Son of Bankruptcy; Bush; Outside Work; "Forbidden Planet"; "Jesse Stone: Death in Paradise"

The bankruptcy lawyer called me this afternoon to let me know that a date had been set for the "meeting of creditors." Everything I read says these are very brief meetings, and most of the time, the creditors do not show up. Unless, of course, there is a challenge of some sort. And from what I read on this the challenges usually center of the purchase of "luxury" goods within the last 60 days.

Since I stopped using the cards months ago, there should be no problem. And I certainly haven't bought any diamonds or pearls recently.

About an hour ago, for the first time, I glanced at the list of creditors in the bankruptcy documents, and it looked confusing. I'm fairly certain it's because the lawyer listed creditors from the list I provided and from the list from the credit check. Which means several creditors appear more than once. And a bank recently purchased two of the creditors, so you have the same creditor listed under both the old and new names.

Gawd! I hope this does not prove to be some kind of impediment.

From what I've read, the creditors can still file a challenge after the hearing. I was looking on the web for a timeline of events, and I found one, but it's for Arizona. So there may be differences in this area.

I came across a reference at someone's blog to an article in "Rolling Stone" called "The Worst President in History?

The fifth paragraph under "Bush at Home" states, "Previous presidents have regularly invoked the Almighty. McKinley is supposed to have fallen to his knees, seeking divine guidance about whether to take control of the Philippines in 1898, although the story may be apocryphal. But no president before Bush has allowed the press to disclose, through a close friend, his startling belief that he was ordained by God to lead the country."

At one point, I said Bush was evil. Now I think he is seriously psychotic. Although there have been scattered cries for impeachment, there's no clarion call.

The outside work never ends. I'm finally raked up a 75-foot section along the south property line that is composed of moldy rotten leaves covered with pine straw. Now I'll try to carefully put it in garbage bags.

It looks like that over the years, everytime the yard was raked, it was either to the north or south property line. Which after many years has made for a hazardous mess.

Fortunately I've found a mask that works very well in this situation. Otherwise, the mold would make me very sick.

At the back, I'm slowly trying to trim a cedar tree that apparently has never been touched. Limbs are growing within a few inches of the ground. I've tried clippers, but they only work on the smallest branches. Anything more serious has to be sawed.

There's also an area around the tree that has partially been raked, but there is still much do there.

I got out the instructions this evening for the reciprocating saw I bought last week. My original intent was to use it with some stumps, but maybe I can use it with the cedar tree.

Evertime I look out the kitchen window, the back seems to get bigger and bigger. Actually, the entire property is slightly over an acre.

Last week, I got to see part of one of my favorite movies, "Forbidden Planet." Robby the Robot has to be one of the great icons of moviedom. Curiously enough, I saw him pop up the next night in an ATT commercial. I wonder who own him.

I've always loved the concept of "monsters from the id."

As I sleeply watched it, I remembered that I used to own a novelization of the movie. Now I wonder what happened to it.

Last night I watched some of "Jesse Stone: Death in Paradise" starring Tom Selleck. It's one of those works that has an incredible sense of place. Almost every shot conveys a sense of beauty. Selleck is superb. Slighly grizzled, world-weary, thoughtful. (And don't let anyone tell you that someone at 61 can't be sexy.)

PAX!