy

Former President James Carter

Former Vice President Walter Mondale

Former Congresswoman Geraldine Ferraro

Former Governor Mario Cuomo

Former Gubernatorial candidate Andrew Cuomo

Political partner (i.e., Andrew's wife) Kerry Kennedy-Cuomo

They will probably answer me the way they always do--with ridicule. Ridicule is a concealed lie. And the motive for the lie is their attempt to maintain their status as Aquatic Apes while giving me the reputation as a non-aquatic ape.

It won't work because Aquatic Apes are capable of cognitive evolution. They will use it because they are incapable of strategic evolution.

Part II-----------Saturday July 12, 2003

Today I received the following letter from Northern Westchester Hospital Center requesting donations.

Page two of the letter is signed by Dr. Robert Marcus, Chief of Emergency Services, and Ms. Margaret Piering, RN, Director of Emergency Services and Critical Care.

Attached was a letter from the President of Northern Westchester Hospital, who is also the Vice Chairman of NWH Foundation, Joel Seligman.

Please take notice of the second paragraph: "Around the clock, 365 days a year, our board certified emergency physicians and nurses are ready..."

According to the information I found in the website of the office of professions, Dr. Marcus has no Additional Qualifications. Does that mean he is not board certified in this profession? And would that explain why he sent me home in miserable condition in October?

According to Judge Andrew Brotman, it was my responsibility to prove that board certification in emergency services is necessary to perform in the emergency room.

According to their own advertising, it is. According to my opposing council, verification is unavailable.

I believe this letter is false advertising, and must be stopped.

And I have a few more questions for Mr. Seligman.

If the hospital is relying on cheap labor by technicians such as Carol Case who pretend to be nurses, but can't draw blood, don't know what an insurance deductible is, and constantly initiate ridiculous debates which she engineers to win because she has nothing else to put her pride in, why does it need donations?

And if the hospital billing department ignores non-FAX-ed statements from insurance companies, why does it need donations?

And if the hospital experienced a windfall in profiteering by caring for a sudden explosion of health care in the neo-natal unit, why does it need donations?

And why not ask your good friend, Sadaam Hussein, for money? Or is it that you are asking for donations after Mrs. Anthrax's money train stopped?

Monday July 14, 2003

The President sent a subliminal message that he needs the help of my students. But I am going to have to modify his plan.

There is a new leadership council of Iraqi citizens whose past is tragic, future is questionable, and present is ineffective. Bush's suggestion is to ask each of you to adopt one. But I do not want to ambush them with children and teenagers.

Perhaps by now you have found a company you can believe in. Whether it was on the list of CJS Securities or not, you may or may not have already adopted an executive. If it is not on the list, I would like you to ask this securities firm to perform a review. With your confidence and theirs, I would like you to ask this company to offer their assistance to any of these 25 council members. This should ensure that the new Iraqi administration is influenced by people who want to forward the direction of human evolution, rather than those who sell opportunities to incinerate 3,000 people one morning, among other things.

Wednesday July 16, 2003

Before I go into today's subjects, I would like to remind all those I mention by name that I welcome their written defenses, will be happy to publish these on this website in unedited version, and will apology for any inaccuracies. All my statements are NON-malicious.

And there is one more thing about that children's fashion show for the employees at Lord & Taylor.

Kathy McTigue's daughter Kaitlin was the last child in the procession. She was seven years old. After her mother finished explaining what she was wearing, she asked her mother if she could have a bagel. Her mother said she could. And she went over to the tables and helped herself.

Apparently, Kathy forbade this before the show, but in front of everyone, permitted it.

And it still amazes me that she could become so angry at me for making Monica cry after Monica poisoned her daughter.

As for Billy Ricciardi of the pharmacy (i.e., the head-pharmacist married to a pharmacist from Cuba), he has been promoted and transferred. I am told he is the manager of nine pharmacies in Connecticut.

If this is true, then he is no longer dispensing prescriptions.

As we already know based on circumstantial evidence, Marinol was stolen out of the pharmacy on January 26, 2002. Who did it?

When I worked at the pharmacy, it was made very clear to me that only pharmacists can legally handle narcotics. Nonetheless, I saw them, particularly Billy and Robert, hand narcotics to the technicians to count pills. But the pharmacists always insisted on seeing the prescription first. And I saw the technicians carefully count all pills twice as these were carefully inventoried with a a pharmacists initials.

The day after this date of hospitalization, I arrived at the pharmacy to pick-up my prescription for the anti-nausea drug Companzine. Billy and lead-technician Cathy Calcutti were on duty. This tells you nothing about who was on duty the evening before. But after I left in March of 2001, Calcutti was promoted and transferred. She must have been demoted and returned pending an investigation.

Either someone used the key allegedly stolen by Riaz Hussein, or a pharmacist used his/her key, without seeing a prescription, handed the bottle over to a technician. And no one noticed the inventory discrepancy. And such inventory must be performed every Saturday by the overnight pharmacist. The theft occurred before I received the injection at 11 pm, which was 24 hours before the scheduled time for weekly inventory.

Before his promotion into management, I explained to Billy via the Pooh-line, if a hearing is held on the theft issue, I know how good Calcutti is at pretending there is nothing wrong and that no one would hurt anyone.

Does everyone recall the conversation we had at the back of the pharmacy when she insisted it was perfectly safe for me to be all alone at 11 pm with a pharmacist with a criminal background because the company would never hire anyone who would hurt me and that all felonious issues are for upper management only to consider?

And, of course, Billy suspended me for making Calcutti cry.

All of this while her daughter, Jocelyn, was dying. And that, of course, was my fault. Everyone concluded that without acquiring a DNA/paternity test on the child. But I haven't seen or heard from Calcutti in a long time.

And as for the hospital...

On January 27, Carol Case (the nurse technician who wanted the status as nurse without doing the homework) desperately wanted to give me another IV injection as she was removing the IV equipment from my arm as per my demands, and despite her protest that doctor's orders are inviolable. I refused the injection because I remembered how painful it was, and because I saw no rationale to it. She insisted it was to "push the glucose through." If this is true, it is the only such injection I ever received, and I received another IV pack in July.

If Carol Case was handling a narcotic, and if the video recognized this, then she belongs in jail.

Friday July 18, 2003

The issue over the alleged phony intelligence report rages on.

I never said I witnessed stockpiles of biochemical weapons in Iraq which we must seize. I witnessed it in England and the United States. I believe the circumstantial evidence is indicative of the presence of the controlling leadership of these weapons to be in Iraq.

The intelligence report concerns itself with nuclear weapons. If this report is accurate, it was not the only reason we went to war. It was an issue of enough is too much.

And do we need to be reminded of the fact that Sadaam Hussein declared war on us? What were we supposed to do? Wait to see what he meant by that? As if we hadn't seen enough?

Our intelligence hierarchy did break-down. But this was not a Republican issue. Both parties have attempted to manipulate the system to finance their personal wealth. I would like to ask each congressperson to ask themselves what fault lies with themselves.

It is my understanding that William is taking Celexa to treat his lust to spend my money.

When I worked at the pharmacy, several customers told me this is an excellent drug to treat depression. I never heard anyone rave about the other anti-depressants.

I was fortunate in that I was able to treat my brief bouts of depression with a hot bath, sometimes two in one day. As I explained, I do not believe I had too much or too little of any hormone, but rather that I mis-distributed correct amounts.

Perhaps this is William's problem. But even if this is, I would never want him back. It still does not explain why he wanted me to be all alone at 11 pm with Riaz Hussein--a person he knew to be one of the most dangerous killers in the world. And it doesn't explain why he wasn't in that ambulance with me.

You might ask me to give him a chance. I don't have to. There was another trespasser on my property after midnight last night who flashed lights into my home. I first picked-up the Pooh-line, woke-up Georgie, and asked him to remove this person. I didn't have to say it--if the satellites can see what dress-pattern I am cutting, they should have been able to see this person. But instead, after I finally called the police, he flashed a few more lights, and then left before they arrived.

It was more than likely William.

I find it flattering that the people of the United Kingdom want me to marry him. But I don't think you do. One of my priorities will be to arrange for you to reimburse the citizens of the United States of everything you stole. And don't tell me you didn't know. I believe it was a dirty little secret. You must have known the generous health insurances monies were coming from someplace. And you must have known your government's ancient practice. And now you seem prepared to re-elect the person who introduced the world to Osama Ben Laden--Prime Minister Tony Blair.

And if you think I am going to work with him, you are crazy.

I would like to ask my fellow Americans to begin to keep records of how much Tony and his Ponies-of-a-lesser-species owe us.

A record of all your gas and oil purchases--most, possibly 90%, of this money went into European socialized medicine.

A record of all your electric bills--the money may not have been directed into Europe, but rather the electric companies had no incentive to price competitively.

A record of all your anti-terrorism expenses.

And everything else.

Wednesday July 23, 2003

I have decided that I cannot fight the concept of William trespassing on my property. I can however, demand that he undergo a complete health exam at Walter Reed Military Hospital in Washington, D.C. Maybe they can solve his heartburn problem.

As for the inaccurate intelligence report on nuclear weapons and Iraq, I would like to remind everyone of one more thing.

On September 10, 2002, I made the entry into this website that on September 03rd Andrew Cuomo withdrew his bid for the New York State Gubernatorial election. On September 04th, Tony the Pony announced he will forward to Georgie-Pooh all information he has on Iraq's nuclear weapons program. And on September 03rd the Pooh awarded me one Constitutional liberty. He permitted Andrew the pharmacist to visit.

Would he have done that if nothing significant was going on?

Saturday August 02, 2003

And as to the claim that President Pooh misrepresented the facts when he said there is a conspiracy between Sadaam Hussein and al-Qaeda, I would like to remind everyone that it was a high ranking member of the latter who poisoned me, and Mrs. Anthrax of the former who waited for me at the hospital.

Today as I was eating lunch I suddenly remembered something I haven't thought about in 25 years.

One of the Unitarian/IBM telephone numbers was of a physicist named Dr. Henderson Cole. When he had dinner at our home once, he told me he visited Russia on a business trip. This was unquestionably during the cold war.

What was that all about?

At the store where I work we are having trouble with our computers. These are unusually slow. I am told it is linked to the labor activity with Verizon telecommunications company. It is my understanding they are on strike, although the small amount of news I watch has not mentioned anything.

I suspect al-Qaeda is behind this labor activity, and that its intent is to sabotage our defense mechanisms.

Tuesday August 05, 2003

Chris is playing the game Donald, David (my prospective husband), and every other guy I every knew, also played--impossible-to-find. I always refuse to play it, so therefore I am called anti-family, etc.

Soon they will send Tantrum WIC-schwat as a role-model mother. She will probably be pregnant again. I, of course, will receive this welfare bill. And, according to them, I should not mind paying it because I inherited so much. This is what they explained to my former publisher when they attempted to force me to pay for the damage which a billionaire did to my property. And at the time, they sent a local chief of police to attempt to have sex with me. They calculated I would be easier to negotiate with after such act.

And they will explain that the reason why they have a right to tell me what to do with my money, and what to do with my love life, is because they have superior business and family brains. I will attempt to voice my opinion. And then what will happen is...

Georgie-Pooh can't be bothered with this because currently he is coping with the issue that the Russians had complete access to FBI files. It is as if they had an office in the FBI building in Washington, D.C.

But what no one notices is that my refusal to play this game, which I inherited from my mother, is my anti-aging formula. My mother called other women, "used-up". In German, she explained, it is called, "squeezed-out lemon".

Thursday August 07, 2003

They are attempting to lure me to give either Andrew, Chris or William the key to my home.

I am certain my role-model mother would give hers to all three so the taxpayer would not know who to sue to support the result.

What do they need my key for?

As to my health, I have a pharmaceutical riddle for everyone.

If I use creams or suppositories, I must treat this as a yeast infection.

If use pills intended for oral application, whether I use these as directed or as suppositories, I must treat this as a bacterial infection.

The anti-yeast cream Tarazole had limited affects, but I did loose eight pounds. And have since gained it back and then some. I am now 194 pounds, a new record.

The Monistat is excellent at controlling discomfort, but no other progress has been made after all this time.

A few days ago, I decided to try Econugenics' new product, Padma Lax. Its commercialized purpose is for irritable bowel syndrome. My gastroenterologist diagnosed me with this. I read his literature, took his pharmaceuticals, and rejected his theory.

But I have since wondered based on experience if this concept is really a misunderstood infection, and that I should not find fault with the doctor.

The Padma Lax arrived today, one pill immediately controlled the discomfort. And what it couldn't do, Solaray's Yeast Cleanse, Solaray's Fo Ti, and amoxicillin 500 mg, all taken orally, could control.

I will know tomorrow morning if I need creams. But Econugenics once again deserves applause.

Friday August 08, 2003

I would like to return to the subject of CVS pharmacy and Northern Westchester Hospital on the night of January 26, 2002. And I would like to explain the bigger picture.

CVS pharmacy in Mount Kisco, New York, my former employer, is one of the busiest in the country. I heard many estimates as to how many prescriptions-per-day it handles, from 200 to 600. It is 24 hours-per-day, seven days-per-week, and all holidays including Christmas and Easter. I worked the holidays. Christmas wasn't time-and-a-half, it was double-time. And the few customers we had were glad to find us open. Not all pharmacists could handle it. There were those sent to us to be trained, who formerly worked in small independent pharmacies which handled ten prescriptions-per-day. They become overwhelmed and ran, never to return. There were also pharmacists who visited us from other pharmacies who refused to handle narcotics. These pharmacists of Mount Kisco were second to nobody.

After I understood what happened with the Marinol I contacted the hospital pharmacy and asked if they routinely stock it. I was told they didn't. I wasn't surprised. Many narcotics prescriptions for its patients were delivered to us by relatives. I did not witness this in regard to Marinol or its generic form, but did in regard to pain killers.

But not only was Marinol stolen, it was also converted into injectable form. I don't know about the hospital pharmacy, but ours was one of very few in the area which prepared formulas.

If you will recall, when I realized I illegally received a narcotics injection, at an illegal dosage, I telephoned the pharmacy. I spoke to Amy Hoag. She did not know to whom she spoke, although I was certain she would eventually recognize my voice and my never-ending habit of asking questions. She didn't. I needed to know which narcotic, in overdose application, would cause numbness and asthma. After a long discussion of narcotics, and my second phone call after I remembered my tremendous expansion of appetite after the injection, she had to research the subject and after a few minutes, removed me from telephone-hold and explained Marinol fit that description. But she emphasized as she did already several times, only in very high dosages. I did not tell her it was an injection, nor how weak I was, nor that I was the patient. I only asked theoretical questions. She never asked why.

As I explained before, if Amy had to research this, then this must have been completely unknown to Riaz Hussein. I assumed he had no involvement with this, if he was still alive then.

Diary of a Septic Tank

The Arab-accented Mrs. Anthrax telephoned Mrs. Ricciardi, the Cuban-accented wife of the head pharmacist of CVS pharmacy in Mount Kisco.

Mrs. Ricciardi (laughing); "When did she die?"

Mrs. Anthrax; "She didn't."

Mrs. Ricciardi; "When was that?"

Mrs. Anthrax; "What did you say?"

Mrs. Ricciardi; "When...did...she...die?"

Mrs. Anthrax (crying); "She didn't."

Mrs. Ricciardi; "I don't understand you."

Amy Salerno, with Dr. Robert Marcus standing nearby, grabbed the telephone.

Salerno; "She didn't die."

Mrs. Ricciardi; "That can't be true! Why not?"

Salerno; "We tried everything."

Mrs. Ricciardi; "What am I going to tell Mr. Castro?"

There was a silence on the telephone.

Mrs. Ricciardi; "I'll fix this."

And she hung-up the telephone.

Mrs. Ricciardi telephoned her husband at work.

Mrs. Ricciardi; "Darling, please prepare an injectable solution of Marinol, and give it to Cathy Calcutti. She is still your lead technician, isn't she?"

Billy Ricciardi; "She recently was demoted and returned. I don't know why."

Mrs. Ricciardi; "Very good."

Cathy handed the loaded needles to Mrs. Anthrax. Billy noticed this. What had he done?

I don't know what happened next, but I do know there is no medical explanation for why I woke-up, except perhaps my ancestral history. In another of my many dreams about the incident, I saw Chris, in a gray business suit, reaching over me. The problem with that is the fact that his work uniform is beige pants, a shirt with some coloration, without a tie. But Billy wore such a uniform. But the dream was not about the hospital, but rather in a car. Perhaps there was a second injection? Perhaps I was moved someplace else briefly? In the dream I was in the front passenger seat, and he in the driver's seat.

The video from the spy satellites may or may not have this information. The British were controlling it, and probably always have. Which may also explain how September 11th happened.

Monday August 11, 2003

William is now beginning to admit he sabotaged my transmission. At the time in 1991 my co-worker said that 106,000 miles is too early.

I bought the car brand new in 1992 with the life insurance money. I have it oiled and lubed every 2,000 miles. And since it passed 100,000, I have the 30,000 mile tune-up performed at 20,000. As to the former tune-up, one of my mechanics sometimes yells at me for being too early. I always explain that at 2,000 it begins to consume oil. He always answers there is nothing wrong with it requiring a quart of oil between servicings. I always answer that if my body was drinking a certain vitamin every 2,000 of my miles, I wouldn't just take the vitamin without questioning what adjustment is required. He never answers. And a few months later, we have the same argument again. But I always ask him if can I take the car to 200,000 miles. He always answers if I continue taking care of it the way I have, I might.

The car has almost no rust. It began to rust in the area of the small dent I have as a result of Donald Trump arranging one of his people to have a car accident with me, and have three phony witnesses on stand-by to attempt to convince me the accident was my fault. Their method of reasoning with me was to repeat themselves over-and-over. I stood there unresponsive as I was relieved no one was hurt. This was a few months before he sabotaged my book. And he did it because he was still frustrated over all of his failed attempts to have a car accident with me on the mornings of each court date with my former estate attorneys.

I suspect his legal strategy was inspired by his sister, Federal Judge Maryanne Trump Barry, to whom the court assigns all the easy cases. If she knew the law, she would know what my insurance representative later explained to me thereby proving the accident was not my fault.

I controlled the rust by paying a local car wash their usual fee of $140 to take the hand-held wax buffers and perform a deep waxing of the car. It took over an hour and worked.

As to the issue of the pharmacy, in my dream the gray-suited individual made love to me. I thought I had merged the events with William. But there was someone else in my room in a gray suit, and I had a very active night with multiple, unprotected partners.

I believe there must be another pharmacist-witness. Billy must have either asked the Mount Kisco overnight person for help, or contacted the nearest CVS 24-hour pharmacy. Andrew was probably on duty that night in White Plains. A detoxification formula had to be quickly manufactured.

William these days is attempting to convince me to save money while giving me a shopping list.

I must spend less money on deli lunches, and more money on patterns to make clothes.

I must find ways to reduce my car insurance fees, while not experiencing hikes due to phony traffic tickets.

etc.

William is just like Chris, in that he is complaining he was auditioned for the part of the law enforcement agent the anthropologist yearns for in the script. Chris complained he was forcibly auditioned. William complained he failed. It seems ridiculous to choose a husband this way, but no male will ever forgive me if he cannot play that role.

On the issue of my health, this is my regiment.

Once-per-day,

Thymic Longevity Compound

Three-times-per-day,

2 amoxicillin 500 mg

2 Solaray Yeast-Cleanse

2 Solaray Fo-Ti

2 Padma Lax

Tuesday August 12, 2003

As September 11, 2003 is approaching, I would like my students to ask their adopted companies what they are planning on doing to help create the sorriest day of the terrorists lives.

I hope you have been finding and adopting leaks, naming these after victims. September 11th was only a small element of the war we are in. More victims' families are bringing their stories to the press. Some are inquiring about the fate of their relatives. You can combine two causes: financial strangulation of terrorism, and resolution of victimization. If you are one of these relatives, you can coordinate such projects. It appears to be the language they understand best.

Friday August 15, 2003

Eric, my computer technician, took care of my computer today. It would appear that despite the high-capacity additional memory he installed, I need to create a second page for this website. It will NOT be a second website, but rather a second part of this site.

He suggested breaking it down by years. I would rather find a milestone. Upcoming is its second anniversary, August 28th.

Eric also noticed that 172 times someone attempted to hack into my computer via MSN messenger. We will have to investigate that.

As September 11, 2003, the soon to be sorriest day of the terrorists' lives, approaches, I am noticing NBC reporter's Maria Shriver's leave of absence for her husband's Californian Gubernatorial campaign. She is, of course, the niece of Senator Edward Kennedy, and the daughter-in-law of an Austrian Nazi official. We immediately saw a difference in quality of news reporting. Specifically, that which preceded my last entry. It was about an American Airlines plane which mysteriously disappeared from Africa, kidnapping its mechanic.

I know that the act of plugging the oil and gas leaks has begun. I know this because my water is much cleaner. Acid rain causes green to form in the bathroom. I have to use steel wool pads to clean it. I haven't had much work lately.

William recently has been panicking. I have no idea why.

Friday August 22, 2003

Georgie-Pooh is insisting that I will not receive any settlements via the attorney general's office until I resolve for him the constant sabotage of Iraq's recovery. The answer, I believe, is that there is a source of income other than from oil which is financing the bombings.

In 1970, my mother was an active member of the Unitarian Universalist congregation in Mount Kisco, New York. At the time, the fellowship rented space from a private school. And at this time, they decided the moment had come to build their own home.

The design was full of peculiarities. The building was set deeply in the woods, barely visible from the road. There was no residence for ministers. In a region in which the cost of living is high, it was almost impossible to recruit anyone for this job. The driveway led to a cul-de-sac to the left in front of the building, and then eventually past that into the parking lot. There are tall rectangular sculptures. In front of the building these are spread-out and have a rectangular/convex protrusion. In back there are clustered and have a rectangular/concave cavity. My mother was very active in the organization and did not know the cost of these structures. Fortunately, her boyfriend was an employee of the builder; $13,000.

In my early 20's, I finally understood the meaning of these structures; males proudly and comfortably in front, females clustered and hidden in back. I now understand the size of these structures was to hide their secret secondary lives in the building, and the design represented their mode of life with IBM.

There was no grand entrance for a bride. Rather, on Sunday mornings, we all snuck-in the back door. The minister's office was in front.

There was no revenue generated by weddings. I originally believed this was for structural reasons, I now understand there must have been other meetings. And that Lawton/Levine made his appearances on Sunday morning to validate his other attendance.

One member of the congregation was NOT an employee of IBM, nor was her husband, to the best of my knowledge. She was a social activist always selling UNICEF cards. She and my mother were diagnosed with breast cancer at approximately the same time. She was treated with a radical mastectomy and chemotherapy. My mother had a lumpectomy. I remember one day my mother and I visited the local post office. I was driving. My mother decided to stay in the car. I found this woman selling the cards. This was a few weeks before her death. She looked pale and overburdened. My mother had a few healthy years after that.

In 1968, across the street from me, as you know, lived the IBM-neighbor who wanted my father to buy half of the soon to be Lawton/Levine property.

When I was seven years old, the public elementary school I attended distributed UNICEF boxes for us to go door-to-door with on Halloween. My box tore. So my mother decided that I could either dribble the coinage all the way to school, or she could open the box and combine my money with my brother's. She chose the latter.

As I rode the bus with the daughter of the IBM-er, who was a few years older than me, she asked me where my box was. I began to explain we opened it. And then she interrupted me and began yelling accusing me of theft and explaining all that UNICEF does. I never had a chance to finish.

The builder of the Unitarian building was the husband of United States Congresswoman Sue Kelly. As our representative, she only champions causes which influence property values; lyme disease, airport noise, nuclear reactors, etc. After September 11, 2001, our values skyrocketed. as everyone ran out of New York City.

Monday August 25, 2003

As you must already have guessed, Eric converted this website last night into six pages. My computer seems to like it, and I do to. It saves me much time and energy.

As you will soon learn, the information on Jesus in December of 2002 was purged from the system. William is unusually sensitive to this issue. I assume it is his concern with the scripture stolen by his ancestor 2,000 years ago. And I am now learning that the computer is now having other problems.

I have very little information on the subject of the blackout which affected the Northeast of North America, except this. It occurred a few hours after my boss and I decided I would not have every Sunday off to go to church.

On another subject of the mystery of the owner of the unshaven face I remembered snuggling against mine in the hospital bed, this was finally resolved a few days ago. It was the male in the gray suit.

Part II----------------August 25, 2003

There has been a recent spike in gas prices.

I would like the Pooh Administration to perform a study comparing the activity of gas prices to that of terrorism. Could this mean trouble is coming?

Part III--------------August 25, 2003

After watching WNBC national news today, I understand the purpose of the recent bombing of United Nations officials in Iraq.

Before the bombing, UNICEF monies were directed toward the children of Iraq.

After the bombing, it was not.

I would like to ask all certified public accountants to take a small section of the UNICEF budget and review it with a fine toothed comb.

As part of my concerns with this issue, I would like to return to the subject of Lord & Taylor. But not to criticize my former employer, but rather to applaud the training it provided on retail sales. And such education I believe, should be applied to the UNICEF business of selling greetings cards.

I began training in early November of 1998. Deborah Walker Hauptman explained it is a common misconception that the Christmas season begins the day after Thanksgiving. According to her, it was on its way.

I was reminded of this the following August when the cashmere sweaters first arrived and people bought these as Christmas presents.

Is there a routine increase in UNICEF revenue in August?

Did such occur in 2001?

Wednesday August 27, 2003

I would like you to begin to prepare your formal list of all gas and oil expenses, as well as additional anti-terrorism expenses. On September 11th, I would like you to e-mail these to the embassy or mission of a socialist country such as Sweden, France, etc. I don't expect you to receive reimbursement, but it is important they understand we know and that the consequences are inevitable and inescapable, regardless of how long it takes.

Please only e-mail. Don't commit your signature because it is only the results of my personal investigation which has reached the conclusion that socialism is our money directed into Europe in exchange for United Nations votes. This has not been verified by a formal investigation.

But what you can commit your signature to, and what should arrive on Capitol Hill on this date, are our letters demanding to know how much financial and other aide is formally directed into these same nations. You can copy correspond this to these embassies and missions, as well as your demand for audits. And if you are a certified public accountant, please select a small section of each such budget, and review it with a fine toothed comb, as you have for UNICEF and our own governments. You can also send them the bill for your services and personal expenses.

Thursday August 28, 2003

Today was an interesting day. It was my day-off and on my usual routine visit to the sewing store, I encountered Walter on his routine visit to another store. We first met a few weeks ago. He commented on my 11 year old car explaining he had the same one, but his was a few years older with much more mileage. He noticed I was not using my sun roof. I explained a few years ago, as I was opening it, pieces of the handle flew in every direction. He said he would acquire a replacement. He kept it these few weeks until we met again. He immediately recognized me in the parking lot and called-out to me by name. It took me a few seconds to remember him. He installed it for me.

The sun roof is not just aesthetic, it is functional. In the summer time, as heat rises, it provides an escape. In the winter, the warm sun compliments the heating system. And all year round it helps my asthma as I do not inhale the fumes of other cars. Its good to have it back.

On the subject of Georgie's friends angry over the removal of a statue exhibiting the Ten Commandments at an Alabamian courthouse, I would like to remind such Protestants that there was a time in which the State decreed, Turn or Burn.

As to the upcoming date of September 11th, I would like to ask all relatives of the victims and all surviving victims, and all non-September 11th victims of this dirty war, to do the following.

I would like you to write a victim's impact statement and direct it to an official, government, corporate or otherwise, whose socially inadaptive condition contributed to September 11, 2001. As you already know, I believe the events on this date were only a tiny manifestation of a much bigger problem, with a much higher mortality rate. Additionally, I would like you to make a list of all personal expenses incurred. This would include funeral, legal, and other estate issues, and all day-to-day issues. If you had a grown child who helped you with household matters, you are probably hiring someone else, etc.

September Targets

Target country; Mongolia (I am very suspicious of this nation)

Questions;

What is your adopted company's links to this nation?

Who is this nation's closest ally?

Is there any information on stone-age cultures available? What rituals were performed to honor women?

Target continent; South America

Questions;

Which Nazis fled to live there after World War II?

What dirty wars have occurred since then, and before?

Who was the famous explorer of Tierra del Fuego?

What did he observe about stone-age peoples?

Target biography; select from deck of cards of most wanted Iraqis

Questions;

What direct or indirect links do your adopted company have to your selection?

What actions could they have taken to minimize his/her influence on international political events?

Research equipment; Arabic-English dictionary.

Target animal; Pan

Question;

Who has more neurons per cranial cubic centimeter, Homo sapiens or this genus?

Whose neurons make more connections to other neurons per cc?

Target legal concept; beyond a reasonable doubt.

Question; Does this serve the alleged victim(s)?

First legal scenario

You have just graduated law school and are looking for a job. You would like to tentatively live rent-free with your parents, but unfortunately the law school which conferred upon you your degree did not have an anthropology program, and the Bar association of their state includes a rigorous section on this subject in their qualifying exam. You search and search as your first payment on your college loan will soon be due. You finally find one job. The law firm, which is offering you an adequate salary, is hiring two temporary lawyers. They are promising to convert one position into permanent status. You will each have the assignment of helping the partners prepare their defense of the member of the deck of cards now on trial.

Second legal scenario

You are prosecuting the member of the deck of cards. A long and difficult trial against a well-equipped team is upcoming. What trial exercises should you practice?

Third legal scenario

You are prosecuting the member, and are now at trial. In an unusual move, the defense has called the defendant to the stand insisting he was never associated with the Iraqi regime.

You; "You were politically active in Iraq? Is that correct?"

Defendant; "Yes."

You; "What were your political associations?"

Defendant; "I was active."

You; "Objection, Your Honor."

What was the nature of your objection?

Fourth legal scenario

You are on the prosecution team at trial. You are at the podium. You have failed to extract a confession. You want to continue the cross-examination, but don't know what to do next. You turn around and look at your fellow teammates. You look back toward the defendant, and then at your notes in front of you. You look at the defense table hoping to find something there.

What psychological condition are you practicing?

(Note; I don't know if there is a name denoting the practice.)

Ethological scenario

You are a member of the genus Pan merrily procuring your lunch. You see a banana you would like. You reach for it. You can't access it. You do NOT have in front of you a tool you or any member of your genus has ever used. Behind you is a new potential tool. What happens next? (Hint; look to Elaine Morgan's books for the answer.)

Archeological scenario

You are an animal living in the cold northern regions of Europe many millions of years ago. Immediately to the north is a species similar to your own. But because it is slightly colder there, they are slightly better adapted to the cold. And to their north is another species similar to them, etc. To your warmer south, is another similar species, etc.

Every year you and your similar species migrate in a circular pattern to follow the source of water.

A cooling trend occurs. You have two choices, you can either adapt or move south. You like yourself the way you are and decide to be physiologically unresponsive and move south, as do all the others.

The cooling trend intensifies. You continue to choose the latter, as you do for the next million years.

It is the year 2003, an archeologist excavates the layer of the region you originally stood as well as all the later date layers of this same small region. What is his/her interpretation of the variations in physiology?

Part II--------------Thursday August 28, 2003

Dear Mr. Secretary of State, General Colin Powell;

I saw you today on WNBC news championing the cause of the anniversary of the famous speech by Dr. Martin Luther King, jr. I would like for you to explain the following:

Why do you validate President Georgie-Pooh's practice (validated by feminist and former president of the National Organization of Women, Jill Ireland) that I cannot receive equal pay for equal work or any pay for any work because it renders a male impotent? Why did you validate the concept that I have to choose between my authorships and a male who can't marry me unless I surrender these?

Why did you continue to encourage William's trespassing into my home while I was asleep after he left a message ridiculing the act of lynching African-Americans?

When he was in my home a few days after Christmas, he approached my dining room table on which there was a snowman and woman. This was at the time WPBS was airing a documentary on the pre-civil rights movement lynching of 15 year Emmit Till. The mother displayed his open casket at the wake. Among the sights were his right eye upon his cheek. A few weeks later, Rosa Parks refused to give-up her seat. William imitated this eye-brutalization act upon the snowman. And obviously our nation's Secretary of State enjoyed it too. Of course William enjoys lynching. How else can he afford a diamond tiara? But nonetheless, it is I who hate children because I don't want to buy a husband.

Why did you encourage the British government to blame me for the death of the British baby insisting that I had an obligation to recognize the inferiority of the brain of a British government official and explain to her that babies are treated by pediatricians?

Friday August 29, 2003

Another IBM-er I grew-up with in the Unitarian congregation was Dr. Willard Bouricius, mathematician. His wife's name was Jean. She nearly completed her Ph.D. in biology, she once told me, but had to abandon such objective because of her husband's career move to Los Alamos. They had three sons. The middle child, Kevin, was the psychiatric patient I previously mentioned. I explained he had no such condition, but rather she invented this to lock him up in a mental institution and hide his lack of resemblance to his father. To my knowledge, my mother never saw him. I have no information on his facial features.

Los Alamos, if you will recall, is where the first United States' atomic bomb was built.

Is there any possibility Kevin looks like Adolph Schicklegruber Hitler?

Saturday August 30, 2003

It is my understanding Kevin is the son of Adolph Schicklegruber Hitler, and that he was conceived after the end of World War II. But I would like to remind everyone how easy it was to doctor paperwork such as birth certificates back then. We may never know this date.

My mother always talked about the fact that Hitler had a double (i.e., human look-alike) for security reasons. Dangerous public appearances were made by him. She suspected it was he who died in the bunker.

Adolph Schick, the man who lives near my home, near IBM, and near my mother's former office, lives with his 100-year-old mother. That is, she was born around the year 1900. According to the book Sieg Heil, by Stefan Lorant [W.W. Norton and Co., New York, 1974, p. 292], Eva Braun, Hitler's famous girlfriend, celebrated her 23rd birthday while dating him in 1935. That is, she was born around 1912. It may or may not be the same person.

I would like to ask the United States government to declassify all documents relating to the issue of why we decided to enter World War I and eventually World War II. And I would like to know why it illegalized Akinoit, the homeopathic ingredient which distinguishes Padma 28 from Padma Basic. Not one thing could have happened the way the textbooks explain.

I have no photography of Jean Bouricius. The only photography I have is an early 1970's New Years Eve party in the building. They were never photographed.

On the issue of my health and January of 2002 hospitalization, I have learned that NO detoxification formula was administered. By I did remember something else about that day.

Before I called the ambulance, I tried to reverse the deterioration process with Laetrile, vitamin B-17. I threw approximately 20 pills from the bottle into my mouth and swallowed. Perhaps this is what rescued me?

Monday September 01, 2003

As I look at the photography of Eva/Jean Braun/Bouricius in the book Sieg Heil, I think about the ten year period in which I saw her every Sunday. I remember her identical hair style, perfectly poised seated position, and slender figure. But in the photography she is smiling. I never saw her smile. She was very outspoken about the welfare system, complaining it was insufficient to care for the financially underprivileged. It was her chronic complaint. In my last conversation with her before she moved to Massachusetts, she was complaining about President Ronald Reagan's hard line on welfare explaining with her accent-free English that every time she saw him talking on television she felt like "throwing things at him." She had the carefully crafted appearance as a very compassionate person.

I also remember her home. Situated upon a hill, it was a contemporary style two story home on Mustato Road in Katonah near Somers, the town of Adolph Schick and IBM. But that office was built after they moved away. The photography in the book shows them eating a meal upon a dining room table on living room furniture before a fireplace. There is very little wall decoration. The contemporary home in Katonah had very little wall decoration, as well as one very odd feature. From the living room, one could see directly into the kitchen. Perhaps she continued this practice, without servants?

According to the book, Eva/Jean kept a diary making almost daily recordings. To my knowledge, she did not except for the fact that her annual Christmas card included a very detailed two page circular letter of the years' events. In it she explained the latest saga of Kevin. And when she learned I was not taking appropriate care of my brother after my mother's death, she presented herself as a role model to me. I was furious at her, explaining via the third party that she cannot walk into my life, after not having seen me for 15 years, and pass judgment, aside from the fact that it is ridiculous to conclude that the breakdown of our sibling relationship is 100% my fault because he has a disability.

According to my mother, Kevin was in and out of mental institutions before his permanent residency. One event which happened while he was out is that he was sitting somewhere, minding his own business, when someone senselessly called the police. I asked my mother if she was certain he wasn't doing anything wrong. She was certain, based on what Jean told her. I now would like to guess that someone thought they saw Adolph Hitler, and panicked.

The questions still remain:

Is the name Hitler an Ellis Island modification of another name?

Did he have a pre-World War I and/or II residence in the US?

Which was Eva/Jean's second language?

Tuesday September 02, 2003

I was just researching Bouricius on the internet. I learned on the website hcalumni.edu/html/news3.stm that Jean/Eva received an alumni award from Hastings College. It provides a biography, but no photograph.

And as I was researching Bart Bouricius's company, my computer froze. Bart is the youngest of the three sons.

If you are a Vermont resident and the name Bouricius seems familiar it should. Their son Terri was and possibly still is an elected official.

I remember Terri well. I once had a conversation with him. I told him I intended to toilet train my cat. He was the only person who said it was possible. And it was. I accomplished it without trying. It wasn't until I took psychology class in college that I understood what I did. According to my professor, toilet training a baby is easy. All you have to do is let them observe you. Barbara, my college friend, added to that. She said sons should watch fathers and daughters-mothers. There was never any privacy between me and Meetzy.

Terri had a collection of animals, including an alligator who once escaped. Jean was on the phone with neighbors explaining he is quite friendly and not a danger. He was recovered, fortunately.

Terri also had a pet boa constrictor.

Bart's company is found on the website canopyaccess.com. On another website (whose name I did not acquire because it wasn't until later that I recognized its significance) is Willard's explanation of how a canopy viewing terrace is constructed.

Katonah is one of the hamlets of the Town of Bedford. I need this Town to research all missing persons reports from the time period these people were residents, 1960?-1987. I also need an excavation of their former home for mass graves.

I also want Georgie's attorney general to perform a complete investigation of Terri's activities as a Vermont representative. Specifically, I want financial audits as well as lists of mysterious disappearances, if any, of rivals.

Since my scanner only works when Eric is here, I cannot provide more of her Christmas letters.

Part II------------Tuesday September 02, 2003

I would like to ask everyone to select an employee of IBM and prepare as much biographical information as possible. Do not telephone or write to this individual, because I do not want you charged under the anti-stalking laws. And I do not want any IBM-er to know if s/he is being watched. I would like you, eventually, to submit your biographical report to the Pooh's attorney general.

Part III------------Tuesday September 02, 2003

They don't believe me when I say Jean Bouricius is Eva Braun. I have attempted to acquire an excerpt of Eva Braun's diary. I can't find it on the internet. I can, however, provide a sample of Jean's handwriting and ask anyone to make a comparison. See page of this website denoted Eva Braun.

Part IV---------------Tuesday September 02, 2003

I still don't think they believe me.

I knew I was correct when her only response was that he was born after World War II. And she did not deliver that response directly to me, but rather, via the third party grapevine. She is a well educated person, who is quite capable of issuing a written response which, as you already know, I would be happy to print on this website and apologize for any inaccuracies. Aside from the fact that there is a wonderful invention called a telephone. I am certain she has one, and knows how to use it.

Additionally, if I was wrong, a minister would be involved by now. That is what they are there for, among other things.

And I do believe the Unitarian administration knows about this. Why else would they authorize redirection of $13,000 from its intended use to build a minister's residence, to its actual usage for statues which defy everything we stand for?

And what about Reverend Bruce Southworth's June 23, 2002 radio sermon about forgiveness while I am in the middle of World War III battling a financial front, health front, and political front?

Part V----------------Tuesday September 02, 2003

The experts are not finished yet, but the handwritings do appear identical. They are talking about deportation. I believe they cannot deport someone with her connections to IBM and her husband's computer skills. They are loaded with information necessary to prevent the discontinuation of the world wars still in progress.

Thursday September 04, 2003

Jean/Eva Bouricius/Braun and her husband Willard were one of the founding members of the Mount Kisco Unitarian Universalist congregation. As you must already know, my mother loved this female and would always tell people what a wonderful person she was. She once told me, "This woman sees no evil." Jean appeared to believe the whole world was full of love and full of those who couldn't understand this, such as people like myself who didn't appreciate the welfare system and didn't do enough for the mentally ill.

Another founding member of the congregation, an attorney who took a loving interest in me as I was a teenager aspiring for a college career, was Stanley Schweitzer. He owned a Volkswagon bus. You would have to be at least my age to understand this was a much earlier version of an SUV. I remember we once took a field trip. I don't remember where, but as a small child I enjoyed the trip with him. My mother went in another car. (While I am certain this was not our trip to the United Nations building, I find it interesting that was the only New York City trip we took.)

On the internet I learned of the existence of Eva's counsin, Gertrude Weisker [books.guardian.co.uk/print]: "As a 20-year-old, Gertrude Weisker joined her cousin Eva Braun, Hitler's mistress at Berchtesgaden for lonely days of swimming and killing time in the dying months of the war. Now in her late 70s, Gertrude insists neither she nor Eva were Nazis."

The name of Stanley's wife was Gertrude, and their telephone number was 8831. In approximately 1970, they moved from one local location to 19 Sarles Street in Armonk.

If this was Adolph Hitler, he died in 1987 after chemotherapy treatments for cancer the type of which I cannot remember. We were all devastated over the death of who appeared to be a very sweet man. Although I must emphasize I cannot get a clear picture of his face in my mind. I last saw him in decomposed condition. My mother found it very upsetting.

And he was a practicing Jew, while his wife was not.

Friday September 05, 2003

Correction; Stanley died in 1985. Immediately thereafter, his heartbroken former lover began preparations to move away.

As they are attempting to investigate the identity of Stanley Schweitzer, they are suggesting I request witnesses. I have another idea.

From the earliest days I can remember of the existence of that building (i.e., Nazi headquarters), we rented space and worship time to a Jewish community until they built their own temple. I believe they still have the same Rabbi, David Greenburg. I believe it was his synagogue I once told you about which lost its tax exempt status because the rabbi circulated an endorsement letter of political candidates for the local board of education. This was a violation of his tax exempt status. And then I sent federal auditors into the synagogue to learn the real reason why their members argued, more money is better education. I wonder if they began each meeting with a Heil Hitler to their most famous member.

Friday September 05, 2003

Dear IBM;

I have received your threat that are preparing to snake me.

I also understand, as September 11th is approaching, that an unusually powerful hurricane is, as I write this, attacking Bermuda with the eye of the storm at the most dangerously distant point.

On your website your proudly boast that your technological prowess in Bermuda was established in this colony of the United Kingdom in 1950. This was four years before the Mount Kisco, New York chapter of Unitarianism was founded.

Of course, this was only a coincidence.

You have 24 hours to prepare your total surrender.

Saturday September 06, 2003

Dear IBM;

You don't seem to understand me.

I gave you 24 hours to prepare. You understood that to mean withdraw your threat against me. I am not afraid of you because your brains are inferior to mine. And would you require 24 hours for that purpose? Of course not.

This is how you will surrender. I am giving you a new calendar because your brains are so inferior, you are slow to understand anything. I expect it will take you a few hours to read this letter.

By 8:57 am, Eastern Standard (i.e., New York City) Time, on September 11th, I expect you to turn-over to the Pooh Administration a complete set of instructions on how to hack into United Kingdom (i.e., Her Majesty, the Queen's) computers.

Of course, the airport in Bermuda is shut-down, as it will be for a long time. So much of the information they don't need right now anyway.

With best wishes for a happy and healthy new year,

Vivian

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Dear Georgie-Pooh;

If you do not receive the necessary information by the specified time and date, you may begin deportations of anyone who has voted in any other country outside of the United States.

With my condolences for all those of the Pentagon who died on the memorialized date,

Vivian

Monday September 08, 2003

I am still working on repairing the damage done through the conversion of this website into pages. November 20th and 21st of 2002 are still missing. I am afraid to do anything without Eric.

I would like to provide more complete information on the names of those I have provided former telephones numbers. I would also like to make a correction. I said that the 88 (Heil Hitler) of one belonged to the only individual with a British accent. He had a different telephone number. But I was correct with Stanley's number. This telephone book is from the early 1970's. There are 168 entries. As you can see, certain features are appearing too statistically often.

Bouricius, Williard and Jean (IBM employee)

Terrill, 11th

Rte 1 Box 344 Mustato Road

Katonah, NY 10536

(914) 232-5600

Cole, Henderson and Rachael (IBM employee)

Henderson IV 11th, Dawneva 9th Jonathon 7th, Dorothy P

Old Shop Road Box 155

Cross River, NY 10518

(914) 763-6577

Laff, Robert and Mutya (IBM employee)

Mark 10th, Natalie 2nd, Anita 1st

2225 Sultana Drive

Yorktown Heights, NY 10598

(914) 962-4288

Pennington, Keith and Theresa (IBM employee)

Elizabeth 4th, Paul 3rd, Diane 2nd

Londonberry Lane

Somers, NY 10589

(914) 248-4865

Schweitzer, Stanley and Gertrude

19 Sarles St.

Armonk, NY 10504

(914) 273-8831

The following are of people I did not know but who have the 88 feature:

Bernstein, Allan and Paula

Richard 7th, Aline 5th, Paul P

495 Quaker Road

Chappaqua, NY 10514

(914) 238-3688

De Bitetto, Dominick and Marie

Robert 10th, James 7th, Paul 2nd

167 Washburn Road

Briarcliff Manor, NY 10510

(914) 941-8811

Reynolds, William and Rosemarie

Apt 2B 200 Diplomat Drive

Mount Kisco, NY 10549

(914) 666-7887

I don't know what 65 means. I will assume the 6 is fuehrer.

Gilbert, Martin and Martha

David, 2nd

199 Babbitt Road

Bedford Hills, NY 10507

(914) 666-6554

I don't know what 56 means either.

Deland, Raymond and Nancy

Jenny 9th, Liz 6th, Robin 5th

2 Collyer Drive

Ossining, NY 10562

(914) 941-5622

Kaupelis, Robert and Pecky

Khym 7th, Khy 3rd

988 Barberry Road

Yorktown Heights, NY 10598

(914) 245-5648

Treyz, Dr. Peter and Betty

Jane 10th, Peter 9th, Nancy 7th, Douglas 6th, Daonna 4th, Barbara 3rd, Lia K

Twin Lakes Road

South Salem, NY 10590

(914) 763-5605

One person who visited the fellowship once was Roger Wingart, an employee of IBM who is not included in the directory. His son was Brett. I told you about him. He was the long-ago sweetheart who found me at Staples. My mother said I would always love him. I asked him to leave my life quietly. He did. I now understand that the reason why he never married me was the same reason that the post-divorce Henderson Cole did not marry my mother.

Wingart, Roger and Valerie

Millertown Road

Bedford, NY 10506

(914) 234-3443

Conger, Kathryn

Elizabeth P

95 Valley View Road

Chappaqua, NY 10514

(914) 238-8334

Griffith, John and Lorraine

Tatomuck Road

Pound Ridge, NY 10507

(914) 764-4303

Reid, Wallace and Lee

Sarah 9th, Martha 7th, Kate 3rd

Jean Way

Somers, NY 10589

(914) 277-3483

Wightman, Mrs. Marion

Bill 9th, Jack 7th, Laurie 5th

35 High St.

Armonk, NY 10504

(914) 273-3834

And the following are of my neighbors, according to a local 1978-79 directory:

Handler, Sidney and Ann

Nancy (the one who yelled at me over my UNICEF box)

(914) 234-3272

Lawton, Lawrence

(914) 234-7100

Lawton, Marian

(914) 234-3393

And according to my mother's notes, the fellowship's telephone number was 666-9865.

And, as you already know, the direct manager's line into my mother's former office was 737-3493

5 of the 173 entries include 88; 3%.

4 include 56; 2%.

3 include 65; 2%.

6 include two 3s and one 4; 3%.

At the time, they did not begin phone numbers with 0. So there are 9,000 different possible phone numbers. There are 168 entries in the phone book. If we add on the fellowship, Wingarts, two neighbors, and my mother's office, the figure is 173.

If I recall my high school statistics correctly, the potential for a two digit selection to appear in one four digit number, such as 88 or 56, can be calculated as follows:

(1 x 1 x 10 x 10) + (1 x 10 x 10 x 1) + (9 x 10 x 1 x 1)

9,000

The two digits can appear at the beginning, middle or end; 290/9000; 3%. For it to appear three times, it would be 173 x (.03 x .03 x .03)=0.5%

The two 3s and one 4 should be calculated as follows:

(2 x 2 x 1 x 10) + (2 x 2 x 10 x 1) +

(2 x 10 x 2 x 1) + (9 x 2 x 2 x 1)

9,000

This figure is 156/9000; 2%. For the three digits to appear six times, it would be 173 x (.02 x .02 x .02 x .02 x .02 x .02).

In simpler terms, its impossible.

The first minister, whom they fired, was 241-1697.

According to my mother, he was fired for dividing the congregation into two. He not only protested the Vietnam war, he lay-down on the railroad tracks to block shipments. He also did not like large corporations. According to my mother, this was actually motivated by the fact that his father lost on an investment years earlier.

Before Henderson Cole, as board chairman, demanded his resignation, Rev. Gelsey, his wife and two sons suddenly decided to visit us. Years later my mother explained he was asking for her support. My mother told him she could not because if you are feeding from corporate America, you cannot simultaneously condemn it.

As my brother and I were home with a babysitter one evening, a huge fight erupted in the fellowship hall. Rev. Gelsey's wife was crying. Someone was holding her hand. My mother thought Henderson would have a heart attack because he was so pale. And the Rev. had lost much weight. There was a congregational vote. He was fired.

I want the Pooh Administration to question every individual I mentioned.

Tuesday September 09, 2003

The questions which remain are where is Monica Christiensen's place in the family tree, and what is the name of Bart's wife?

As I remember her face, figure and legs, while looking at the photographs in Sieg Heil, I become convinced Monica is a relative. Since Eva and Gertrude were cousins (although we never noticed this because they never looked at each other), it could be either lineage.

At the time of Stanley's death, I briefly met one of his and Gertrude's sons. He was probably ten years older than I. I was then 18, he probably 28. Monica could be his child, or that of a sibling.

But why wasn't she at the funeral? Maybe I didn't notice her? Maybe she was too young to attend a funeral? Or maybe she was in Austria?

As we now know, Kevin was born in 1939, rather than in 1951 as her 1989 letter implies. It is a possibility that she is his daughter or granddaughter.

And maybe Bart did have a daughter before he married.

As to Bart's wife, we know she is a physician. According to my mother, Jean and Willard paid for her graduate education. I can only suggest she may be Dr. Germ, the mother of Mrs. Anthrax (i.e., my hospital emergency room nurse).

Wednesday September 10, 2003

As the eve of September 11th is upon us, the question must be asked: Should we deport the IBM-ers including Eva Braun, their fearless leader, to Israel, or the nation they are currently serving; Iraq? I will make the Biblical argument it must be to Iraq.

It is my understanding that the name Jew is derived from the Old Testament character Judah. The problem with that linguistic argument is that there is also the New Testament character Judas. And then there is one more Biblical issue.

"Now when the adversaries of Ju-dah and Benja-min heard that the children of the captivity builded the temple unto the Lord God of Is-ra-el;

Then they came to Ze-rubba-bel, and to the chief of the fathers, and said unto them, Let us build with you: for we seek your God, as ye do....But Ze-rubba-bel, and Jeshu-a, and the rest of the chief of the fathers of Isra-el, said unto them, Ye have nothing to do with us to build an house unto our God....Then the people of the land weakened the hands of the people of Judah, and troubled them in building, And hired counsellors against them, to frustrate their purpose....And in the reign of A-has-u-erus, in the beginning of his reign, wrote they unto him an accusation against the inhabitants of Judah and Jerusa-lem....

This is the copy of the letter that they sent unto him....

Be it known unto the king, that the Jews which came up from thee to us are come unto Je-rusa-lem, building and rebellious and the bad city, and have set up the walls thereof, and joined the foundations."

Ezra 4:1-12.

The people of the land are obviously non-aquatic apes who would not like the Mediterranean Sea.

The genealogies of the kings involved is very confusing, so I decided not to include it. But it is very apparent to me that the letter was written by the Israelis in protest of the actions of the Jews: "the Jews which came up from thee to us".

At the time of original Israeli occupation, as I understand Exodus 18:35, the land was uninhabited; "unto the borders of the land of Ca-naan."

I don't know who the Israelis are. But I don't believe these are Palestinian Arabs either because, I suspect, these are people who embraced the New Testament for the purpose of laying claim to what was obviously a prosperous trade route at the time of Jesus.

IBM-ers are going to Canaan not Israel.

Friday September 12, 2003

This was taken of Patrick and myself by our front-end manager, Chrissy, in early August. I would have brought it home before today, except I didn't feel like celebrating.

The good news is that the stock market Dow Jones went up 39 points yesterday. The bad news is that IBM went up $0.08/share.

But Chris appears pleased with the overall performance of the stock market. CJS Securities watched the whole situation closely.

The excellent news is that William is vowing a counter-offensive. It is war.

Our recent offensive was encouraged by President Bush, whom I have gained some respect for. One month ago, he issued rebates. Each household received $400/child. I don't know where the money came from.

And we are so terrifying, that just before September 11th, Edward Teller and Leni Riefenstahl died. I want an investigation. Were their hands weakened before being gulped down? Willard Bouricius maintained lifelong contact with his former boss at Los Alamos. And Leni was the movie producer for Adolph/Stanley Hitler/Schweitzer Schicklegruber.

I didn't want to do this to the British Royal Military, but I will have to send one Panzer division into the United Kingdom.

The President will need to do his rebate act again for Veterans Day.

We will then perform a multi-front offensive.

I would like to begin with all those who have experienced the tragedy of a missing, un-recovered loved one. I would like you to eliminate all established conclusions. I want you to proceed on the premise that IBM was responsible, and see where the investigation takes you. If you are 0.5% certain that there is a possible connection, then I want you to formulate a very very nice, non-accusatory letter to IBM explaining that this individual is missing, and you are wondering if their computer technologies might help. I would like this letter to arrive on Veterans Day.

Of course, the mail isn't delivered on holidays. But overnight mail is. It is an extra expense. But hopefully, the President will consider that in his rebates.

As for all those of you who lost a loved one, or experienced personal injury in the first or second World Wars, I would like you to select a military official of any of the allies: United States, Russia, United Kingdom, France, Poland, etc. I would like you to question how it was possible that the Nazi SS achieved the invention of the nuclear bomb near simultaneously to the researchers of Los Alamos. I would like this letter to also arrive on Veterans Day. Since many of these missions and embassies are open on this holiday, you won't have any extra expense.

And continue to keep records of all oil and gas expenditures. By Veterans Day, you might receive some response from these missions and embassies. You can ask your children and teenagers to evaluate the finances of these countries and understand how they can afford their socialized practices. England, for example, has no agricultural or tourist industries, a badly damaged antiques business, un-encouraged textile sector, and yet it can still afford socialized medicine. If you find the foreign government's response unconvincing, and the at-home evaluations disturbing, you can forward all information, including updated bills, to the political representative of your choice.

Continue to plug the oil and gas leaks.

I would like to suggest that the rebate be spent as before:

20% invested into the stock market

20% into household expenses

20% into college funds

20% retirement funds

10%/10% (parents/children) anyway you like.

I don't expect any more mysterious deaths. Knock-it-off Eva. You must remember, I was your diligent, attentive student. You can't fool me.

And hurricane season is on its way.

Monday September 15, 2003

I received a threat. One Panzer Division wasn't enough for them. They need two.

At this time two years ago, I attempted to begin a boycott against China only to realize that avoiding their products was almost impossible.

I would like my students to focus on making this possible. I don't know how you are going to do it, but I have confidence in you.

Part II----------------Monday September 15, 2003

Isabel, the latest Hurricane, appears to be heading toward Atlantic City, New Jersey. I suspect this is one of the most vulnerable offices of IBM.

Part III--------------Monday September 15, 2003

If the second person in my hospital bed was William Ricciardi, then I would have recognized him and not replaced his face with Chris's in my dream.

I have inquired if the cameras were zoomed in such that they could be certain. These were not.

It must have been someone connected to Mrs. Anthrax.

As you know, after my mother died in 1991, the Bouricious' changed their mailing list to direct their Christmas cards to my name. I don't believe they told anyone this because they had no reason to.

As I look through the letters I have finally learned that the woman my mother never met, Bart's wife, was named Connie. And I have learned the name of the female my mother could not have met whom Terri married in 1993 and has since had a daughter with.

I never saw either female at their home.

I was first at their home at a pot luck supper. I don't recall how old I was. Terri babysat me and confirmed my scientific suspicion that cats could be toilet trained. No one else did. We spent most of our time in the room with the snake watching a full broadcast of The Carol Burnett Show. Carol and her co-star, Vicki, read their fan mail as they sat on backless stools. Vicki read one describing a cat who places his paw over Carol's television mouth every time she sang. I fell asleep upstairs. Someone, I didn't know whom at the time, carried me to the car.

The second time was a fellowship field trip. My mother and another female ran out as he took the snake out of the cage and I followed.

The third time I was on a school field trip. Terri took the snake out of the cage and impressed all the children. I stayed in the back of the room and played with the dog.

But I never saw Terri at Sunday services.

According to Terri, who appears to be cooperating with investigators, the snake was an extortion tool used either at the dining room table, or outdoors. I apologize for my suggestion that others may have disappeared under his authority as a politician.

Monica is most likely Gertrude's granddaughter. But what has not been explained is from whom she learned her grotesque vocal lewdness. What she said to customers is almost unquotable. And what has also not been explained is her otherwise uneducable brain.

To go further into the history of Hitler in Westchester County, New York, I would like to address the question of why he chose this region to live-out his post-war life.

The Armonk address I provided was the new address according to the early 1970's directory. I don't know the old one. According to Sieg Heil [p. 336], Hitler was fascinated with a Wagner play which "closes with Valhalla, the home of the gods".

Near Armonk is a town called Valhalla.

Tuesday September 16, 2003

It is my understanding that the original report the hospital released in January of 2002 stated that I was dead on arrival.

If this is true, then I would like to conclude that this report was prepared a few months before the ambulance arrived. And that Austin Jacobsen, and the other ambulance technicians, did NOT follow the orders of the Nazis.

Georgie, I suggest you take some initiative to recognize them. I am not just talking about my life, but also preservation of the Constitution, if that means anything to you.

As for the hurricane, it is going for Norfolk, Virginia--an important IBM port, possibly, their weakest point. Instead of demanding of them to reform from Nazism, they are asking me to stop the hurricane to avoid further taxpayer burdens.

On another issue, I have some gossip.

On March 19, 2002, I told you about the big fight in our town about school taxes. There were those of us who determined that more money is not needed, and then there was my neighbor who argued with us Wouldn't more money be better? It was his only line over-and-over as a co-fighter of mine cited facts. I eventually learned that his real objective was door-to-door school bus service.

I recently saw his wife and 13-year-old daughter shopping for school supplies. The daughter is pregnant.

And Terri, I know you need to see it again, I am sorry. If you are running for office, I very strongly endorse you. And you are the only candidate I have ever endorsed for anything.

Thursday September 18, 2003

I would like to make a correction to the breakdown of the possible future tax rebate. I would like 10% to be donated to your religious organization.

And why did you have to start with me?

Friday September 19, 2003

I do remember Mr. Mertz and his two-year-old daughter. When I was a new driver trying to follow driving directions, I found myself upon a rock next to his driveway. He experienced a sudden knock on his door and nicely helped me out. But he couldn't get the car off. I needed a tow-truck.

I would like my students to focus on Norfolk, Virginia. I will take a guess as to why this could be IBM's most vulnerable target.

I will guess the offices are located upon a hill such that they can monitor Washington, D.C. activity, and transmit the information to our socialist allies.

Returning to the subject of the hospital, there is one simple way to learn who was the second person in my room.

An object was stolen. I assume the cameras were not adequately focused to know what it was. I could not understand why William did this. I now understand this person had been driving on the road for awhile.

What was the object?

Saturday September 20, 2003

It is now my understanding that for the past few weeks, preparations have begun for my wedding. If I understand correctly, and admit I may not, it will be on December 1st.

It would be abusive to give me a lavish wedding after all the financial abuses. I don't want it. And as Georgie-Pooh expects he will give me away, I would like to know why I should not be allowed to walk alone.

And I would still like to know why William did not ask his girlfriend, wealthy celebrity Brittany, for money when he didn't want to get a job. After I had to prove that my prospective husband had AIDS before I was allowed the privilege of working for $9/hour, and henceforth excused from the impossible to find your future husband game, it was demanded of me to give the money to William so he can preserve his antique furniture and jewelry collection.

I know what happened to Israel in its first stages of human development. I don't have to ask. I've seen too much of it in my lifetime, beginning with the time I was editor-in-chief of my college newspaper. What I need to know is what other evidence of biochemical attacks exists in the Old Testament, and what other remedies, besides the oil used in faith healing, were formulated.

Part II---------------------Saturday September 20, 2003

As I write this I am awaiting the arrival of the Police Department. There was a vandalism overnight. Someone left a very large, approximately 12 inches tall, wasp or bees nest on my backyard near the back door. I know it did not fall off of the house because recent work was done on the roof there by an animal control expert.

Georgie, do you want my endorsement, or are you going to withhold the video from law enforcement?

I know how frustrated the biochemical warriors are in that one of their most important allies, the leader of the New York Stock Exchange, resigned a few days ago. The publicly announced excuse was that his nine figure salary came to the fore. But I know my students are behind this. It was a brilliant offensive strategy. I will call it the third Panzer Division.

You now leave me no choice but to launch the fourth Panzer Division.

I would like everyone non-Republican to contact one presidential candidate per week and demand a response to the issue of financial audits and biochemical weapons. I don't have to tell you what to say, because you and your children have done substantial research on the subject, and have your own choice of words. Upon completion of your research into candidate responsiveness, I want you to contact the party of which you are a member (Democratic, Independent, etc.) and make a recommendation as to whom must withdraw their candidacy.

I would like to ask Republicans (who only have one such candidate) to use the same strategy on any State level campaign you are experiencing (e.g., Gubernatorial, US Congressional, etc.). If you are of another party, and have the time, you can do this also. This is especially important in the Californian Gubernatorial/recall election. The Nazis are attempting to maintain control over this state. It is important, but I don't know why. The students will have to research this also.

You may even want to use postcards of the World Trade Towers to send your messages.

Part III----------Saturday September 20, 2003

These were hornets--killer bees not otherwise known to this area.

Fingers are beginning to point to my neighbor across the street, Henry Pearlman, a prosecutor. He is the father of the 13-year-old pregnant female. He still owes me $365 for damage done when President Billy-Goat Clinton sent him to release his frustrations concerning my unwillingness to provide free advise to help him survive the impeachment proceedings. Henry now seems to owe me $465.

As I once explained, when the Pearlmans faced an audit after their synagogue lost its tax exempt status, they sent this daughter to have an accident between her bicycle and my car. They were selling her health. The synagogue is apparently the same one Adolph/Stanley Hitler Schicklegruber/Schweitzer was associated with. And it is apparent to me that it uses animals for various purposes.

The best example I have of Henry Pearlman's attitude toward his family is exemplified by an incident I once witnessed while standing in a bank in a small local mall. Henry drove in the opposite direction of traffic, parked in the fire lane in front of the bank, and allowed his ninth-month-pregnant wife to step-out of the vehicle on the traffic side, while he on the sidewalk. A police officer saw this, threw a public tantrum, dragged him out of the bank, demanded he move his car, then charged after him to issue as many tickets as possible.

But Henry didn't worry about his added insurance bill. He found a way to hand the bill to taxpayers like myself.

I demand from the Federal Bureau of Investigators procurement of adequate evidence to revoke

tax exempt status of the synagogue and thereby allow the complete financial audit of the synagogue (again) and issuance of search warrants for seizure of all such exploited animals;

Henry Pearlman's license to practice law (this is attempted murder);

custody of 13-year-old's child, and custody of 13-year-old;

certificate of occupancy to home.

Sunday September 21, 2003

When Terri babysat me, I remember us watching television together. I was in one chair, he a few feet behind me in another. I turned my head to the left to talk to him (about my cat), as if we were in a car with he in the driver's seat. So I did recognize him.

Monday September 22, 2003

Dear William;

You have two choices.

You can die within the next 24 hours.

or

You will go down with the Monarchy piece-by-piece, each humiliation more degrading than the last as you will earn permanent status as the most famous royal family member in history.

And you will have nothing else to blame except your inferior, un-evolvable brain.

Tuesday September 23, 2003

I will send in the fifth Panzer Division.

I don't want the children to do this, because of the risk of exposure to infection.

You are going to have to find a victim of a biochemical attack, and try to cure that individual. Gulf War veterans are easiest to find.

Men have estrogen too, and I suspect they could benefit from the birth control pill as I did. Earlier this year, as you know, I took a total of 20 pills over a three month period to avoid more ambulance rides which only occurred in the middle of the month. I recently began taking it again. And since estrogen drops sometimes occur as I am discharging an infection, I hope this is a good thing.

If I could turn the clock back five years, I would have first gone to my hair dresser, then to my current priest for the oil used in faith healing.

As you probably guessed, I have returned regularly to church. At first I did not know what was driving me in there. I eventually realized I have a biological need to connect to my archetypes. And then, like any child who seeks help from ancestors, I encountered this ancient medicine.

Choosing a congregation was easy. As I once explained, in the mid-1990's, I was active in a campaign to demand responsibility in the school's run-away budget. The school board has seven members. We elected three over the time period of two years. For the majority position, my neighbor ran--the husband of the person who helped me at the hospital. This time, I just about moved-into their home. We lost. But as I was there I learned that all those I worked for were from this one Episcopal church near my home.

Last Christmas I considered going. But when you work in retail, Christmas is a necessary day off. You cannot go to the post office, bank, etc. You have to rest. But a few months later when my current priest (who is the assistant minister) was my customer, and I saw her credit card material identifying her as being of this church, I informed her of this near visitation. She yelled at me, "Why didn't you come?!" I had no answer. But it was nice to know I was welcome. But the Spring of this year kept me busy with the computer set-up, as well as making new, easily adjustable, clothes to accommodate my new weight issues.

On my first day at church, the primary minister announced they will perform faith healing at the end of the service. I decided I didn't need that and went home. After the second Sunday, I changed my attitude. I was becoming desperate as the recovery stalemated. I went to the small service on Wednesday performed by the assistant. As I received the vapors from the person kneeling next to me. I began to cry. I knew this was physical. It is very powerful, and obviously acts on the nervous system. Although I don't know which system. According to Andrew (the pharmacist) there are two; sympathetic and parasympathetic. Then, fortunately, we sat together to do Bible study. I did not belong behind the wheel of a car.

The ancient healers established a very effective procedure. And placing this oil in the hands of ministers was the intelligent thing to do. If I took a bottle of it home and overdosed, I probably would have gone directly into a suicide.

This Sunday, as we had a meeting, I sat on a couch next to my priest as she held her baby. What could be better than that?

Part II--------------------Tuesday September 23, 2003

Georgie-Pooh does not seem to have heard me.

If the synagogue is breeding killer bees non-indigenous to this area, it must be burned down. The President can ask any exterminator.

And if my neighbor is using his home as a transit house, then it too must be burned down.

And in consideration of the fact that this neighbor is a prosecutor, the issue must be raised if this is a intimidation tool.

On another issue...

It is my understanding that the real competition in the Californian gubernatorial race is about off-shore oil wells. And, I understand, this was a subliminal message from Terri. (I think he should write a book.)

Wednesday September 24, 2003

Georgie-Pooh is against the wall. He had a barrage of personal insults for me. Keep on Panzering. Go! Go! Go!

The California Gubernatorial election is in October 07th. I am shocked at the feminists. This is a wide open opportunity for women. And they missed it.

I have been waiting for an opportunity to endorse someone. Especially since Terri made this subliminal comment about the real issue being Californian off-shore oil wells. It must be extremely important to the Nazis.

This is not the way I wanted to execute an endorsement. But with great haste I went through the list of candidates on the internet and made a selection. I have a good feeling about the one photograph I found of this candidate, and the accompanying biography. That is very little to work with. And as you know, I have been wrong about many things before. But with almost two weeks left, you can take the suggestion and do what you want with it.

You must have already guessed I do not want political old guard. The Nazis are very deeply rooted in the United States. And, to my knowledge, not one of the primary candidates have responded to the issue of financial audits and financing terrorism. And our economy and national security are the same issue. It is a large target audience to miss.

As you already know, I am a registered Independent. Henceforth, I am an Independent-chauvinist. I only looked at that list.

I decided I wanted a female candidate. Imbalance under any circumstances is very dangerous. If there was a balance of power, I would have looked at all the candidates. I don't like voting for people because they are females. And I won't vote for females like Geraldine Ferraro who build their political careers on the fact that their husbands have more money than their competition.

I looked at the photographs seeking facial expression I liked. I have made misjudgments on this issue before. But I like this one, and did not like any of the others.

I wanted someone with a background in finance. Particularly, criminal prosecution of fraud. It's an obvious necessity. Unfortunately, she does not have this attribute in her resume.

Her name is Patricia Tilley.

And this was unplanned by me, but she is the only African-American female.

Thursday September 25, 2003

If we can pull this stunning Californian election upset, we should have a very merry Christmas.

And this should put politicians on notice that a four year term does not mean they can lie, cheat and steal for three-and-a-half years, and then practice effective image making just before the re-election campaign. It should create a new balance of power between elected officials and those they serve.

Returning to the issue of my January, 2002 hospitalization, it is now my understanding that William, my left-handed lover, is prepared to testify under penalties of perjury that I was drugged. His objective is that my right-handed lover will be prosecuted for all of his creative efforts to awaken me.

Friday September 26, 2003

(Please take note of the fact that yesterday's entry was transmitted this morning due to technical problems Earthlink was having.)

I reviewed the names and faces of Independent males, and have decided I am pleased with my choice. As I look at Patricia Tilley's face, I sense someone who has known much suffering. And as I see everyone's reaction, I know this is a sixth Panzer Division.

The Fifth Panzer Division is a direct hit. William does not want anyone, including soldiers, cured of Gulf War syndrome and everything else. His response is to attempt to disconnect me from St. Matthew's.

He has been against my joining this church all along. As I previously explained, the blackout which struck the Northeast of North American occurred a few hours after I asked my manager for Sundays off.

But I admit that may not have been only motive. He was planning the blackout for a few days. I know this because a few days before, the fresh milk in my refrigerator went sour. And on July 4th, I could not use the bathroom.

Since the US blackout, Europe has been struck with two similar incidents. First England, then the Netherlands. I will guess these are Protestant regions.

I believe the satellites capturing me with the baby also adversely impacted him.

And today, I finally noticed one more thing about the genocide of children perpetrated by William's people for the cause of diamond tiaras.

The children of Lord & Taylor probably required at least one year to die.

The unborn third-trimester child of the pharmacy required two months.

These are subjects of biochemical experimentation. They are developing something which will act quickly.

But I want them to show mercy on President Georgie Bush and Vice President Richard Cheney. Please let them keep their oil money as their children die.

Saturday September 27, 2003

Dear Ah-nold;

I have received your threat to financially choke me. And I have received your Asta La Vista message which I had my co-workers translate for me because, as you already know, this is not aristocratic German. It is its perversion.

I was fascinated to learn that you and your Californian gubernatorial election staff are afraid of me. Is it the fact that I am half your size in weight and height? Do you have stand-ins do your muscular work for you in your movies? Are the stand-ins female? Or is it because I am a Prussian, and you an Austrian?

I understand that a loss would damage your ego. And a loss to a woman supported by another female would likely leave you permanently impotent. And your father's Nazism probably taught you an attitude toward Africans. Viagra is marketed for circulatory disorders, not egotistical ones. And Prozac and Zoloft aren't used for temper tantrums. And my grandfather always said he had no pills for stupidity.

Do you want me to send the seventh Panzer Division directly down your theatrical throat?

I will give you a hint as to what is to come.

Within walking distance to the East of the Mount Kisco, New York Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, is the home of Robert Kennedy Junior. If you drive down his paved driveway, it will lead into an unpaved Western-direction road. I do not know where it goes as he is very protective of it. But I have observed small structures positioned next to it as I drive down the main road in the Winter. If you walk a short distance further West, beyond the Fellowship, you will find Northern Westchester Hospital Center.

Sunday September 28, 2003

CORRECTION Terry was not my babysitter. He was my date for a dinner party. I was nine and he 21. His mother found me sleeping in his bedroom (which was upstairs, whereas the snake was downstairs), woke me up, and had me leave.

Everyone wants me to return to my hairdresser. But what no one realizes is that it was presentable after each dosage of faith healing. It is my nervous system which is making it look like a bird's nest. I have not been wearing my headband for a few months because, for some mysterious reason, it causes my glands to swell.

I have resumed using the generic form of Monistat as the discomfort returned. Instead of needing unlimited dosages of this, as well as other suppositories, one normal dosage-per-day appears adequate. I have completed five days. It is normally a seven-day-treatment.

Monday September 29, 2003

If I understand correctly, Arnold Schwartzenegger, the in-law of the Kennedy family, is pursuing the gubernatorial position because the family needs to maintain control over oil pipelines from Iraq which have been smuggling this resource into the United States in violation of the embargo.

I assume this information is from Terry because of William's enraged condition and threat to imprison him.

Georgie-Pooh, if you let just one thing happen to Terry, if they pull on just one string of his hair...

If it weren't for William, I would not be considering directing so much gratitude to Terry, and I would not understand the significance of the information I was given tonight. The NBC news broadcast discussed the illegal pipeline as it flows into the United Arab Emirates, but I believe it must be more complex than that.

This is where we must go from here.

The Blitzkrieg

I want my students (and I don't know how they are going to accomplish this, but I have seen how they are full of wonderful surprises, even though I don't have time to comment on all of them) to lobby everyone they can find to force the oil and gas companies to label the origination county for your purchase at the pumps or in your home. Everything we buy in the store is labeled Made in China, Imported from Poland, etc. My guess is the laws already exist, but were never applied to this marketed resource. I want to buy oil and gas procured in the United States, only. And as I have stated before, I don't believe this will lead to higher volume procurement if we plug all the leaks.

I want my students (and I don't know how they are going to do this either) to acquire the manufacturers of all election voting equipment. If anything is made by IBM, it must be reported to the Bush Administration and all politicians it affects.

I want my students (I don't know how) to acquire a list of all politicians endorsed and in any way supported by IBM, and I want them to research their election success rates.

The Panzer Divisions

I am hastening the dates of all activities of the First Division. Instead of Veterans' Day (which I will deal with later), we will launch on October 1st-6th.

October 1st--all concerns for missing people from whom there is a 0.5% degree of certainty that IBM was involved, and for whom we are going to ask NICELY and NON-accusatorily of IBM to offer its computer technologies for the pursuit of justice, will ARRIVE at the appropriate office of this company. (You don't need to overnight it. But a Priority Mail letter would be more impressive, but not a necessary expense.)

Also on this date, the letter to any worldwide military official will arrive asking the question of how it was possible that the Nazis nearly simultaneously to Los Alamos invented the atomic bomb.

October 2nd--the copy-correspondence of this nice letter to IBM will arrive at the Pooh House. (Please use the address of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue in addition to the title of White House. The post office prefers that.)

Also on this date, the letter concerning Nazis and Los Alamos will arrive at any mission or embassy of an allied country.

October 3rd--the copy-correspondence of this nice letter to IBM will arrive at the office of the FEDERAL representative of your choice (e.g., senator, representative of the House, etc). You may want to select someone on a particular committee rather than someone who represents either your region or that of the IBM office you targeted.

Also on this date, the copy-correspondence of the Nazi/Los Alamos letter will arrive at the office of the Pooh's Secretary of State, General Colin Powell, or the National Security Advisor, Condelyza Rice (my apologies for my misspellings).

October 4th--the copy-correspondence of this nice letter to IBM will arrive at the office of the governor who has jurisdiction over the IBM office. (Your personal governor cannot help you unless, of course, s/he is the same person.)

Also on this date, the letter questioning the existence of socialism in a nation for whom the students have deemed not financially equipped to independently sustain such, will arrive at the appropriate embassy or mission (same or different from above).

October 5th--the copy-correspondence of this nice letter to IBM will arrive at the office of the local representative of your choice who has jurisdiction over the region of the corporate office.

Also on this date, the letter questioning the existence of socialism in these countries will arrive at the Pooh House.

October 6th--the copy-correspondence of this nice letter to IBM will arrive at the police department nearest to the IBM office.

Also on this date, copies of all letters will arrive at the offices of your adopted companies.

And anything else you can think of.

And don't worry if there are variations in the dates. The most important issue is the arrival of the letters.

The second Panzer Division is in progress. But you can use your creative energies to think of something. Its purpose is to find a way to practice a boycott against China as it is impossible to avoid their products.

The third Panzer Division was independently launched by the students. They fired the head of the New York Stock Exchange.

The fourth Division targeted candidates. We will now target elected officials. Demand of one of each of these six days to answer to the issue of financial audits and national security. You can use postcards of the World Trade Towers. You can also demand a timetable as to when your tax burden will be relieved.

The fifth is to cure as many victims of biochemical attacks as possible. It is also in progress.

The sixth is the Californian election.

And if you see Terri, say Thank you.

Wednesday October 01, 2003

It has been demanded of me to ostentatiously practice witchcraft.

I'll give you witchcraft.

I have mentioned more than once on this website that Monica Christiensen was entered into Lord & Taylor payroll on December 21, 1998--more than one month after she began working there.

How did I know that?

No one has ever thought to ask me.

On December 21, 2002 I witnessed a peculiar event. I still can't understand it. But I would like to guess that another terrorist attack was planned, and stopped.

And, of course, December 21, 1988 was the day that the Pan Am airline crashed over Lockerbie, Scotland.

It this a coincidence? Maybe.

If not, I can only think of one explanation.

It is a day to remember, and to attack.

Was this the date that Joseph and Mary found the inn? Were His parents political activists who were terrorized and harassed into homelessness?

Homelessness is one of the favorite causes of Eva/Jean.

As you may already know, there has been scientific explanation that the star of Bethlehem was a comet. Although I haven't discussed this specifically with my priest, I have enjoyed my conversations with her in which I freely offer my theories about science and religion.

Why isn't the Californian election on Election Day? Why October 7th? Is there a necessity for Ah-nold to occupy the governor's mansion on December 21st? Will there be another terrorist attack on this day?

Ah-nold and his wife must know, and possibly William, and, if she is still alive, the Queen.

Friday October 03, 2003

What's wrong with this picture?

You can see how the nest of killer bees is placed carefully in the shade

such that anyone can innocently walk into it.

But the individual most likely to die was the one who mows my lawn.

I have also added some material to the Eva Braun file today.

This is how I knew about Monica.

It was a few months after I was fired from The Vitamin Shoppe. I was too sick to work and decided to visit my friends at Lord & Taylor. It was December 21, 2001. I visited Maryanne in Ladies Lingerie. She, Catherine and I used to lunch together whenever arrangements were possible. Her manager, whom I never met, joined us in our conversation. Hanging at the counter, as it should be, was the day's meeting notes. It always included birthdays, and company anniversaries. Monica's anniversary was there. But I knew the date was impossible. I remember meeting her in the Ladies' Room shortly after I began on November 11, 1998. I was perplexed by this for a long time until I was about to enter the date discrepancy on this website. As I was driving toward the Graphics store whose computer I used, I suddenly figured it out.

Part II----------------Friday October 03, 2003

William is attempting to prosecute Terri.

He can't. These are the questions which must be addressed:

Was I drugged?

Did Terri know I was drugged?

And then of course there was the next event which must be questioned. I have had dreams about it. William was never in these.

I can't blame Terri for what happened. He was told dead on arrival, and then found me alive.

I do believe it is fair to blame William.

If he knew what awaited me at the hospital, he could have told the Pooh. And if he wants to freely come in-and-out of this country, this was his legal obligation.

And he had an obligation to be with me in that ambulance. He knew the IV was loaded. And if he had told the nurse I was unconscious, appropriate action would have been taken for proper supervision such that this could not happen.

I am going to take a guess that Terri did tell the nurse I was unconscious, and that William threw him out of the building.

Part III-------------Friday October 03, 2003

I think I should clarify the most crucial point.

After my dreams revealed a second visitor into my hospital room in January of 2002, I picked-up the Pooh line to the White House and explained that according to some dreams, there was a very shallow penetration. Later dreams would expand upon that event to indicate to me that the second individual was right handed.

Both original suspects denied the charge of penetration.

As you know, one year ago, when I learned there was one lover in my bed, I immediately had tests for all venereal diseases and AIDS. I did not ask William to have these, because it would be impossible to ascertain whether any contamination was before or after my event, and because he is too uneducable to understand the question.

I am not asking anything of Terri because he was educated by the same person as I. I am not worried.

On the subject of my health...

I recently found a newspaper advertisement for the Himalayan Diet Breakthrough by AVS Marketing. I have just begun the first bottle and have not seen weight loss, but have seen improvements in my digestive capabilities. Which has been nice.

I recently telephoned them again and learned they also have a cream. I looked at their literature on it. It discusses the lymphatic system.

The lymph nodes which receive the most press attention are those beneath the arm. Radical mastectomies include such removal. I don't believe this area was ever affected in my system.

But when I look at my medical dictionary's diagram of this system, I have to conclude that it was the dysfunction in the abdominal lymph nodes which caused the abdominal distention.

I am still on the antibiotics, Padma Lax, Fo Ti and Yeast Cleanse. Last month my estrogen level dropped and I resumed the birth control pill. I stopped taking that when I began the faith healing. I have asked my priest for a bottle to take home and apply internally. She explained she could not particularly since its practice requires an application by another individual. Hands-on is part of the treatment. And, as you know, I believe that is a referral to the brain's electromagnetism. She also explained it is Olive Oil, blessed by the Bishops. I bought Olive Oil and made the application. It failed I believe it is because it is from California whereas the Church's must be from a more exotic place in the world.

And my priest was amazed when I referred to it as medicine. I explained to her that Olive Leaf is a natural antibiotic available in non-liquid pill form.

Saturday October 04, 2003

CORRECTION My arm did swell. The nurse practitioner in my doctor's office recently commented on the edema. Most of the enlargement activity in this area occurred in early 2001 such that one of the rayon suits I made accommodated for greater enlargement which, fortunately, never occurred.

I am very satisfied with the explanation that all the weight gain was caused by the lymph nodes. I could have drawn the lymph node diagram in the medical dictionary if asked to describe the abnormalities.

On the issue of the hospitalization in January of 2002...

I believe it is time the Pooh Administration began to prosecute people for failing to blow the whistle. This applies to William who knew enough before this first ambulance ride.

And, of course, this applies to Kathy McTigue.

My guess is that Terri told the nurse I was unconscious, because Terri and I were educated by the same person. The question really is, Did Jean Bouricius' son report to the nurse? I am certain he did. Now I want to know what happened next, and why no one was next to me when I awoke.

Part II------------------Saturday October 04, 2003

As I look at the photographs of the Unitarian Fellowship in Mount Kisco, New York, I understand the design. There is one prominent individual by the road, another near the road, and six individuals of various sizes.

The primary was probably Adolph/Stanley Hitler Schicklegruber/Schweitzer. The second could be Eva Braun, but it is a male. It could also be Dr. Henderson Cole.

Or it could be someone else. We have to find that person.

And as there are six group members, there are six windows on the side.

Sunday October 05, 2003

Terri is waiting for an I love you. I never did. My hormones were not active enough at age nine. I have been fascinated by everything which happened, and have called each of his bluffs. When he suggested I take a one way plane ride to Vermont, I e-mailed him the day, time and flight number. He never repeated himself. When he suggested I invite him for a fireside dinner, I invited. He never responded. When he wanted an endorsement for the presidency, I gave him a draft and offered him the opportunity to proofread my statement that I had not conversed with him in 26 years, knew less about him than I did about Patricia, while praising his knowledge of feline ethology. That was the end of that. And I responded to him each time because I can't withstand any more nagging from anyone.

But one subject which has come-up is who should give me away at my wedding, if it ever happens. Both Georgie-Pooh and former President Billy-Goat want to do it. And Tom Brokaw wants to too. But none were father-figures, as I explained to Terri via the e-mail. Tommy answered he was just a messenger and I should not direct anger toward him. But that is not an answer to the question, unless he wants to confirm why he can't do this.

I want Tommy to do what any father would do--give Terri 24 hours to prove he is serious or face banishment from the NBC kingdom.

On 60 Minutes tonight I saw a portrait of Georgie Bush's private club of his alma mater, Yale University. It is called Skull and Bones. They interviewed the author/researcher who attempted to look into this society. It is so secretive that neither Georgie Pooh father, the Pooh, nor their ancestor, Prescott Bush, ever discussed their membership with anyone. And despite the small size of the club, the members successfully pursue power. Membership is limited to 15/year. And their clubhouse of many years has very few windows.

The researcher could not understand what unites them, and enforces the code of silence. My life experience tells me it is likely a shared and rather unique sexual perversion.

On the subject of IBM and missing people the numbers are apparently quite shocking. Georgie-Pooh does not yet have a figure. There were so many responses it was impossible to estimate.

And as I look at the shape of the Unitarian Universalist statues, I see they are all saying, Heil Hitler.

Monday October 06, 2003

They are very nervous about the Californian Gubernatorial election tomorrow.

Georgie-Pooh is attempting to explain that Skull and Bones is a reference to interaction with graves. I believe it is much more complex than that.

On the issue of my health, I would like to look back upon early 2001.

Wearing perfume was no longer a luxury, it was a necessity. After going through the Stamford Mall in Connecticut I found I could only wear two, each made by Victoria's Secret. The inexpensive one is called Rapture. I still have to wear it daily.

At the time I assumed that the same company which made the only perfumes I could wear, must manufacture a lotion which could either serve as a treatment or cure. The store referred me to another shop owned by the same parent company, Bath and Body Works. It was there that I found the only Ginko biloba and St. John's Wort creams I have ever found. The latter I left in my chiropractor's office as part of her treatment.

It all helped, a little. But I overlooked something very obvious, or perhaps it did not exist at the time.

Friday, October 03, 2003, was my day off. In the morning I mentally listed my errands, which included a visit to Victoria's Secret for my perfume. I forgot to go even though I parked across the street.

That evening, I learned of the cream by AVS Marketing and ordered it. I am still awaiting its arrival. Its ingredients include lemon and grapefruit, among other herbs.

I decided to visit the store on my way to work. And while I was there, I looked for and asked every representative about a cream which includes either of these fruits.

My perfume was not available on the shelf. They had to look in back. It took awhile. To entertain me they provided me with the lotion.

Orange!!!!

They found a gift bag which provided the lotion for free.

After two applications to the dry skin on the back of my neck, I am able to wear my headbands without experiencing gland swelling.

Tuesday October 07, 2003

In the Book of Matthew, chapter 27 verse 37,

"And set up over his head his accusation written, This is Jesus the King of the Jews."

As you already know, I do NOT believe Jesus was a Jew, and I believe that a pre-Christian religion did exist.

So what was this?

I am constantly hearing in church praise for His perfect sacrifice. And as I understand it, this would mean he would be more influential in death than life.

But I believe that the stolen scripture reveals more than that.

I believe the sign was pre-existing. All those who were crucified had the charge against them displayed above. I believe this was a concentration camp, and that Jesus, as a rather famous person who would never return from it, exposed it.

It has been my understanding that before the concentration camps of Europe were liberated, the allies knew of their existence. How could they have known that at a time without spy satellites? Did pilots see these from their cockpits?

They must have had access to stolen scripture, and even though they had no witnesses, they knew what to expect.

Wednesday October 08, 2003

I hope the feminists are proud of themselves. The Californian election was wide-open and a sexual predator took the position. Of course, their definition of sexual harassment is failure to marry and assume financial responsibility for the victim after the incident.

You know what to do next. Make certain Governor-Elect Schwartzenegger knows your priorities well.

I would also like to ask my students to look at the tax withholding in their parents' paychecks. I want you to then find an issue and ascertain how much your parents are paying for it. For example, I am curious to know how much of my paycheck and/or property taxes finance baby formula for all imported Tantrums who come to this country for the exclusive purpose of billing the taxpayer for the fact that they hate to give.

I have one more correction to make.

The Unitarian service I attended for Stanley Schweitzer was not a funeral nor wake. It was for memorial purposes only. I assume the synagogue performed the burial.

Thursday October 09, 2003

I spoke to my neighbor, who is also the only individual I voted for on the Bedford School Board. According to him, $100,000,000 (that's one hundred million) is about to be spent to tear down 26 classrooms and build 30 because they cannot find any other place to build parking spaces on this 150 acre property. Their concern is that they do not want teachers to walk in the rain.

I want attorneys to research under what circumstances it is legal to NOT pay your school taxes. The next due date is January 31, 2004. I don't want to have to organize a district-wide withholding, but I will. And I will demand of Governor Patacki to jail any administrator who shuts the school down for lack of funds. The only thing they have to do is get out their checkbooks and return the monies they stole.

The next election is in June. It should be a recall vote, and I would like to ask all residents of this school district to explain that to our governor and all elected representatives.

On another issue...

As I once explained, one year ago two volunteers of Northern Westchester Hospital came into Staples requesting donated stationary for their fundraiser to expand the neo-natal unit. Craig, or general manager, was hesitant, then they explained, "But it's for babies who can't breathe on their own." The donation was for approximately $50. My suspicion is that Craig paid for it himself.

I stood there remembering how I couldn't breathe either. And that was not because of my asthma, but rather because of medical malpractice.

I now believe that Mrs. Anthrax was practicing as a nurse, and that Joel Seligman was her friend.

Melissa West, one of the volunteers, returned. She was amazed I remembered her. I asked her if they found the air pollutant which was causing these babies to die. She wasn't aware of any such investigation. I also asked her if Seligman is still the President. He is.

She came in yesterday morning purchasing one of each style of stationary for their meeting, explaining she will return it this afternoon.

I complained to Michelle, the sales manager. I told her the money will be going to kill babies.

Melissa returned.

This time they wanted $240 in donations.

Craig said via Michelle that no donation occurred last year, and that this year's would have to go via corporate. She also told her to return in a few days.

I would like to ask all members of that hospital volunteer committee to look closely at the photograph of Mrs. Anthrax on the deck of cards which I reproduced on June 06, 2003.

Did you ever see her at the hospital?

Friday October 10, 2003

Is William still alive? If he isn't, I will tell you what to do about heartburn.

Sunday October 12, 2003

It is now my understanding that Terry did order the nurse to administer an injection of adrenaline.

Part II-----------Sunday October 12, 2003

On October 09th, I stopped the antibiotics. But the swelling in the lymph nodes has not reversed itself, and I still have pains throughout my diaphragm muscle. But I am amazed that my infectious disease specialist did not recognize a bad case of such swelling. I would think that would be the first thing he is trained to look for.

So I had an emergency room psychiatrist who could not recognize a textbook case of low estrogen, believed a high white blood cell count is a psychiatric disorder, and I had an infectious disease specialist, Dr. Rush, who did not understand the significance of the lymph nodes, and believed that no one is ever poisoned, and anyone who thinks s/he is must be delusional.

Give him the Nobel Prize in Medicine for that. It is called the Rush Theory.

And the United States can't understand why we are so vulnerable to biochemical attacks.

On another subject, as Terri begins to talk about the brutalities of his childhood, I would like to say that I am glad he is working toward resolution with his parents, but can't stand to listen to anymore.

Part III---------Sunday October 12, 2003

On the subject of my other website...

As it seems that William might be dead, and the end of his life will be the beginning of mine, and as my contract is with MIVA Merchant is going to end on October 21st, I have to make a decision as to whether or not to renew the contract.

I now understand that it isn't that he stole the money, but rather blocked all transactions.

Georgie-Pooh, the guardian of the Constitution, has to let me know what he is going to do with my civil rights, especially if he wants my endorsement.

Tuesday October 14, 2003

I once told you about an occasional visitor to the Unitarian Fellowship. His name was Lawrence Lawton and he lived next door to us. In 1991, he murdered his wife, dog and himself. When we attended his funeral at the synagogue, we learned his real last name was Levine. He was an engineer and the phone number listed under his wife's name was 3393.

After he died, I never saw the bodies picked-up. But perhaps that was because I was in school.

At the funeral, I never saw coffins. But that was because the bodies were cremated.

But I never saw urns. And isn't that against Jewish law?

The executor of their estate was Town Justice Banks who should not be confused with Charles Banks who is currently Town Justice. It was the latter who I discussed in my complaint to the Attorney General's office.

A few weeks after they died, a visitor arrived at their home.

This was very unusual, as they never received visitors.

This was before we acquired our German shepherd dog Fluffy. At the time we had another such dog, Rombo.

After driving down their driveway she parked next to ours to acquire on the empty house and whereabouts of Lawton. I was in bed with the flu as my mother was next to me. We heard the dog bark. My mother went outside. My mother witnessed the dog approach her. According to the alleged victim, she was bitten.

I heard my mother come charging in and out of the house. She later told me it was to acquire a bandage and anti-bacterial salve. But she would not let my mother help her.

She went to the emergency room. Then filed before this Executor/Judge a civil action. My mother did not know at the time he was the executor. We would learn a few weeks after the court date as he performed a tag sale to clean-out the house of all possessions.

As I look in hindsight, no emergency room report nor bill was filed with the Court. And she demanded of my mother to pay this bill NOT by sending her a copy, but rather with a typed letter explaining she was an attorney. My mother insisted that if she is an attorney she has insurance which paid. She intended to explain this to her after her second notice, which never arrived.

But nonetheless, we had to get rid of the dog. The veterinarian would not destroy her but rather found another home.

Is Lawrence Lawton alive?

It would seem paranoid to get rid of a dog who could recognize him. But remember, this was a man who hated my mother because she protested the design of his driveway. He wanted a sharp curve. She did not want him skidding into our driveway. The builder built a compromise.

I can't find my mother's record on this law suit. But Georgie-Pooh should be able to find it.

I will guess he has a Massachusetts phone number which Jean/Eva Bouricius/Braun could recognize. And that he uses the name Levine.

Part II------------Tuesday October 14, 2003

And there is one more thing. I wanted a Pooh-investigation before placing this on the website because I am not certain enough that this is significant, but he won't listen.

In late 2001, my neighbors sold their house. They lived down the street. A few days after they departed, December 16, 2001, I experienced the trespasser on my property who flashed lights in my window.

I spoke to this new person at the time who explained she would not move in until January of 2002. And no one has seen her.

In late August of this year, my immediate neighbors who occupy the house once owned by the Lawtons, sold their home. Yesterday I found the new neighbors with their electricians and they explained that they expect to move-in by Halloween.

Is Larry back?

Wednesday October 15, 2003

Are these the same signatures?

Part II-------------Wednesday October 15, 2003

I have some more biographical information on Lawrence Lawton/Levine.

We learned at the memorial service that he invented the walk/don't walk signs. And, according to my mother, his skill of landscaping his property with flood lights was extraordinary.

It would not surprise me if the individual who so skillfully shone lights into my home was he.

In December of 2001, he not only shone a bright light into my bedroom, but also gave the appearance of a person walking toward my window. But I knew there are no giants in this town and was never afraid of that.

The most recent incident of July of this year involved his flashing small lights into the hallway in front of my bedroom. It was a very skillful routine.

My mother also told me that when she first met Marian Lawton, she noticed her deep wrinkles even though she was only a few years older. My mother speculated that he had spent time in jail, and that this was the motive for the secrecy.

And as I explained, they installed seven telephone lines into that household, while publishing the numbers of two. Marian's was 3393.

What I always observed as a child is that as each drove-up the driveway, they honked twice. I asked my mother about that and she explained it is in case there is a child standing there. It would be difficult to foresee through the woods and curvature.

I now believe that it was a message explaining, It is only I, not law enforcement.

Thursday October 16, 2003

I remember the trial day in court concerning Rombo. I remember how the plaintiff wore the bandage on her leg even though it was several weeks later. I remember the shape of her legs had a peculiarity.

For most people, the front of the calf is the straight. Hers had a curve near the knee.

Anne Aulicino is the same height and appears to be of the same likely age. And they both have dark hair.

And Anne Aulicino has changed her phone number to that which includes 77. For several weeks now I have been intending to display how many members of the Unitarian Fellowship of 1974 had this feature. It is disproportionate.

Part II----------------Thursday October 16, 2003

Tomorrow I intend to research the law suit against Rombo. I don't expect to find any record of it. I can't remember seeing a stenographer. I only remember a summons, and no complaint. Of course she didn't sign a complaint. Law enforcement would have verified her signature by looking at her driver's license. It was probably a phony name, as are the names Aulicino and Salerno.

Today, after making her wait-and-wait, leave-and-return, Melissa West was given her $240 contribution of stationary by Staples.

But Staples does not owe her or anyone else any apologies. She would have to sign the complaint, and allow signature-verification.

Melissa has a very sweet caring face as she champions the cause of babies who can't breathe on their own. She did not like me catching her facial expression in one private moment. She is NOT a volunteer. I want a complete audit.

On the issue of my health, I learned on the Internet that my diaphragm pains are caused by post-herpetic neuralgia. (Shingles is also called Herpes Zoster.) I also learned that Mistletoe is the herb to remedy that. Its liquid form worked instantly. But it tastes very bitter, so I have to mix it.

The link between Christmas kiss-theft and this neurological condition is very obvious to me.

I have asked my priest about something else I learned on the Internet. There is speculation that His crucifix was made of Mistletoe wood.

If this is true...

Friday October 17, 2003

This morning I telephoned Robert Jacobsen Surgical Pharmacy inquiring about purchasing an extremity pump for my swollen lymph nodes. They explained that it can only be purchased with a prescription and instead recommended a physician who specializes in massage therapies for such drainage. My first appointment is in one week.

At the health store I found a few more herbs, as well as a recommendation for a local spa which specializes in such. It is called Serenity. I acquired an immediate appointment. I paid them the $100. plus $15. tip upon arrival. Then they voided the transaction and performed the therapy anyway. I can feel the strengthening of my system.

The Bedford courthouse looked into their computers and found no record of the law suit. They explained not everything was entered and, for a $10 fee, will check downstairs. I paid them and they explained that if nothing is found, I will receive a refund.

Mr. or Mrs. Lawton sent the subliminal message that I forgot to mention how accomplished she was/is in gardening and piano playing. She performed for WQXR, the radio station of The New York Times.

As Veterans' Day approaches, I have decided this will be our memorializing technique.

I would like everyone to begin recording the names and appropriate dates of all IBM-ers and their associates who buried children. I believe these were subjects of biochemical experimentation, and the sacrifice was necessary to pursue the big reward they endlessly sought, and blamed people like myself for not receiving. This would include Cathy Calcutti's (CVS Pharmacy) daughter, Kathy McTigue's daughter and Monica Christiensen's son (Lord & Taylor). Don't consider their stories of how the demise occurred.

One such story is of an IBM-er whom I have not mentioned. When my mother was first separated from my father, she complained to this mother about her woes. She answered that my mother had no problems. She explained she had a fourth child. But one day as she was cutting-up a dress, the two-year-old escaped from her and ended-up underneath the bulldozer as they were constructing the house next door.

The surviving son has spent years in therapy. The therapist is also a Methodist Minister who tried to help our fellowship after the minister was fired.

As for my church, we are working on our new website. All the information pre-existing was taken down because it was outdated. I have been doing the history section. In the past, two historical texts were written about our church which was consecrated in 1810. I have surprised everyone in that I have been focusing on little things. I explained that it is anthropologists do. Sociologists focus on the bigger picture.

I will soon be covering our annual art show to raise money for our charities, October 27 - 30.

Saturday October 18, 2003

They insist that I am exploiting the children of IBM.

Let's look at all the facts.

Margaret Joblanski Herrera, my mother's Cuban-born manager, gave birth to a mongoloid, who died in her arms as a baby.

Ally of Heathrow Airport's customs office buried her child, then said it was my fault.

Kathy McTigue of Lord & Taylor buried her daughter, then became angry with me because there was no reward.

Cathy Calcutti of CVS Pharmacy buried her daughter, then blamed me.

Monica Christiensen's son is dead. It is my understanding that the story is that her husband was not the father, he therefore went into a jealous rage, and then, at trial for his prosecution, genetic tests were revealed which concluded he was the father. How believable is that sequence of events?

Henderson Cole of IBM and the Unitarian, Mount Kisco congregation was recorded by the directory to have four children. I only knew three. And I don't believe my mother ever met the oldest-daughter/second-child, nor knew of her existence. Perhaps that's was led to their divorce. According to my mother, the pre-divorced couple once sat at service with their youngest daughter between then and "they looked like they were at a funeral."

Jean Bouricius' son is in a mental institution.

Heinz (a member of the congregation visiting from Switzerland when I was a child) claimed he had a son who suffered from a cranial defect and henceforth, could not stay long in the United States but had to return to help his wife.

The neighbor/IBM-er/Unitarian member I referred to were the Ehlebens. According to the town directory of 1978-79, which was published after their five year stay in France, their phone number was 7106. They lived down the street from Lawton/Levine/7100. And as they now remain in the same home of the past 35 years, they are currently next to the unoccupied house whose owner no one has ever seen.

And was anyone charged, fined or in any penalized for operating a bulldozer which buried this child?

And do bulldozers move quickly? Are these faster than a two year old?

And these are all the children we know about.

This is my guess as to why the Ehlebens' appear to have two healthy daughters, and a son who has been in therapy for 20 years.

I will guess that IBM laboratories needed a male specimen. They delivered both sons and one was selected.

And that the daughters know nothing about it.

Sunday October 19, 2003

I just watched a 60 Minutes segment by Leslie Stahl. I was never impressed by her research skills. But nonetheless, the story was about Dr. Thomas Butler of University of Texas and the alleged unfair prosecution for an event in which 30 viles of Bubonic Plaque disappeared from his laboratory. He reported it to the FBI, and they targeted him. The documentary presented him with his daughter, and explained his age is 61. Very compassionately, this year's Nobel Prize Laureate in Chemistry offered some of his prize money to finance his legal expenses.

I watched Dr. Butler's face as he was interviewed. I observed that when he spoke, his upper and lower front teeth were exposed. I observed as best I could his height. And I also noticed the lack of flexibility in his spine.

These were all character traits of Lawrence Levine/Lawton. But he didn't have one daughter, he had two; Carol the elder, and Diane. Diane couldn't stop crying at the memorial service, whereas Carol was fully composed.

And Levine/Lawton is probably over 70 years old, not 61.

And, of course, the Nobel Prize is an award for furthering the cause of socialism.

Monday October 20, 2003

I am certain that my lymph-edema is NOT cancer-induced.

I understand that cancer patients often experience edemas. And, according to Josephine, the technician of Robert Jacobsen Surgical Pharmacy, it is typically the arm which is affected. But I also understand that cancer grows on fat. The liver produces fat. I don't know if there is a presence of fat in the lymph nodes. I do know that two sonograms and various blood work concluded that my liver was normal. I therefore conclude there is NO cancer in any area of my body.

Where I work I have many physicians as customers. I ask each one their specialty. They tell me. I then always answer, Wrong one. They sometimes respond and ask me to explain what I need. Until a week ago, I explained An infectious disease specialist who specializes in the nervous system. No one knows of anyone, and one optometrist attempted to research it for me, and found nothing. Dr. Rosel of Walter Reed Medical Center in Washington, D.C. appears to be the only one I ever found. (He is the one who, in early 2001, explained that dysfunctions in the body can sometimes be caused by the brain stem.)

For the past week I have been explaining I need a lymphatics specialist. One customer who is an internist and specializes in emergency room care, explained to me that a benign tumor can cause a blockage.

I believe that is what this is.

It may have to be surgically removed, according to him. (Georgie-Pooh better have the hospital cleaned-up before then. I don't want it to continue financing Melissa West's million-dollar home.)

And according to my massage therapist, the epicenter of the whole system is between the lungs.

I believe that is what my asthma is.

My massage therapist also explained that therapeutic hosiery exists. I purchased such today at the pharmacy. Between the time I put these on in their fitting room, and I walked to the car, my shoe-size shrank.

On another completely unrelated subject...

My attic-cleansing resumed recently. Last year I obviously stopped when Winter began.

Last year it involved bagging, dumping, recycling, and delivering to the nursing home the mountains of unused fabrics, yarns, and everything else, until they turned me away insisting there was no more room.

This year I was invited to join my neighbor's tag sale over the weekend. I made $35.

I know William is alive because the evening before my windfall my phone rang all night. He started again the night after the cash was handed to me.

I spent very little time at the tag sale. It was the day after the massage therapy and my system was discharging.

On Friday morning, I learned about massage therapists. (And there is a connection to the attic here, I promise.) By early afternoon, I had a doctor's appointment I am still waiting for. I also had a spa appointment for late afternoon. I made the latter appointment from Mrs. Green's Health Store, as per their recommendation. I had two hours to do nothing. I could go home and come back, but that appeared to be a waste of time.

Instead I drove to that town and went to the mall knowing I would get into trouble. I found a frame shop. I have been looking for something for the living room. Since I reorganized the rugs the reproduction of the Gaughin, which is dominated by the color brown, doesn't work in this area. I was going to buy something at St. Matthew's Art Show. My guilt feelings are what inspired me to give them advertising on this website a few days ago.

I found by a local artist a set of two extraordinary paintings for $165. I could not resist, and resolved this would ceremoniously end this chapter of my life.

I have asked the shop for the name, but the clerk explained that the owners send her many paintings by local artists.

I intend to find the name of this one.

The connection to the attic is that everyone thinks that's where these came from.

Part II--------------Tuesday October 21, 2003

I have been accused of lying about the fates of the children.

Why don't they perform a real investigation?

Where are the graves of the children I mentioned?

These don't exist because the lab destroyed the evidence.

Why, in the prosecution of Eric Christiensen, was the DNA material not made available until trial?

Because they had to wait until the lab specimen (i.e., child) died.

Who is the father of Cathy Calcutti's deceased child?

The child she selected is likely fathered by someone other than her husband.

What is found in the law enforcement report concerning the death of the baby of Ally employed by Heathrow's Custom's office?

That the death was the responsibility of the superior-brained U.S. citizen who failed to explain to the mother that babies are treated by pediatricians.

Where are the following children?

Son/other child of Kathy McTigue

Daughter of Chris Poleto (born 1990? to Kathy's operations manager)

Daughter of Deborah Walker Hauptman (born 1991?)

Other children of Cathy Calcutti

What is William's oral statement?

That I am lying.

What is William's written statement?

Wednesday October 22, 2003

They also need to follow-up on any other children Ally and Margaret Herrera had. And they need to ask where are William Ricciardi's children (CVS former head-pharmacist married to Cuban spy).

They should also look behind Northern Westchester Hospital Center for mass graves. I expect my future children will be buried there too.

After all the trouble they went through to help me understand that my biological clock is ticking and the importance of buying impregnation sex, I am beginning to believe that what they really needed were more specimens for the neo-natal care unit.

If I ever do marry, I do not want any Nazis on the guest list. That should eliminate almost everyone directly involved with my life.

Wednesday October 22, 2003

Now that my suspicions have been confirmed, it is very obvious to me that President Pooh is not going to pursue IBM aggressively for Republican reasons.

We might think we should all force him to do so. Think again. It won't happen. We must pursue this realistically.

My recommendation to the Pooh is to give parents of all murdered children 30 days to do the following:

Confess to the murder(s)

and

Confess in detail to all activities with the Nazis/al Qaeda/socialists, etc.

The penalty will be revocation of all custodial rights including, if this is legally possible, to all future children.

In less than 30 days, I believe the consequences to this will be fewer soldiers dying in Iraq.

Saturday October 25, 2003

I saw Dr. Jan Freedman, not to be confused with Jan Freeman of the Manchester, England vitamin and herb store from which I purchased the Padma28.

Lymphedemas which they treat are of the nature in that the fluid beneath the skin is like water such that contact causes temporary pitting. Mine is very firm. If this is a lymphedema, then the fluids bonded with a protein.

She explained their procedures of bandaging which are used for the watery version. I placed myself on the waiting list for that. But in the interim, will proceed differently.

I will return to the spa, and after each session, don my $125. nylon hosiery. I have worn these for a few days and these appear to be working. I believe the spa will expedite the process.

Sunday October 26, 2003

Dr. Rush was my infectious disease specialist. I researched him in the records of the Office of Professional Discipline. He has no past record of disciplinary actions against him.

According to this website, he graduated from Rush University Medical School.

How is it possible that he could not recognize a collection of very swollen lymph nodes?

Why did he conclude that because I thought I was poisoned, I must be delusional?

But in his report to Dr. Cameron, he does report I was swollen. But makes no attempt to follow-up on the abnormality.

An infectious disease specialist who can't recognize my lymph nodes as swollen, is the equivalent of a weather-person who stands in the middle of a hurricane and cannot feel any wind.

I want an educational explanation from Rush University. This in inexcusable.

On a related subject...

I think I can guess where the stockpiles of biochemical weapons are.

Occasionally, the Unitarian Universalist congregation of Mount Kisco would have a picnic at Ward Pound Ridge Reservation. Pound Ridge is a Town next to Bedford in Westchester County.

There was a puzzle. It was my understanding that Dr. Henderson Cole authored these. The clues would take you from the picnic area, through the woods and back. The author knew this area extremely well.

Did Henderson author these puzzles?

What were their real purpose?

Tuesday October 28, 2003

I returned to the frame shop today to buy the other painting.

At the time of my first visit, I selected the set, and as she was wrapping it, I looked-up and saw another extraordinary painting for $165. It was as large as the two combined. It did not say original oil, but my untrained eye suggested it was. I contemplated. But she kept insisting that I take these. I wasn't allowed to reconsider. But I could not stop questioning if a set of two would look good in that area of the living room. We never tried it before.

As much as I enjoyed St. Matthew's Art Show yesterday, I didn't find anything I would kill for (i.e., the set) or almost kill for (the single). I admired the beauty in so many styles. And I noticed prices. Art like my purchase would be at least ten-times as much.

And then, of course, there is the issue of frames. The wholesale value of mine is at least $165.

I asked the Westart store clerk where the set came from. She explained as she did last time that they buy from local artists. She said she did follow-up on my request for information, and learned he bought the set at a local auction. She then suggested I call the owner in the other store. I talked to him, and received many explanations.

Oh, those. I bought them a few years ago, and dusted them off.

I bought them at an overseas auction.

And the people at the other end of the spy satellites have no explanation yet either.

I came home, placed the new painting above the desk and moved the old one into another room which has a blue theme.

By the end of the day I was beginning to panic. Did I have stolen artwork in the house?

I spoke to the Bedford Police Department who referred me to Thornwood's police. The officer there had advanced knowledge of art appraisal and the various techniques used to feign originals. He offered that I bring these to him, but I decided not to move them, and then drive nervously. He asked me what the receipt said as he explained the various choice of words which might be used as part of the deception. I answered: Handpainted oil.

But I knew who to call next. The woman I met the day before at the art show. We began a dialogue. She tried to offer explanations. She said that some of their artists create an un-detailed oil painting and sell it for $400. The conversation didn't progress because my story made no sense. So she promised to make inquiries.

Maybe these aren't originals. But that still does not explain the price which barely covers the wholesale value of the frames, and does not likely include the labor.

There is a signature on the single; M Aanon, or M Arron. And I cannot interpret the symbols in the signature sections of the set. But I believe it is the same artist because the details of the flowers are so similar.

I still don't know who painted these. But I do know who to compare the artist(s) to.

In 1985 I purchased the Guide to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Edward Degas, French, 1834-1917, A Woman with Chrysanthemums.

It features a bouquet of such flowers in a bowl on a table. [p. 186]

Vincent Van Gogh, Dutch, 1853-90, Irises

"In May 1890 Van Gogh was released from the asylum of Saint Paul in Saint-Remy. His last month there was a period of relative calm and productivity, and he wrote to his brother: "All goes well. I am doing...two canvases representing big bunches of violet irises, one lot against a pink background in which the effect is soft and harmonious...the other...stands out against a startling citron background [with] an effect of tremendously disparate complementaries, which strengthen each other by their juxtaposition." [p. 196]"

I understand that other artists such as Monet painted the same image over-and-over in different contexts such as time of day. But the emphasis of juxtaposition for mutual strengthening to my immature knowledge, is unusual, but does occur.

Wednesday October 29, 2003

The signature is different than the set. But there is no question in my mind that this is the same artist(s).

As you may have already guessed, Thornwood is within walking distance of Kitchawan. Kitchawan is, of course, the location of the IBM lab the Unitarian scientists were associated with.

There is a very quick and simple way to resolve this.

Eva/Jean, do these look familiar?

Thursday October 30, 2003

I have been instructed to acquire a German Shepard.

Do you think a Fluff would have allowed the ambulance to take me away?

Should I have asked my neighbor to break into the house to acquire my luggage, and feed the dog? Would the dog have let her steal my underwear and slippers?

I have several theories as to what this is all about.

There is a logical explanation and I have panicked over nothing.

Degas was confined to the same mental institution as Van Gogh. Perhaps their diagnosis was Kevin Bouricius Syndrome. But after having been misdiagnosed long enough, they each became a real patient.

Degas visited Van Gogh as he was confined.

Degas and Van Gogh are the same person.

I have much research to do on the subject. But I have to thank Mr. Ceibert, my high school French teacher who taught us how to take one look at a painting, even if we never saw it before, and identify the artist and age.

This much I do know with certainty. These paintings can't stay here. They are going to have to think of something.

Friday October 31, 2003

Today I had a customer who referred me to someone who, for a $100 visit, can tell me if these are originals or not. I told the expert I also need an appraisal and did not tell him how much I paid. I received the standard lecture that I should not expect too much from art. Apparently, he receives many phone calls from hopeful-millionaires.

And I hope Pooh and Co. does not attempt to influence him to lie to me. If these are pieces stolen by the Nazis, we have to do the correct thing. I hope he understands this.

And if not, I hope he understands how nervous I have become. I dreamt that the political myriad I walked into terrified me to the point that I sold the paintings to the Art Show for $1,000 cash, lost the money, looked at bare walls in the living room, and hated myself. When I awoke I ran into the living room.

In addition to tomorrow's expert, on Tuesday I will have a professional photographer come to do close-ups on the signatures.

William is attempting to convince me the paintings are possessed by an evil spirit. I am not superstitious. But if I was, the urn of my mother is in the living room, and the two can battle it out. I know who will win.

What has haunted me is my sense that if these paintings could talk, they would tell a very frightening story.

On a related subject, it has been my understanding that my students each want to adopt an endangered species. I think that's an excellent idea. When you do, you must tell President Pooh's Environmental Protection Agency.

But I want you to select carefully. Take a few weeks to think about this.

Eva/Jean educated me to understand that if you want to protect the Panda bear, for example, you might want to think about a plant of its ecosystem, even if the animal does not eat it. You might also want to protect an insect which nourishes it. In simpler terms, you must work with the whole picture.

I would also like you to find and adopt, if this is possible, an artwork stolen by the Nazis, which remains un-recovered. You must remember what Mr. Ceibert taught me, always learn how to identify immediately the age (e.g., impressionistic, classical, etc.), and artist at first sight, even if you never saw the painting before.

Part II---------------Friday October 31, 2003

I have been again reading the Guide of the Metropolitan Museum of Art and learned of a French artist I never heard of; Henri Fantin-Latour, 1836-1904.

I believe he is the most likely candidate.

The second signature is GBECO, I think.

GBECO and M. Aaron: Identical styles, different signatures.

Saturday November 01, 2003

Nightmare-du-Jour: I awoke, stepped outside my bedroom, found my piano bench in the hallway, and proceeded to find everything out of place. I finally found the set against the wall, but on the living room floor, and could not find the single.

Paul Marinucci, the expert, was just here. He refused to accept the $100. According to him, all three are originals and are all oil-on-canvas.

He valued the single at $500-700. According to him it is a perfect size; 24" x 36". This is assembly line style; "starving-artist/painting-by-numbers" and advised me not to purchase any more. I offered that he look behind the brown paper on the back because I accidentally tore this when mounting it on the wall. He wasn't interested.

The set he valued at $3,000. He wanted to tear open the back. I did not allow this. As much as I trusted him, I want such performed with gloves on, in a lab.

He believes these are "freshly painted". There is no evidence of aging; no separations.

The style, he claims, are 17th century Dutch.

Part II------------Saturday November 01, 2003

I should have also mentioned this morning that he disagreed with me when I said these are all the same artist.

I returned to the spa today. And on my way, I returned to the frame shop.

I found one more painting for $135. I had to make a decision as to whether or not to spend the money. But as I stood there, I suddenly understood why the paintings I bought grabbed me and wouldn't let go, whereas the other impressionistic originals in the shop and at the Art Show, did not.

The paint does not have acrylic content. This is what gives the image natural authenticity and impressionistic reality.

But this couldn't be a product of Nazi theft because the frame looked too new and was of contemporary style. Or perhaps the frame was replaced?

I went to the spa while making my decision. I had to have it. It is part of the resolution of the bigger political puzzle haunting what was now being remedied. (And in addition to these remedies, I am bathing in the Mistletoe liquid herb.)

I returned to the shop and had them bring it down from the wall for me. I turned it over, as per the morning's tutorial. It was canvas. There was no brown paper. I asked the same sales clerk for help in dating it. According to her, it was recent because the canvas was polyester and cotton. Hitherto fore, only cotton was used.

My shirt was 100% cotton. I kept feeling each fiber. Were they the same?

I disappeared into one of the galleries. Did I have the cotton/polyester knit pants, or the cotton? It had to be the latter.

Then I noticed one more thing.

The color of the reverse side of the canvas was natural color (i.e., khaki-like), but not uniform. It could be recent, but not likely.

And then something else occurred to me.

It isn't just the natural paint, but also the natural canvas which is so enthralling in all the paintings.

So I bought it.

Part III--------------Saturday November 01, 2003

Van Gogh's brother was an art dealer. And if there was anyone who would know tricks such that an artwork would preserve for over 100 years without cracking, it would have been he.

I would like to ask curators worldwide if their Van Gogh's are better preserved than oil-on-canvas portraits by other artists.

And if there is any artist whose works have preserved better. Gaughin, for example, painted in the hot climate of Tahiti. Did that help or hurt?

Tuesday November 04, 2003

I felt the canvas through the tear of the brown paper of the large painting. I believe it is cotton/polyester. I am theorizing that its artist attempted to imitate the two little paintings. Henceforth, it is cookie-cutter size 24 x 36".

Georgie-Pooh did not permit the photographer to come today. He wants me to find for him a way out of the Iraqi mess.

Thursday November 06, 2003

The only subliminal information I have is that the paintings belonged to Stanley/Adolph Schweitzer/Schicklegruber/Hitler. I have been instructed to return these before I get into any more trouble. If William wants a face-to-face confrontation with me, he can have it. But I know he is afraid of me.

The non-subliminal information I have is an article I read several weeks ago in a New York tabloid. It claimed that Hitler's first career was as an artist peddling his works in Germany. A few samples are available on e-bay, with no buyers. But I believe the character of the works is much different than the set or the cotton-canvased recent purchase. But if I am correct in that the large standard-sized painting is someone's attempt to reproduce the set, then I believe it is reasonable to characterize Hitler as a possible author.

In the few art books I have, I can only find one work which bears some resemblance to the green painting. It is a sketch by Vincent Van Gogh; Vegetable Gardens Near the Dunes, September 1883.

So the next obvious question is, from whom did Stanley/Hitler steal it?

There are many possibilities.

A museum? But the museum would have documented it was missing.

A relative? A relative would have done the same.

Either I don't know how to research my own questions, or someone neglected to formulate the documentation.

But Van Gogh is so famous, that I think I would have heard of something.

Another possibility is that we have underestimated his success. I have heard it said that he sold one painting late in life for $80. His brother was an art dealer and handled this for him. His brother also supported him all his life.

But how do we know this?

Perhaps his brother recorded one sale, not because there was only one, but because he wasn't getting any younger and had to write everything down.

Or maybe Van Gogh is not the artist.

Sunday November 09, 2003

Of course they attempted to ruin my birthday, which is today. And, of course, this time I was waiting for them.

I wasn't certain if they would do it again. If they did, it would prove this is genetic because they have claimed sympathy with everything else they did to me.

It is definitely genetic.

What they did was they delivered the results of the Mystery Shop yesterday where I work. I scored a 46% because I was non-conversational with a customer as I battled laryngitis. So this is the last time I go to work sick. The Shop determines whether or not I receive my monthly bonus which is based on store profits. This cost me $12.

If you will recall, The Tantrum was my rode-model-mother sent to me while I was working at the Grand Union and refusing the wonderful opportunity to chase after a married man with AIDS. I did not understand my biological clock was ticking.

She did understand this. She was no older than 25, had two children, and I suspect, another on the way. The taxpayer received the bill for $1,000/year because she did not want to breast feed the youngest. We also received the bill for nutrition for the oldest. We likely received the bill for extra nutrition for a pregnant mother.

Before she was my customer, I noticed her. She looked just like a childhood rival of the 2nd grade who one day teased me to the point I was pushed to violence. Her own mother thanked me for that at the first opportunity she had, two years later.

The Tantrum came in the evening with her two children. The check she used demanded 36 ounces of dry cereal of any cereal(s) included in their list. Such list included only non-sugared items. Her selection was Cheerios. They used to manufacture a 12 ounce box. Her total was 32 ounces. The issue came-up a few days earlier with another customer and the head bookkeeper told me not to perform the transaction. You must remember that any customer could be from WIC or the Grand Union checking-up on me.

I told her she could not process the check. She tantrumed, "Couldn't you just let him have the bigger one?!" And she left.

She still did not file the complaint.

A few days later, I went in on my day off to pick-up my paycheck. She was there, without her children. It was during the daytime. I didn't notice her until I saw her pointing at me. She had arranged that another employee of the office perform the transaction. But this was under The New York Hitlers influence. My co-worker was very flushed.

Then she tantrumed, "Next time, you go to the office. You do not embarrass me in front of a line of people!!!!" (Does everyone understand that? She sent me to the office, with her welfare check.)

"Did you call WIC?"

"Yes," she said with a ridiculous facial expression. "But you do not embarrass me in front of a line of people!!!!"

Of course, she wasn't too embarrassed to abuse her child in front of a line of people, or throw chronic tantrums.

She filed her complaint, I believe, before Christmas. I surmise this because after the holiday, she no longer had checks for the older one. She must have lost WIC privileges for breaking a rule.

We all discussed this in the office, confirming there was a contradiction. But we all agreed that enforcement of the rules is the only way this program has a chance.

Eventually WIC did revise this to up to 36 ounces.

The Tantrum, Norma Nemschwat, was brought to this country for the purpose of billing the taxpayer for the fact that she did not want to nurse her children.

Did not, or could not?

I believe her ancestors turned their babies over to other people to nurse.

After too many generations of this, could it be she no longer has the ability?

But which came first, the hatred of all forms of gift-giving, or the hormonal imbalance?

Probably these were mutually generating mechanisms.

And now, without the presence of mother's food in their milk, I believe these children are not able to transform to regular diets. I suspect this may cause anorexia, and other disorders.

I have often noticed that many of these people, women and men, have poor circulation in their faces. This can be linked to low estrogen.

But something must feed the system. Perhaps it is testosterone or a hormone not hitherto fore isolated?

It is definitely a hormonal imbalance with one substituting for the other.

It is definitely a counterfeit human species.

Now I can enjoy my birthday. I saved the gift certificates I won this year for good performance. I also received a $10 one from Victoria's Secret. And the local car wash, Splash, does it for free on this day.

But first I will go to church.

Part II--------------------Sunday November 09, 2003

These are my final conclusions regarding the paintings.

In reference to the 36 x 24" painting, I conclude it is a post 1970's attempt to reproduce the set of two. This is evidenced by its cotton/polyester canvas, and its character similarities to the set.

In reference to the set, 12 x 15" each, I conclude its artist is Jacob van Walscappelle, of the Netherlands; 1644-1727. This is consistent with Paul Marinucci's claim that these are 17th century Dutch. The style of the works are identical to his work, Flowers in a Glass Vase dated c. 1670. According to Debra N. Mancoff, author of Van Gogh; Fields and Flowers [Chronicle Books, 1999], he was an influence on Vincent van Gogh:

"Keen observation and consummate craftsmanship distinguish the tradition of still-life painting in seventeenth-century Netherlands. Jacob van Walscappelle measured his skill by the accuracy of his rendering but also showed the sensual aspect of the visible world. He demonstrates the range of his technique in depicting a variety of textures from soft rose petals and the delicate skin of a strawberry to the smooth surface of the glass vase." [p. 32]

I claim that the green painting, 24 x 19", is by Charles Francois Daubigny (1817-1878) pursuant to the comments by Pascal Bonafoux, Van Gogh; The Passionate Eye [Harry N. Abrams]:

"...one of the few painters whose open-air technique influenced the young artists of their time, who, from the time of their first exhibition, were labeled Impressionists....Daubigny was one of the first artists to attempt to capture on canvas the transience of the moment." [p. 35]

I claim that all three paintings were originally housed before World War II in a museum(s) either in Holland or France or both. I additionally claim that such museum(s) was conquered by the Nazis and no longer exists.

But my students will reconstruct it.

Tuesday November 11, 2003

The surviving son of the Ehleben family has finally begun to talk about what happened. He finally verbalized how he and his brother were strapped down, and injections mercilessly applied.

Yesterday was Monday. I went to church knowing Patty had a meeting between 9:30 and 10:30 am. It is for new mothers. I went for the Holy Oil. On Sunday she was not there because she is part time. She was probably at the church where her husband preaches. I did not ask the other ministers because for some reason, I am only comfortable with a female.

My last treatment was two weeks earlier. I had to wait until the meeting was over, and Patty was finished changing him. I had her apply the Holy Oil not to the forehead, but rather the region below my neck which is the epicenter of the lymphatic system. It is where, speculatively, a benign tumor may reside and have to be surgically excised. As always, she applied it in the form of a crucifix, whereas my spa therapist applies her cream in circular motions. I suspect the former is the more effective treatment. But the only way to confirm that is to have my therapist apply her cream with the minister's technique and visa versa.

But if I am correct, then the application technique may pre-date Jesus.

I brought my camera as I wanted to cover the event for the website. (I only know how to use disposables.) One mother did not want her picture taken and Patty suggested I not photograph. So I didn't. But I wish I had.

Patty said she did not bring the Holy Oil with her.

But I have never seen her bring it. I have seen it stored in her office and in the robing room.

I never saw her baby.

Wednesday November 12, 2003

I want someone to explain to me why the book Van Gogh, The Passionate Eye, cites Daubigny's 1869 painting Sunset as being housed by the Louvre Museum in France [p. 171], whereas on-line, this museum has no record of it.

Thursday November 13, 2003

I explained to Patty as much of the bigger biochemicalpicture as I could in an E-mail. I suggested she look at the Unitarian statues to verify my statement.

Patty has assured me we will fight this together. I knew I joined the right church. And I knew Patty did the right thing when she yelled at me in February for not coming for Christmas.

I have a very different issue for Microsoft.

I recently purchased Word 2003 for over $200 for the church's website project. The editor has Word whereas I have Works and I could not transmit drafts with photography. She could not lend me her disk. Every disk has a registration number which is registered with Microsoft.

But this is not consistent with the copyright laws.

What is consistent with the copyright laws is that one cannot purchase software, install it on your computer, and then return it. It is the equivalent of purchasing a book, copying it, and then returning it. Henceforth, it is illegal to return opened software as it will one day be illegal to return books.

But if I can lend someone my books, why can't I borrow software?

Bill Gates cannot collect $200, and legally render it impossible to share. I would not be raising this issue if I paid $10.

On another subject...

I have a theory as to the ancestor from whom Monica inherited her drooling-over-men-for-sex skill.

At the memorial service for her grandfather, I met her father. Her mother was not there. He probably could not be seen in public with her.

On the subject of the paintings...

I have been reading my two Van Gogh books, and have learned a few interesting facts.

Vincent's uncle sold prints and modern paintings to the Dutch monarchy [Bonafoux, p. 14]. Predictably, Vincent had a deceased sibling (who pre-dated him by one year) [Mancoff, p. 12] and spent some of his life in mental institutions.

One of Van Gogh's paintings was Daubigny's Garden, 1890 which he created as his widow resided in the home 19 years after his death [Mancoff, p. 23].

Maybe that was converted into a museum, and no longer exists?

Monday November 17, 2003

I have been thinking about my former publisher, Dorrance Publishing. The one which offered to do me a favor and let me pay for the damage which a billionaire did to my property because only they could deliver sales success without assuming responsibility for the sabotage. They even had my former employer offer me extra hours as a cashier to pay for this.

The book was in production for two years.

During the course of production, they hid the fact that the typesetter worked out of her home. They thought this would discourage me. But when it finally came to the fore, I was delighted. It meant there were two sets of disks. I thought this would minimize the potential for sabotage especially when I knew it was happening, and was assured by Mara Addison that everything would be appropriately proofread. Either it wasn't, or they did not expect me to notice half-sentences. Permitting sabotage, after all, was the only way they could non-contractually be permitted the honor of producing Trump's third book free-of-charge. He didn't have to pay for anything, I had to pay for everything. And, of course, I was crazy for failing to recognize what a wonderful opportunity this was.

The typesetter, Cheryl, gave birth twice during production. The first child was after she finished the first round of typesetting, before corrections.

The second child was during corrections.

A few days ago it finally occurred to me that she must have been working off the books while collecting welfare. I also had to pay for her baby formula.

I want an audit.

On another subject, I have been neglecting to explain what payment President Georgie-Pooh offered me for resolution of the Iraqi mess without jeopardizing his oil profiteering.

He was NOT going to break my next TV/DVD remote control.

Tuesday November 18, 2003

I conclude

The Nazi emblem Swastika is two Zs in an expression of gratitude and resentment to Zebedee, the fisherman who procured some or all of the ingredients for the many versions of Padma. I further conclude that he was the inventor. The upright Z is an expression of gratitude for the fact that they had defense mechanisms against their backfiring weapons. Whereas the perpendicular version is their resentment that these could be used to nullify their weapons.

The missing scripture was written by Matthew. According to The Pocket Bible Dictionary [Philip Schaff, editor, 1996, Jubilee Publishers, Tennessee], he wrote two versions of this primary segment of the New Testament. The first was Hebraic, which primarily presented discourses of Jesus. Augustus Caesar stole this and Prince William has its original or a copy.

I additionally conclude that in this version, all references to Jew are consequential of the mis-translation in that Hebrew and Jew are used interchangeably.

He was the King of the Hebrews.

As President Bush arrives in London, England tonight, expecting to be received by Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Charles, yet finding Prince William alone in the aftermath of their good friend Mrs. Anthrax, he should have no trouble exploiting the age differences.

Henceforth, William became very nervous yesterday, and had everyone relay to me the information that the bonus I lost for everyone was more than $12 because this month the department of office supply (of which I am still an affiliate because they never changed my status to cashier) will generate a larger sized bonus because it is meeting its sales goals. I know this is a lie because in September and October I received school supply season bonuses (i.e., 25% annual business) which consisted of double my weekly paycheck (i.e., five paychecks in one month) and we generously met our sales goals in both months.

Or, in simpler terms, I will not receive my $12.01.

Part II---------Tuesday November 18, 2003

I have a theory as to why Adolf had the parental names Hitler and Schicklegruber.

Stanley/Adolf lived his life between two wives. Perhaps his father did the same?

And this would explain why The New York Hitlers saw nothing wrong with my marrying a married man.

Lawton/Levine may have assumed the name Butler. And if I recall correctly, this was his son-in-law's last name.

When you live a life between Canaan and Israel, this is easily accomplished.

Wednesday November 19, 2003

Another IBM family, who was actually Catholic, were the Keilys. They are the people I told you about who stole the story I wrote in third grade, My Pet Kitten. The mother submitted it to this company with her daughter's authorship. She was also their eldest child. The second was approximately two years youngest then I. The third died shortly after birth at Northern Westchester Hospital Center. And the fourth was born shortly thereafter.

On another subject...

My early guess is that I am going to endorse John Edwards for president. But I would like to ask each of the candidates a question, and offer my solution.

What are they going to do about the wage disparities between males and females in this country?

They will answer stronger legislation. But Jill Ireland, when she was the president of the National Organization for Women, insisted such cannot be applied to issues of male impotence.

The feminists will also argue that the pregnant thirteen-year-old across the street from me, who now believes that her days of responsibility are over, has nothing to do with what happened to me.

I believe it is at the epicenter of the disease. (I don't believe she received her mother's milk not because I witnessed bottle feeding, but because I suspected the purpose of the nanny was to breast feed.)

We teach men we are self-desiccating reproduction machines, and that our reproductive mechanisms are prostitutable. I can't make the argument that men are half the problem in that they don't have to receive this information. I can't because feminist-lawyer Gloria Alred attempted to set the legal precedent that if a female (i.e., Dodi's fiancee) anticipates financial dependency on a male (i.e., engagement), and henceforth reduces her work calendar, and if the male fails to walk down the aisle, then he owes her compensatory damages.

In simpler terms, this feminist attempted the legally validate our secondary status, and the feminists saw nothing wrong with this.

I also can't blame men because the Californian gubernatorial election was wide open. The only thing any organization such as the NOW had to do was select a female from the 135 candidates, then perform one press conference, and victory was very likely. No voter knew where to begin the selection process. Instead, they allowed the easily foreseeable outcome of a sexual predator occupying this office. My guess is more women in California are being sexually harassed on their jobs as I write this. And I will further guess the new governor will alter the statistics

But the feminists were all in love with Ah-nold.

The big issue in any election is abortion. The real argument is competition for the pro-catch-a-husband strategy. The pro-choice people have their abortions in the first trimester, and the anti-choicers in the third.

As you know my former friend of high school demanded of everyone

I have three financial dependency mechanisms (children).

I just spent all the grocery money on a luxury car.

What are you going to do about it?

When the answer was Nothing, we were called child-haters. When we were unresponsive to this because we were exhausted taxpayers, she had no cranial capacity with which to follow-up.

All throughout college I watched females become pregnant, make demands, experience refusals, and then abort. Many had three abortions in a two year period.

The feminists will argue this has nothing to do with what happened to me.

I believe it is also at the epicenter of the disease.

As I was refusing to allow David Duchovny to sign his name to my work in exchange for impregnation sex, I was warned repeatedly that my biological clock is ticking. They presented women with successful careers who, at age 40, suddenly decided to have children, and failed for biological reasons.

This is what they did not tell me:

How many abortions did these women have?

Did these women ever take the birth control pill?

Did they try faith healing?

I have had zero abortions and took a total of 25 pills for medicinal purposes until I found the Holy Oil could boost my estrogen as well without the side affects.

My grandfather was a surgeon and he always insisted surgery should not be performed unless it is over 100% necessary. By volunteering themselves repeatedly for this procedure, they are destroying their health.

My proposal for resolution of this is to illegalize custodial rights for children until the legal child adoption age of 21.

Thursday November 20, 2003

Yesterday, at Bible study, I learned that Patty's baby is sick. But babies get sick sometimes. It appeared so minor.

But now they are laughing at her.

I sent her an E-mail explaining that pneumonias must be treated by inhaling antibiotics through a tea-kettle of boiling water. And I explained the various Padmas available, and told her about the Aerobic 0-7.

I E-mailed Terry and explained that if ANYTHING happens to Peter, he will never see me again.

I again E-mailed Patty and explained that I am sending her the son of Eva Braun who saved my life.

I now need Republicans, and Democrats who vote Republican, to contact President Bush and explain that if ANYTHING happens to that baby, he will not receive your vote.

Sunday November 23, 2003

It is now my understanding that Amy Salerno is still allowed to practice at Northern Westchester Hospital Center. This is why Eliot Spitzer, our State Attorney General, is not taking initiative on my claim.

It is also my understanding that Judge Andrew Brotman who dismissed my small claims court claim, is also unlicensed yet certified. And Spitzer won't take initiative on that either.

It is my further understanding that an investigation was performed of Melissa West's fund raiser, and that investigators did make donations in the form of personal checks to see which way the money flows. I don't know the results of that investigation.

I do know Joel Seligman, Neo-Hitler, is still in charge of the hospital, and that oil profits are more important than babies to the Pooh Administration.

I know Patty was lured into something. But so were a lot of people. I need someone to tell their story. IBM-ers won't. Would the Bishops please encourage her to bear witness? I will lend her my website.

I would also like the Bishops to begin to investigate how common all forms of nervous systems disorders are. This is pursuant to my first Bible study in which one woman's daughter had just been diagnosed with a psychiatric disorder. I just met her, and as she stated the diagnosis, I said to myself, "No, she doesn't." I explained some of my story, told her to send her daughter to the hair-dresser to see which areas are problem areas, and to go to the chiropractor and gynecologist. Patty speculated the Lord arranged this. I said this is testimony to how common nervous system disorders are. But no one notices it because most people are homebound.

I would also like to know if priests, the handlers of the Holy Oil, are equally susceptible.

It is well known to those who study herbs that if you take something when you don't need it, you can loose an ability to process it. I wonder if the same is true of the Oil.

And only the Bishops can handle William for me. I want my transmission money back. It was his sabotage. I want him to get a job at the same rate I have, and earn every dollar plus interest.

This is World War III.

Monday November 24, 2003

My former attorney with the Addition Consulting Business (the high school graduate who is certified and unlicensed), Barbara Pickett, retired six years ago.

Is it a coincidence that Mario Cuomo left the governor's office at approximately this same date?

What size kickback had to be made annually to secure this title? Would college and law school have been cheaper? But this is her way of life. No amount of money could change anything.

And how do we explain Dr. Salerno? We can be certain that Neo-Hitler doesn't care what her credentials are, as long as she is promoting the modern Holocaust.

And as always, if anyone I mentioned by name would like to write a rebuttal, I will be happy to publish it on this website and apologize for any misrepresentations. No malice is intended.

As to my health, I have been bathing in Frankincense. A customer, Tricia DeFelice, informed me this is the herb for benign tumors. I have also been bathing in Mistletoe. I met Dr. Passarreli again. I doubt if I spelled his name correctly. He was the doctor/customer who immediately diagnosed the benign tumor by listening to a few facts. He specializes in emergency room care. He must be correct because everything is working.

I resumed the over-the-counter cream for yeast infections. I believe it never died because of the former condition of the lymphatic system.

Wednesday November 26, 2003

They are still fixated on the issue of my biological clock.

Earlier this year I had a gynecological sonogram. They should take the results to a doctor who does not know me, and ask my age.

On the subject of Patty, it seems to me that she is talking to investigators. Someone is in custody. I don't know whom.

If it is William, Georgie-Pooh brought him back to the United States with him after his trip to England in which he socialized with Prince Charles and Queen Elizabeth look-alikes who never gave speeches and never allowed facial close-ups.

If it is Sadaam Hussein, it likely