"-- and here is the third biggest reason for Sinatra's enduring presence -- is that there seems to be no distance between the life and the art (an intuition supported by Sinatra's writing "I'm a Fool to Want You" during one of the many volatile moments in his relationship with Gardner)."
My former employer, Tennessee Williams, always said, "If you can separate the life of the man from his art, there isn't much truth to EITHER of them."
>>> THE STORIES THAT MY TITLE REFERS TO:
1. Beginning with the parenthetical, yesterday, I got a notice via snail-mail, that my trial-by-jury of appeal of my eviction in New Hanover County Courts is scheduled October 19 in Judge Sandra A. Ray's court!!!
Well, it had been about two weeks since I CANCELLED that appeal, so to avoid any miscommunication or general legal mayhem, I went to the Clerk of Courts to make certain all was ACTUALLY in order. This included going to the office of the judges' chambers, where it proved to all be in order -- in fact I learned that George Cutter had, in fact. cancelled the original eviction, although I have not yet received my paper on that.
Judge Sandra Ray -- formerly Criner, until she divorced her Christian, snake-handling, child-molesting husband, Sherman Lee Criner:
. . . is the MOST AIR-BRUSHED judge in World History, she using this image now for YEARS.
She also dismissed an action by drug addict (my then roommate, I subletting a room in her house), Brenda McKnight and her drug dealer Gerald Austin Wynn.
Brenda McKnight works in offices of Verizon Wireless.
Last I researched, Gerald Austin Wynn is in a South Carolina jail.
After I had left the Court property (but was still nearby), Judge Criner had me ordered to RETURN to court, and she found for the Plaintiffs DESPITE her breaking at least North Carolina Law (if not also the Constitution) -- and they ONLY would have had to RE-FILE their petition!!!
Because of this, in a LATER Court Action, I had Judge Criner RECUSE herself (which she immediately did -- setting the precedent that is good even now), so if George Cutter and I WERE to go to court, Criner -- as well as Judges Hogston and Luther (and possibly Noecker), would ALL have to recuse themselves, due to my being able to PROVE that they -- the JUDGES -- were the actual CRIMINALS when I was in their Courts. See: http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.com/2015/06/naturally-i-must-carpet-bomb-corrupted.html
Can I get a THANK YOU from registered DEMOCRATS???
And it was Danny Sinatra who worked out the deal with Police, so that he could get my things out of Brenda's house -- while I waited in his car, out front.
Thank you, Danny!!!
2. This morning, I first called the Brunswick County jail and scheduled a visit with Dewain Hall, who also had sex with District Attorney Benjamin R. David, but while I discussed much of what I knew about BEN David's narco-trafficking and other major crimes, I did NOT tell her about THAT (actually, I meant the first colored text, below, which had not yet been written -- and while I'm at it, I never told HOW I was trapped in that elevator in the Court House. Now, if YOU have not, before now, realized I never completed that factual-literary thought, you, too, are still half-asleep.) part -- or that Ben's identical twin Brother-of-Another-Political-Party (Republican), is Jon David, District Attorney in Brunswick County. He and brother Ben had in summer of 2010, both run up DRUNK to a friend of mine whose band was playing on Pleasure Island (likely at Carolina Beach), DEMANDING to know where they could get "cocaine and pussy" -- LOL!!!
But I MIGHT do so when I get to their jail, soon enough.
3. Then, after having ANOTHER great conversation with my mother (and one with "Testosteroni", aka "The Mad Hatter of Manhattan"), it was late enough to call California, and after jumping through a few hoops, was given the snail-mailing address for Danny Sinatra!!!
The David Brothers, D.A.s -- seen here HIGH AS KITES!!!
I told her some things about the Sinatras, Kenans, and BEN DAVID, as well.
>>> THE EASY PART: PHOTOS OF MY APARTMENT ( as it is shaping up):
Bedroom/Office
Living Room, looking into my Office (and the door-curtains are ones I bought for the Carolina Apartments apartment).
Living Room, again, showing "Gallery", actually the sign for my FIRST as-an-adult business in Cape May, INCITE: A GALLERY, with Hillary Russell (I hand-sewing that sign), which then attracted William Earl Johnson, Jr. to back us in www.whalestalecapemay.com -- adding her boyfriend as another active partner, Chuck Pritchard.
The shelves are waiting for about 150 more movies and some books to be shelved, and the ceiling fan hides my friend John Lahr's book:
You can make out the dome and roof of Basilica Church of St. Mary's, where Father Bob Kus and Sister Mary Isaac Koenig rule (will be more visible when the leaves fall), and the cool "Louisiana Bayou" cottage in the middle ground, from the meditation and cigarette-smoking porch!!!
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