Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my autumn chestnuts!  How are you?  The days grow colder and shorter.  The wind is brisk.  Everywhere you go are signs of the season: Halloween items in every store.  Halloween is very big business these days.  With the commercial push for the “holiday season,” I expect we’ll soon be celebrating HallowThanksChristmasNewYear.  We’ll just buy, buy, and buy from September through December.  It’s good for the economy, even if it bankrupts us.

Our august and illustrious Green Bay Packers fell to the Indianapolis Colts last Sunday.  Oh woe is us. Gloom, despair, and agony overwhelm us.  That is, until this Sunday, October 14, when the Pack meets the Houston Texans at 7:20 p.m., in Houston.  Then, may the Packers’ fury destroy the Texans. Annihilate, debilitate, and obliterate the Texans, please, Packers.  Cut them off at the knees and stomp them beneath your cleats, then chew them up for dog food.  Oh dear, I do get worked up about our Packers. 

I’ve also been worked up about a neighbor problem.  Often, those are the worst kind.  One of my neighbors has put up a light to illuminate his garage and driveway and side door at night.  It’s one of those intense, orangey-colored lights that buzz.  The problem is that his light also illuminates the side of my house where the bedrooms are.  If I didn’t mind peeping toms, I could keep the blinds up and let his light illuminate my bedroom at night.  I’ve asked him to try to point the light a little more away from my house, or use a lower wattage light, but to no avail.  I even went out there at night wearing a swimsuit and sunglasses, with tanning lotion in my hand.  I laid on the picnic table for awhile, but, again, he didn’t respond. Señor Zanza is exasperated.  Junior thinks it’s “cool.”  I am having trouble sleeping in the light that seeps in around my blinds and curtains.  I think I’ll give the “gentleman” one more chance.  If he doesn’t respond then, I’ll be forced to place the Curse of Zoltar™ upon him.  Boo! Ha-ha!

I was going to proceed here with some civic-minded musings about the City of Racine’s government, but then I thought, “Ugh! I don’t want to step into that pile of poop again.”  Instead, below is a video entitled “Vivaldi, Autumn:”


That is simply beautiful. 

All of my readers are beautiful.  I love your visits to my blog and I love you.  Thank you for stopping by today.  Thank you for your comments. 

Have you heard?  Project Zoltar has started: http://projectzoltar.com/

Be good my boys and girls and everything in-between.  Remember, Santa Claus is watching you, so don’t mess up, or you’ll have a lousy Christmas. Maybe even Thanksgiving and Halloween, too.  Happy, happy, merry, happy HallowThanksChristmasNewYear. Kreatophagia!

6 comments:

SER said...

MZ...black spray paint will fix that lighting problem of yours.

OR I have a BB pistol you can use.

jedwis said...

Hi Mme Z...I agree with SER, both of those are great ideas. If those don't work, let me know. I have a couple buddies I grew up with, Vinnie & Louie, they do wonderful things with hammers and kneecaps.

kkdither said...

Oh la la! Love project Zoltar! Will the JTI have squatting rights? Looks like an ideal setup for some of our more interesting gatherings!

OKIE said...

Hmm, this is perplexing. You could get a mask to sleep in to help keep out the light. Or, get the Irregulars to your house and have us all shine big flashlights into their bedroom. Just sayin.

OrbsCorbs said...

Mme. Z, rent a searchlight and point it at their house.

Beejay said...

Oh, yes, my neighbors had one of those pointed at our bedroom window. I wish I would have thought of the BB gun thing!