About Me. I was mistaken.
In the post I posted before this post, I stated that, because I posted excerpts from God’s visible organization’s publication titled INSIGHT on the Scriptures, by 4:59pm, the market, which had closed down, would be up, sky high. I was mistaken about that; the market was in fact down at 4:59pm, though it was up at approximately 4:30, but down by 4:59pm. I was very mistaken. Maybe I’m mistaken about everything??
Yesterday (October 30, 2019) when I entered a car service (Brooklyn phrase for taxi, cab) at Atlantic Terminal Mall (because I was so lacking in pep; carrying two grocery bags I could not walk from there to here, YWCA Brooklyn), I asked the driver to please turn the radio off; he had turned the radio on, radio station WBLS.
When I came back here, music was playing loudly in the hall, either next door or another nearby room, a song titled “It’s Cheaper to Keep Her”.
This morning at approximately 5:15am, Joyce’s door was ajar; a radio was playing, but I heard no music; only a commercial repeating a telephone number which, when I searched the internet, led to SUNY Binghamton.
The following information leads to SUNY Albany.
Bavarian Radio Symphony Orchestra
Becky Parker: I’ve been mulling over Road Runner, but I’ll look at Porky’s platform.
Market Watch, October 31, 2019
About Me, continued. I need to find out who is the senator pictured with Senator Schumer; is he a Mormon pretending otherwise? Senator Chuck Schumer lives in Park Slope; exactly where I do not know and have no desire to know. I was not able to get a screen shot of 111 Montgomery, advertised yesterday at Market Watch. That particular advertisement, 111 Montgomery, is a code word about Albany. State Senator Montgomery’s office is in this building, YWCA Brooklyn. I have no complaint against State Senator Montgomery or Oscar, the office manager of her office in this building, who left the building yesterday evening at approximately 7pm. Had I not stopped and sat for a few minutes in the lobby alcove because I felt I might collapse, carrying two grocery bags (I had no pep in my body), Oscar would have exited at precisely the time Homeland Security Agent Yolanda and I were coincidentally aligned in the hallway on this floor. cc all Mormon barristers
IBM illuminated bathroom mirror
Market Watch, October 31, 2019; IBM advertisement: October 31, 2019
Today, I offer words of counsel for everyone, but especially for you of the rising generation—Primary children, young men, and young women. You are deeply loved by the Lord’s prophet for our day, President Russell M. Nelson—so much so that he spoke to many of you last year in a special worldwide youth devotional broadcast titled “Hope of Israel.”1 We often hear President Nelson calling you exactly that—the “hope of Israel,” the rising generation and the future of the restored Church of Jesus Christ.
My young friends, I would like to begin by sharing two family stories.
Years ago, I arrived home from work and was startled to see white paint splattered everywhere—on the ground, the garage door, and our red-brick house. I inspected the scene more closely and discovered the paint was still wet. A trail of paint led toward the backyard, and so I followed it. There, I found my five-year-old son with a paintbrush in his hand, chasing our dog. Our beautiful black Labrador was splattered almost half white!
“What are you doing?” I asked in an animated voice.
My son stopped, looked at me, looked at the dog, looked at the paintbrush dripping with paint, and said, “I just want him to look like the black-spotted dogs in the movie—you know, the one with 101 Dalmatians.”
I loved our dog. I thought he was perfect, but that day my son had a different idea.