I have been having a blast the last couple of days/nights, partying from house to house, club to club. Hey, it’s the Canadian Music Festival, what can I say 
I slept till 10 this evening. Something I rarely get to do. And I am staying in to relax and maybe watch a movie. Probably fall back to sleep. But I had to write first.
A couple of my friends are quiet deaf now. Really! They stood like, in the speaker I went to a few house parties after clubbing, and at this one house party, stairs lined with people, every room jam packed, and there, laying on the floor in the living-room, head between two speakers, is this guy passed out, music blaring and he hears Nada, zip. I think he was the host Up on the roof it was quiet, simple because it was frigid freezing out.
Met a lot of old pals that I haven’t seen in years. Between the picture and phone number exchanges, memories and new stories, there were a ton of laughs.
But that hyped up storm squall that passed through Southern Ontario a couple of days ago made me laugh. When I was a teen, the snow was almost always up to my hips. This squall was nothing in comparison, up to my calf. I want it to snow for days in a row, show these pussies what it means to live in the north.
I got a real kick out of hearing that my friends in Texas got snow. They apparently were shocked, as never having seen the stuff fall there before. I was shocked to, if only because of its warning.
Something is amiss when snow falls in a naturally hot climate? Don’t you think so?
What it says to Pat is that there are way to many shuttle rockets traveling through our protective shield and they are effecting our world.
You think Pat’s wacko, right. I agree, the most logical things are never looked at. It’s alway the things that are the more complicated, the ones that make the most money, that we look at.
She explained her wacko theory in simple terms to us. Here is what I grabbed from it…
Most of us have seen a shuttle take-off, right. Recall those flames coming off the rocket at take off. That’s a mighty big burner wouldn’t you say? Green house gases and all
When Pat was a kid she recalled a briefly a story her Native Indian aunt told her as a child, about how there was this invisible shield around the earth that protected us from the black space and sparkles we see in the night. Sure it’s just a story but she claimed it has some logic in it.
She continued, If she took a lit cigar and put it close to your arm you would feel the heat. And if she stuck it on your arm it would burn you. If she stuck it on your arm in several different places you would have several different burns. If she kept burning, only in a squared area, eventually you would develop a hole, possibly to the bone, along with the blistering skin. If she left you alone, eventually you would heal but you would have a scar.
From what I gathered, the shuttle rockets(cigar) keep burning the shield(skin), and this leaves the shield little time to clean, replenish, or heal, so a hole grows. The bigger the hole the more we are exposed to the outer atmosphere and its allies such as heat from the sun and space debris. Eventually destroying ourselves.
Pat said, ‘Everything could be wiped off the planet and be left like the other planets in our solor system if we dont give the shield time to heal. Earth was our last chance, on some spiritual level, as all the other planets in our solar system could not sustain life.’
Thou some of her sylababoos were logical, , I think she had too much of something.
But she did make me wonder, why is it snowing in Texas?
Living Loving Laughing
*DaisyQ*
