Day 3's Demolition of Kirk Apartments
The cold north wind was making it feel like an early April, instead of mid-May nearly the entire day, and of course I was outdoors more than I was in with my on and off photo taking of the progress across the street at day 3's demolition of Kirk Apartments. At the end of the day, I managed to take another batch of them which I've created a slide-show for you, should you go ahead and click on tonight's main photo. Once it's completely down and all remnants of that apartment house are gone, it's gonna take some real getting used to not having that monster building shadowing the west side of my office.
I found it very interesting today how perfect strangers would stop and start talking about either my camera, or sharing their own personal stories about the Kirk Apartments. One older gentleman mentioned there being a toy store located in a lower-level storefront that was facing south. Then a young lady was nearly un-hinged when they were taking down the southeast corner apartments which must've been where she lived. Another older guy whom I could barely get away from, started in with all his conspiracy theories regarding how that fire started and who's to be blamed. It was all just another example of what I said earlier to my dear friend, and that being the likelihood I am a magnet for all seven faces of mankind. The seeking me out was definitely over the charts today.
As the noon hour neared, I was approached by two unexpected individuals whom I'd done some work for in the past, so for whatever reason, we ended up at The Quarry for lunch, and truth be told, it had been a number of years since I'd darkened their doors. As I walked in, I ran into a young lady who's the daughter of an old schoolmate of mine, so I had a nice little chat with her.
I dare say my lunch experience wasn't in the least bit memorable because my order arrived at our table first, but then I had to sit and wait a good fifteen minutes for their order, just so we could eat together. Oh how I do hate it whenever such things happen.?The meal wasn't anything to write home about, but I was in shock when seeing how big that light lunch bill was. There must be a certain slice of our population who has a great deal of discretionary income, because that's not a place I would regularly go, as my billfold would be soon emptied. I'll just check it off as another boutique restaurant where a person goes, just to gloat about having been there.
Once the unexpected visitors went on their way, I was back at my preparing for my afternoon appointments, along with returning some emails which had arrived while I was away, and once I finished up with them, I headed over to a church to get some practicing done with several new hymns I'd been given to play. As much as I enjoy learning new music, I'm finding it to be a real exercise in getting them learned quickly, but on a positive note, I'll admit my sight-reading skills are improving.
While I was out of office, I made a point to stop over to a client's vacant home, just to make sure her HVAC person got her new central air unit installed. After giving it a good looking-over, and then switching it on, I'd say they did pretty good job and didn't leave a mess behind. Don't you just hate cleaning up after tradespeople?
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Since I have a long-time friend who reads these pages, I received a message from him asking when I'll be sharing my story about the voodoo doll I received some years ago, so I guess tonight is just about as good a time as any.
It all started when my regular postman walked into my office with a large bubble envelope which was addressed to Holtz Realty, and to my attention. When I took it from him, the first thing I looked at, was the return address which I instantly knew didn't exist in our City, so before he left, I exclaimed, "Who in the world sent this package, because the return address is fictitious." Evidently his curiosity got the best of him because he stood there watching me open it. Well, as soon as I reached in the package, several of my right hand fingers with instantly pricked by something sharp, and when I pulled my hand out, I was bleeding. I then carefully tore the package open, and wouldn't you know, some very evil entity had sent me a voodoo doll with about a dozen pins with notes on them stuck in various areas of that doll, which of course is why I got pricked. My postman was absolutely speechless when he looked at it, but then made one comment before leaving which was, "I'm sorry to say, there are some real freaks running around out there, and for whatever reason, somebody's got a real hard-on for you." You can only imagine how embarrassing that episode was, but before my office door was closed, I was near a hundred percent sure who'd done such a thing. Yes, I still have that voodoo doll locked away in its package, and perhaps some day, I'll have it special delivered back to the one who sent it.
I'm sure there were some belly laughs over it in that nefarious creature's circle, but as I've said many-a-time, karma doesn't forget, and if for some reason she does, I'll be reminding her. Just today there was another happening which I've also sent out into the universe for karma to deal with, and only because there are times when it's not worth going into battle over things that've been wrongly said and done. Just to stay above the fray of it all, it's best to continue on with our onward and upward journeys.
My last showing today was another 'fly-over', but at least the buyer did mention we're getting closer. I dare say, they're the nicest people, and you can bet I'll be working very hard to find the perfect fit. I believe my young buyer is an old soul, and mostly because she's not looking for a lipsticked pig, and is willing to make her own cosmetic improvements. She has no idea how refreshing it is to work with such fine characters.
Tonight's One-liner is: I'm a great believer in karma, and the vengeance it serves up to those who intentionally commit wrongful acts, which is generally good enough for me.