Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Todays musings

I still haven't gotten the hang of the alleged numbers.  I think there is an evil elf who is messing with the numbers.   

Today has been a miserable, rainy day.   Guess it could be worse, if it was snow we would have about ten inches of the white stuff.

Work today was uneventful.   I was assigned to OB.   You are either very busy or not busy at all.   My early morning consisted of going to the OB department and putting out fresh drugs.  

When you have an OB department you have to be ready in an instant.  Hence, all is in readiness.   Well, nothing happened.  Which was good.   In the early morning I was looking out the window while I was drawing new medication, I could see flashing lights on the highway.   What in the world was going on??   It appeared to be many police cars at attention.     On closer inspection (I had to,  we could be having some sort of disaster)  I determined that those flashing lights were those annoying, seizure producing, lights that they have placed on top of the school buses in PA.   I was wondering to they have them in all of the states????   

 It is almost like those retro 70ish strobe lights in the dance halls of years ago.   Guess I will be looking for tie dyes next.

There was a really retro shop in the college section of Pittsburgh called Teleropa (sp???)  I don't think that is spelled correctly.   When the daughter was in college she wanted to go there.   When we went it there was psychedelic posters, (Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison etc.) tie dye clothing, love beads and heaven knows what else. 

The daughter was really excited,  she asked:  "Wow, what do you think.???"    My reply was "I feel like I am a time traveler back to 1970"   The also had products made from HEMP.   She told me that the hemp was where they got marijuana from.  DUH,  I told he I grew up in the 70's and I really had heard about hemp before.    DUH.

Chuck and I were driving along on Sunday.   Good old Jim Morrison and the Doors were singing.  He said:  "Jim Morrison is dead, isn't he??"   "Yea, for the past 38  years..." said I....     I still haven't figured why he was buried in Paris??

Jim Morrison
Birth:   Dec. 8, 1943
Death:   Jul. 3, 1971
 
Singer, Songwriter. Born in Melbourne, Florida, the son of a naval officer, he adopted a bohemian lifestyle in California while attending UCLA while literally homeless, sleeping in any convenient place handy, friends couches, rooftops, in cars and under the pier at Venice Beach. A voracious reader of books, he started a rock band with fellow student Ray Manzarek after he graduated. They quickly found two more members, Robby Krieger and John Densmore. Dubbed with the name "The Doors" it quickly found fame in the Rock and Roll music world with their music constantly topping the music charts. Jim Morrison developed a unique singing voice and became the lead singer of the group. His life style leaned on mysticism while engaging in drugs, alcohol and bizarre behavior leading to many legal confrontations with the law. He grew tired of his fame and sought anonymity in Paris with his long time girlfriend Pamela Courson. They lived in various expensive hotels while taking in the usual tourist hangouts. His health was already in decline and he was excessively overweight. While in a bath tub, he was found dead at the age of twenty seven. He had been under treatment by a Paris physician who mercifully stated the cause of death as heart failure thus avoiding an autopsy. His death was kept secret leading to a conspiracy theory of a faked death. A Paris funeral service took charge and Jim Morrison was placed in a standard simple french veneered coffin and a direct burial was completed at the Famous Le Pere Lachaise Cemetery in eastern Paris. The grave unmarked for many years became much to the chagrin of cemetery officials a number one Paris tourist destination. A stone block was placed over his sealed grave after many attempts to unearth the grave were made by fans of the occult and mysticism who came from around the world, performed devil worship rites, sexual orgies and had plain drug parties at the grave site. They came over the walls at night. Security guards with dogs patrolled the grounds while cameras to survey the grave were installed along with night lighting. Litter, wine bottles, drug needles and graffiti were left behind. Souvenir hunters took every thing that could be uprooted or torn free. Officials have perceived the grave as a nuisance and suggest that when the lease expires a new burial site will have to be found. Three years later Pamela Morrison died from a heroin overdose at twenty seven, the exact age as Jim. Her body was cremated and interred in a mausoleum at Fairhaven Memorial Park, Santa Ana with the marker reading Pamela Sue Morrison. (bio by: Donald Greyfield)
 
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Cimetière du Père Lachaise
Paris, France
 
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

on top of the bus???? you mean the red and yellowish ones that warn the other drivers to stop because kids are getting on or off the bus??? or did they add news ones to the bus???
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