October 1979. My patrol dog Dassel, and I on patrol near the Korean Demiliterized Zone between North and South Korea. The weapon I have is a GAU-5A Submachine Gun. If you look closely, you can see a muzzle hanging off of my belt. A needed piece of equipment. I captured 2 suspected North Korean agents later that night.  

Redondo Beach Earth Day

I just got back from the Redondo Beach Earth Day event. Real nice day. Sunny...warm...lots of people. I gave a 2 hour class on backyard composting and vermicomposting (worms). Had about 30 people attend. There was an abundance of marine setups. Various fish, shellfish and octopi were on display. Most impressive and interesting. They had a tank full of seabass...at least 5 pounders...ready for the grille. Too bad they were not for eating.

The location was right on the beach. One of the better events for the year.
A good way to make a few bucks and spend half the day. For the rest of the day...I guess I'll get a bite to eat...then see what's left at some yard sales. Sometimes I can pick up some good stuff to sell on Ebay. Thank God for Ebay...it has saved my ass more than once in these lean times.

On second thought...a cold frosty beer would taste good right about now.
Maybe I'll go to the local pub for a few. Decisions...decisions...decisions.

Redondo Beach...Tomorrow

Well...tomorrow I have to help my cousin with an environmental fair in the city of Redondo Beach. We will be right on the beach. The weather is going to be nice and clear...so it should be a good turnout. I post what happened afterwards.

Venice Beach Event....Plus Other Stuff

I just got back from Venice Beach...yes, the one near LA...from an event I helped my cousin with. He gave a class to one of the elementary schools there about water conservation and composting. We had about 90 kids attend. It was OK...and at least some of the kids were interested. We had alot of questions and inquires. I found that some of the same kids who were at the last one...were also at this one.

If you have never been to Venice Beach...you are missing some real freaks. Just about every kind of human can be found there...with an abundance of drug users, alcholics and bums. Lots and lots of bums. I guess they are the cast offs of society. Kind of like me...only without a home. The school was only about 1 block from the beach...and even though it was rather cool...there were plenty of people out and about. It was a good day overall.

Don't get too discouraged if you don't see any postings on my new blog...I have to get some new "documents" rounded up. Give me a few days to get them loaded up. Since I have a real penchant for government corruption...I am contemplating posting a few of the better documents from IG reports on the old INS too. Very intriguing reading...as you can see what our supposed "best and brightest leaders" are made of. Amazing they still work for the government...but they do. Hypocritical bastards they are.

Regarding "Anna". Well, I hope she received the letter and portrait I sent to her in February. I'm assuming she did...as it never was returned. Likewise...I hope that she has had a chance to read this blog...as much of the content is affiliated with her in one way, or the other. I would like to think that she would be curious enough to check out what I have written. I know that if she were doing the same...I would certainly be a regular visitor for her.

Check out my "the YNOT files" blog

To keep from deviating from the intent of this site...which is more of a personal journal...I have created a new blog to post unsual news, stories, pics and reports. Now such things as the "Majestic 12" documents...will be posted on http://theynotfiles.blogspot.com. You never know what will be posted there...so check it every now and then.

More Dreams of Her Last Night.

Last night was a rather sleepless one for me. Made that way by recurring dreams I have involving a certain female...yes, that one...that seem to strike in the middle of the night. Last night I had 2 of those dreams. I have noticed that it takes me several hours to get back to sleep after I have one of these. The story is usually the same...with slight variations. It is hard for me to explain exactely what happens during the dream...but it usually involves her and I separated by some unseen force...just out of view.

I walk trying to catch up to her, but am being held back by whatever force is out of view. There are always other people involved in these dreams...friends and relatives of us both. Some good...some not so good. They seem to last a long time...with no resolution...and I wake up nervous, trembling and dejected. No wonder I can't get back to sleep. The real irony is that I have been having the same type dreams for nearly 13 years. You would think that they would end sometime...but I guess not.

It certainly does not make for a pleasant and well rested night. Fortunately, I only get them every few weeks...not every night. This is the first time though, I have had 2 in the same night. I hope this does not become a recurring theme. I can only guess that years of unresolved issues are causing the dreams to manifest themselves for such a long period. When I think of it though...there was...and is...much unfinished business between us from that time long ago. My continued love for her probably does not help either.
Being a prisoner of love does have it's pitfalls. I have tried to severe the ties on numerous occasions...but it does not last. I guess the only time I will actually stop loving her...is when they put my stiff, dead corpse in the ground. A little like that country song titled "He Stopped Loving Her Today"...as the same fate happened to him in that sad song. What is a guy supposed to do...
move on I am told. Too bad that it isn't as easy in reality...as it is in simulation. The chains that bind me are too strong to break...for they were forged in the fires of antiquity...and sealed by the hand of God. Sigh......

Majestic 12 Operations - What Really Happened at Roswell, NM

I have loaded 5 pages of a purported report to president elect, Dwight Eisenhower, regarding the 1947 Roswell, New Mexico UFO crash in 1947. Make sure you scroll down and start with page 1 first..then work back up. Click each document for an enlarged view.
This report is just one of the many documents surrounding the Roswell incident...as well as others.

Very informative as to the covert nature in which our government typically operates. I guess John Q. Public is just too damn stupid to handle the truth. All the people cited on this report were real people, occupyng the positions that are listed. Remember the catch phrase "plausible deniability" used on the movie "Independence Day".
You remember...the one where the city sized UFOs destroy a good part of Earth's cities.

Can we really trust the government on anything that comes out of Washington? You be the judge.

MAJIC 12, Page 5

MAJIC 12, page 5. Make sure you scroll down to page 1 to start reading this report. There are 5 pages. If you can't make out the writing, double click on each document, then use your scroll wheel or task bar to zoom in.

MAJIC 12, Page 4

MAJIC 12. page 4

MAJIC 12, Page 3

MAJIC 12, page 3

MAJIC 12, Page 2

Majic 12, page 2

MAJIC 12, Page 1

Do you think the Roswell, New Mexico UFO crash in 1947 was a "weather balloon". Check out this MAJESTIC 12 report to President Elect Eisenhower in 1952. There's plenty more where this came from. Can you really trust the government on anything?

Star Trek Enterprise

Yes...I am proud to admit that I am a common "trekkie". I have always loved the Star Trek series...particularly the old one with Capt. Kirk. It's too bad they are ending the latest incarnation...Enterprise...after just 4 years. What is really a shame is they waited until the series was almost over before airing their best episodes.

The one they had on last week..."Looking In A Mirror, Darkly"...is right off the old series with Kirk called "Mirror, Mirror". It basically involves a parallel universe with an "evil" Enterprise crew. The casting is excellent...and of course, the costumes the female crew members have to wear are outstanding! Besides being well written...the actors played their parts better than they had the last 4 years. I believe it is a 2 part program...with part 2 being aired tomorrow.

That is what I find so intriquing about the Star Trek franchise...they take on social, geopolitical and economic topics so relevent in our current society.
The good, the bad, the wicked, the illusions...it has all been covered over the years on each subsequent Star Trek series aired. It is a way for the producers to tackle serious questions about our own humanity...without offending any specific group. Political correctness is at an all time high...as people worry so much about offending others. The courts have been turned into de facto PS police. I hope they ressurect the Star Trek series again in a couple of years. Although after 30 years...the storylines can seen somewhat thin. Still...some bright mind out there will find a way. They always do.

The White Starling

I am sure that most people know what kind of birds starlings are. You know...the black ones with the yellow bills...noisy and often seen in large flocks. Rather dirty and unclean birds they are. Hard to imagine that some idiot in New York thought they looked pretty...so he had about 30 shipped to him from England in the late 1800s. Unfortunately...they escaped his aviary and within 100 years...had completely colonized the North American continent.

Well...I thought I had seen just about everything regarding birds...but I was wrong. Just last week here in Long Beach I saw something that I found to be most extrordinary. In a large flock of several hundred black common starlings...was a speck of white. It was so easy to see...just as white as fallen snow. No color at all. Yes, it was an albino starling. Solid white...but just like the others. What a rarity...too bad I didn't have my camera. Of course!

Boise State University...my alma mater. Great football program. Undefeated in regular season last year. The only blue football field in the nation. Won the WAC championship 3 times in a row now. Nice! 

Torn up streets...tickets galore!

There is nothing like getting up Monday morning and finding out the the street you usually park at...is all torn up. Not just one side...nooooo...but both sides have been closed off to parking. It is bad enough trying to park in the ghetto area I live in to begin with...but to eliminate that much parking is unreal. The signs say it will be this way for at least a week. The parking NAZI's are still out giving tickets like there was no tomorrow. I noticed that the "wealthy" folks never have to put up with this kind of B.S.

I have had my car towed 2 times in the last 2 years...and how many parking tickets have I gotten...I don't remember. The signs say they are putting in new sidewalks...and I suppose that is fine...but they should have done one side of the street at a time. Not both! Grade A jackasses work for the City of Long Beach.

For those of you out there in small town America...be glad you don't live in a crappy metropolis like LA. Parking sucks and the traffic sucks! I sure miss the peace and tranquility that small town life brings. I grew up in a small town of about 14,000 people myself. I sure miss that slower pace of life.

Damn politicians anyway...of course...they never have to worry about living in the ghettos and barrios. I wonder how many tickets I will accumulate before they get this project done?

Yo recuerdo cuando......

I was told that the person of my affection was "timid" some 13 years ago...by my then rival for her heart. At the time...I was unsure exactly what he meant by "timid". I was afraid to act upon this as I was under orders from the "Chief" to not even look at her...let alone speak (See my archives from January...My Soul of the Moon). That was the first...or was it the second time...I had heard of things I did not really understand at the time. Now that I think of it...I can remember again what prompted me to ask my rival about her.

It was several days earlier...and I was still under the order of incommunicado by the high command. It happened one evening after class and I was in my room. Yes...the very next room to where she was staying. As I was laying on my bed...sinking into a depressive state...I heard a commotion through the wall of her room. I heard voices...3 of them...quite loud. It seemed as if she was upset about something. I recognized who they were...besides her...also was her roommate and my rival. There was talking... yelling...and serious discussion going on. I tried to cover my head with my pillow as it seemed she was being ridiculed by my rival...over me...and I could not bare to listen. But it was of no avail...as the words became loud. And what I remember of the words resonated like thunder in my head. It was buried deeply in my repressed memories...until most recently...when I could recount what happened. And this is what I heard.....

The Rival to her: "How can you like him for....?

She to The Rival: "I like him".

The Rival: "You can't really mean that...?

She to the Rival: "I do!".

The Rival to her: "Yes, but he loves you".

She to the Rival: "I know".

Her girlfriend then states: "Yes, he love you!".

She to her: "I know!".

After this the conversation died down and I could hear nothing...then once again it got louder as I heard her girlfriend blurt out "Well then, someone needs to talk to him". It was then that I heard my rival state "I will". Her girlfriend responded to him "you will?" He stated "yes". That was all I heard the rest of the night coming from her room. I knew I dare not violate the order that was imposed on me...so I did not approach her to see what her feelings about me were at the time.

Instead...several days later I approached my rival...with all the strength I could muster. I had asked him about her...to which he said little...other than she was "timid". That was where my inquiry about the matter ended...for shortly after this was my misfortune and expulsion (See the January archives again).

Why had I supressed these memories for so long...I do not know. To make sure it was not my imagination...I opened the case file I had been given in 1993. I had been so traumatized by the experience that I never read them again after 1994. It was very difficult to read what had transpired so long ago. I did not think I could get through it...but as I was looking through it...I found a statement I had hastenly written to the IOBTC board on June 2, 1993. In that penned statement...I recounted to the board why I had believed her feelings about me were genuine. And so I found that what I had written on that paper 13 years ago...was to be what I wrote about today. With that...my memories became complete...and the missing blanks were filled.

I guess you can call this a rather latent amendment to my story of the tragedy recounted in the January archives. It is funny how the world turns sometimes...what things we remember...forget...and remember once again. Days...months...years...decades later.
So again I am all alone and trapped in time. A prisoner of my heart...of her heart.

Thunderstorms

The rain finally arrived. We have had thunderstorms all night and as well as today. At times...it was really coming down. Good thing this didn't happen yesterday. A good day for doing absolutely nothing...being lazy...watching movies. Homer says: Duh!!!