Tue 1 Apr 18:19
I found the check and deposited it today into Mom's account. The social worker found three rehabs -- tow in Montgomery
County and one in Southwest Philadelphia. I begin the search on Thursday.
Wed 2 Apr 14:55 Easter 1961 and 1972
Of course, the next time Easter occurs on this date is 2062. I had that same flashback of Saturday, 1 April 1972.
Although I was progressing then, the country was regressing, which accelerated a decde later. I also recalled Saturday,
1 April 1978, which was the date I bought "London Town" by Paul McCartney and Wings in Bensalem thirty years ago. I
played it this morning.
Meanwhile Joann Santana proved his worth on opening day in Miami, and Pedro Martinez proved his unworth last night --
7-2 and 4-5 in 10.
We're on the road tomorrow to both places in Montgomery County. I have directions to both. Silver Stream
is under Ambler, not Spring House. Andorra Woods is under Philadelphia, not Whitemarsh. The latter is rather close
to Conshohocken. I was last in Conshohocken when Mom took a long trip to the doctor's at the wrong time on Wednesday,
18 January 2006.
Anyway, my sixth long day runs along. The countdown runs after today as five long days, four regular days of the
weekend, and four days off, for a total of thirteen days.
Our manager is asking us to put in more time, and tonight is boring! One of us left nearly an hour early, and I
was next for the walkins. It looks as though I have no clients tonight. Fortunately I did not clock in until 6:35.
I keep wondering how I'll ever get going on writing. I will face the possibility in merely two weeks. I've
played with how I would do it, and which other options are open with me. Both Robert Allen and Robert Kiyosaki have
seminars over the first two weeks of April, while I'm stuck at Block.
Fri 4 Apr 14:58
I was gone a day, and I have caught up already. Both places rejected my brother, because they needed a "target"
of brain trauma after age 21. Why didn't these people tell us before we wasted a day on visiting them? Now I have
the chance to expand the search to brain trauma centers. It looks as if there will be 3-6 more weeks before the hospital
can place him.
Philipp emailed me last night, at the time my printer isn't working. I sent it to my workplace to print out the
email. Apparently Logan Shepard has come out in public after a decade. The picture is similar to the one on A&E's
"American Justice: Matthew Shepard". Whether Logan is writing the blog is another matter.
My sister called me last night to update the search. Therefore I have another chance to get the new campaign of
centers going. The social worker arranged a meeting with local centers for her office on Monday, 14 April, so they expect
to keep Tim there for awhile. This week may be as important as the same dates for me in 1986, when my life took a radical
turn, only to diappoint me in the end.
1980 contines to bother me, espeically on the anniversary of the Terry Fox Marathon of Hope next Saturday. CBC
has revamped its website with larger images through Real Player.
On this afternoon, I was in drawing class on Good Friday. I had drawn secular symbols while someone else had drawn
religous ones. Our porfessor wanted us to explain to the class hat Holy Week is. It was that Easter I sat outside
and drew the front of the first-named College Court Motel.
The Philadelphia Daily News asks today where we have gone the forty years since Martin Luther King Jr. My answer
is backwards -- slowly under Nixon and faster under Reagan and Schrub. The tired old man McCain looks less reactionary,
but only relatively.
Sat 5 Apr 8:43
I ad my first encounter with a hamster on this morning in 1969. My cousin had brought Irish with them to visit
us for Easter. As I reall, the temperature that morning was the highest I had while delivering newspapers. It
was 47ºF (or 8ºC as I'd record now), seemingly mild since 22 January. Of course, I did not understand the reactionarianism
at the time. I began my route just after NMixon took over.
Americanblog had a taping of RFK's impromptu speech forty years ago last night in Indianapolis. The past forty
years have been as reactionary as the previous forty have been progressive.
For the first time in ages, I ran a short time around the neighborhood. It's been quite awhile, but despite the
changes, I don't think my muscles ached much before my bath.
Sun 6 Apr Easter 1969 and 1980 18:38
The rush was shorter this Sunday. I was very busy until 3 PM, then it fell off. I was next for a walkin from
3:35, three hours ago.
I ran farther this morning. I told Mom we could start going to Mass on Saturday nights, once Block ends.
I spent the last few hours cleaning up the prior client calling program. Upper management wants us to continue it until
next week. I figure I have about twenty eight hours left here.
Mon 7 Apr 15:27 I started Counsel House on this date in 1986. I met Keith N the next day. I bought
my first television set on this date in 1969.
My calls to the Client Assistance Program and the Head Injury Program went nowhere this afternoon. Tonight ends
my fourth last long day, with a week left of Block. It's been a very trying tax season.
Yesterday I did manage to catch up my online diary and to reply to Philipp's email, although I have not yet sent it.
If the next four weeknights are as dead as usual, I may have time to get a few things done before tax season ends. Otherwise,
I have four preparers left in the office to knock off any uncontacted clients on priority.
Tue 8 Apr 8:25 I met Keith N this date in 1986
Last night was another bust of a weeknight. My only appointmnet rescheduled for another. Only one week to
the end of a miserable tax season. Mental exhaustion seems to be normal in early April. I made twentyseven calls
to clean up unattempted contacts under priority on the list. I don't foresee many more calls. At least we had
a receptionist last night.
I finally contacted the Client Assistance Program. They are starting to work on the case. Tonight I will have
to clean up places. Meals on Wheels has begun for Mon, if she bothers to eat.
Wed 9 Apr 15:34
I just spent a halfhour with DD in the Client Assistance Program. I did not have time to contact Tim's doctor on
this last Wednesday of the tax season.
Last night I paid bills and released my saved reply to Philipp. Even this morning I could not find a listing of
longterm care of head injury.
Thu 10 Apr My encounter with a van in 1997
Last night I finally had a client on a weeknight this month. The manager also showed me another list of uncontacted
clients : 83 in all, plus prohibited. Vik and I cleaned up the calls prohibited. Of the six priorities, five had disconnected
numbers. Anyway, there are seventy of them left. I also have three unpaid returns worth $215 in commissions.
Marlene emailed yesterday she was going to visit Tim for his birthday. There visitors from Saint Charles called,
and I left them know where Tim is.
The ugly batter with the open drain of the bathroom sink ended almost as fast as it had begun today. Last night,
the toothbrush fell down into the pipes. This morning I dropped the screwdriver into the hold. Tonight I pulled
the screwdriver out of the hole with the needlenosed pliers. Then I used a hollow tube to scoop up the toothbrush
by the bristles. I used a part from the silly birdfeeder over the hole.
The idea from Joe the driver to drop Mom off during lunch, then to pick her up after work after work did not work.
Mom forgot why I'd left for two and a half hours! I suppose tomorrow is out. At least Monday won't be a long day
because of the meeting in the hospital at 9AM.
Fri 11 Apr Easter 1971, 1982, & 1993 14:42
University of Scranton 1978
This was my first week in Counsel House in 1986. I realized that my going through that miserable disease of Reagnomcis
strengthened my abilities to cope with the disaster of Vide France and Peachy Bill, and the sixteen months of musical jobs,
along with the trap of the assistantship in the Political Science Department.
I noticed my creativity diminished even more with Block. Perhaps Bodek had a similar effect.
The disappearance of my access to internet has ignited speculation that it stemmed from my search for head trauma centers
last Friday when I was on my own time. The coincidence is too unlikely.
It is so close to the end of the tax season, and I still don't have a plan for when it ends. By the end of the
month, I should have a general idea of where I want to go the rest of the year.
Sat 12 Apr 17:46
I wrote and sent the email around the turn of the day. It took me a halfhour, and it should hit on Monday
morning. I took an entire hour off today because we're so overscheduled. Tomorrow looks worse with five of us
here. I count the hours left at fifteen. I manged to go down to PayLess and purchase two pairs of sneakers.
Tomorrow I'll have time for the coupon for JC Penney.
On this day and date in 1986, I received my first offer for a job, although it merely led to other disasters in
Bensalem. Nonetheless it seemed such a shock at the time. I had finally overcome Reaganomics...NOT!
I called Mom , and she had forgotten Tim is no longer living with us. We visited the hospital this morning
after a trip to PathMark. I had no more time before I came to Block at noon.
Sun 13 Apr 16:11
Once again, I was busy until 3 PM, then it dropped off. One of the five of us left already. One of my COD's
came back, so I definitely broke through last year's total of commissions. I left last night early when I called
down the list of eightysix uncontacted former clients.
My commissions total plus what I figure I have from today easily passes last year's total. Now I should look forward
to advancing my certification.
Tue 15 Apr 7:53
Last night my tax season almost ended on a sour note. I had one of my best clients, then an average client, and
almost a dingbat. The last one came in for a 2007 and two amended returns nearly an hour before closing. She couldn't
even find all the stuff for 2007! Probably it still wasn't all there. One W-2 had the wrong address of the
street, another had the wrong social security number. I still have two COD's out as well.
Yesterday morning was infuriating. We arrived on time and the social worker didn't even know that they'd had
the evaluation already. The other social worker from the Philadelphia Department of Aging, filled out papers for the
grant to move Tim.
Now begins the fourth annual quest for what to do the rest of the year. I already signed up for thirty credits
for classes, beginning Tuesday, 3 June, some seven weeks later.
I didn't snack last night and skipped supper. It's time for me to drop some mass from 105 kg. Earlier I started
domestic cleanup after nearly fourteen weeks of neglect. It was a small dent, but every little bit helps. I also
started on my calendar for May, which turned out in blue pencil for the frame.
Then I noticed the clouds as I went into Franklin Mills for Block. I should spend more time streaming
images and finishing books.
I also had chance to file my state from online, and to mail Tim's stimulus payment. I still have not filed Mom's
state return; perhaps I'll do it tonight.