Why Didn't Pete Quaife Ask For A Kidney?

I know the answer to this question, all too well. The modern world was too much for him. He wanted to escape the modern world, when he was first diagnosed with Kidney Disease, in 1998. The thing is, that he wanted to leave the world in a natural way. That's why he didn't ask for a kidney.

I'd be the same way, if it happened to me. The modern world is not a nice place to be. I don't like the stuff that I see in the streets and on TV. I don't like the way that young girls dress, not expecting to get raped. Maybe Pete saw a lot of what I see, today. If that happens to me, I'll be doing the same.

It's Been Quite The Summer

It's been quite the summer for me. It didn't come off to a good start. Almost a year after I got my life back on track, and started listening to The Kinks once more, Pete Quaife the original Kinks base player passed away on June 23rd, 2010. I got no support from my mother when I told her about the news, when I've just found out, four days later. All that I got was an unneeded wake-up call from her, instead. "They're old! People don't last forever!" Now she's wondering at this very moment, why I didn't want to come over to her trailer this weekend. I was able to let it go. I just don't want my mum to see me struggling, that's all. She's a woman of the 21st Century. She will never under understand how the mind of an HFA 60s type Mod works.

All that I've done all summer was chores. I did those chores, just so I could bury my feelings and block my mum's words. I've also listened to a lot of Early Kinks music, because I'm not ready to change with the times, and to celebrate his life. I didn't go to any of the Stepping Stones baseball games, because there were more important things than baseball, this summer. I felt that it was more important to be the only one in my family, to give Pete a proper send off back home to God. I did that by using those Thursday evenings to listen to the Early Kinks from 2 in the afternoon until I'd go to bed, at 10.

The reason that I couldn't visit my mum this weekend, is because it's just too close to the date that it all happened, 4 months ago. Just because some people have autism and they're living in a time warp does not mean that they need a swift wake-up call, like the one that I was given by a family member, as I was trying to choke down my chicken, rice and corn, the moment that I was telling my mum the bad news.

Austin Powers Did Make Me Sick

Here's the reason why. A long time ago, on Saturday, May 3rd, 1997 I thought that Austin Powers would be my gateway to change. I started to wear loud clothes that my favourite performers wouldn't touch with a 10 foot pole, except for The Beatles. I started to wear velvet, which was very hot to wear in the summer. I went from wearing my favourite ruffled Kinks inspired blouse, and started wearing an Austin Powers inspired pirate shirt. "I'll listen to The Kinks and The Who". changed to, "I'll listen to the radio to see how many songs they play from The Summer of Love, and I'll listen to Burt Bacharach, as well". Music that I never really cared for, to begin with. I don't even think that I was even looking at my CDs anymore, around my Birthday, that strange year of 1997. By May 3rd, 1998, I haven't listened to The British Invasion for three months, and I became very psychotic and depressed. Body weight and body image had nothing to do with it. I got sick, because I kept myself apart from the things that I loved, in particular, The Kinks. All that matters is that I'm taking the things that went wrong over the past 12 years, and making them right, again.

The Barbecue at The Pyrches

I went to a Barbecue with my clubhouse, Stepping Stones this evening. The family that hosted the event, also sponsors us around Christmastime, as well. I wore a nice top that was a fuller, more feminine version of the red top that Sid from Flushed Away wears, but it's pea green, bell-bottom jeans that I wear once in a while in the summer, when it's really hot outside and I want to look nice, and my green denim military style jacket. I also had my hair spiked with green hair gel.

Dean, Barb, Bonnie, Jane, Kyle, Linda H, Don P and I sat at the same table. We had hamburgers, hot dogs, salad, chips, pop and desserts. There were also different games to play. I played volley ball, badminton and boccie.

We also had door prizes. There were lots of pea green things on the table that I would have loved to have picked out. I did get to pick out something that I wanted, close to the end of the draw.

I had a really good time, and I look forward to doing it again, next year. :o)

Cultus Lake

I've had a really good day, yesterday. I was invited to go to Cultus Lake with my friend Dean, his mum, and another family. We sat in a shady area and chatted. Frida cooked us two rounds of food. There were ribs, smokies, hot sausages, regular sausages, and beef. I swam in the lake, after the first round of food. There was a lot of Canada Geese around the picknic tables. Baby Fe and her friend, Amanda fed the geese, and I watched the people have fun in the lake. We were also close to the washrooms, so I was happy about that. I had my little Sid with me. :o) It was cool in the morning, and than it got really hot, later in the afternoon. The heat didn't really bother me. I was just grateful that I got to have a break from the area, in which I live. A break from the kids who try to be Hollywood people. I look forward to doing it again, next year. It was a day made in Heaven.

I Have A Lot of Free Time To Enjoy

That woman who gave me that silent treatment on Canada Day pushed me away. She left a disheartening message on my machine, last week. She did phone two days later and apologized. I'm not going to phone her for a while. She clearly needs her space. I need my space as well. We have two different personalities. UK 70s and Millennium Mainstream.

As a result, I have a fair bit of free time. I have my craft projects that I want to get done, by sometime in October. I've been enjoying myself and getting a lot of that done. I've also tried to listen to some of my punk CDs, but my CD player is on the fritz. There are also many stores that I can walk to. I have a naughty secret as well. Sometimes I buy energy drinks, so I won't sleep through an entire summer's day of afternoon. I just find that I feel much more relaxed when I socialize on my own terms, on Saturdays, and the evenings that my two best rat mates and I stay home.

I know that things will repair themselves, but I'm not in a hurry, if it's going to make that woman feel uncomfortable. She has a lot of issues of her own that she's dealing with. I don't want to get caught up in that.

Until than, I will happily enjoy my free time.

Crappy Canada Day!

Canada Day was nothing like I've expected, this year. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. First of all, my close friends and I didn't make it to the celebrations at the airport. The second thing that happened is that we had lunch at a restaurant, where the employees didn't care about the customers. The third thing that happened, is that some bully who goes to my clubhouse gained up on us, and started taking advantage of one of my lady friends. The fourth thing that happened, is that I said something nasty about mainstream society, and the younger friend that I was with, took it the wrong way, and gave me the silent treatment on the way home. My older friend and I went back to my place. I had a big, bloody meltdown, and all that she did was sit there and say nothing. Her response was, "You were fine at the park." She showed absolutely no empathy. I think she's got what I have, but a little worse, but I don't look down on her, the way that I look down on the NT ones who drop me as a friend, after a bad day. Crappy Canada Day, Rain Man! May you lose a neurotypical friend, today!

If my gentleman friend who's the driver decides not to go to the celebrations, next year, I'm going to complain that I have a head cold. I'm going to watch England win the final match in World Cup Soccer, with Sid the Rat. If England wins the World Cup, I'm going to walk to the hobby shop and buy myself a Routemaster, if I can find one. That will be my Non Canada Day.

Cheers