Message: Loud and Clear

Wednesday, February 10,2010—Last night left in a blink of an eye. Met with Father Vaughn. No, revelation. No hidden truths revealed. Just a guy talking about his job. A guy telling why I was here. Just two guys talking. There was some talking about God’s plans, but mostly it was about the challenges and pressures faced when leading a life of the clergy.

Underneath It All

This father reminded of Brian. Looked liked him. Spoke like him Wore glasses like him. Funny thing is I received an email from his ex-high school girlfriend and she said he went to seminary school. Brian, that is. I tried calling Brian’s parent old home number. Believed it rang. But I needed to hang up before I had a chance to leave a message or anyone to answer. From what I heard, Brian is headed down to So Cal to see his son, I think. Not sure on the gender.  Brian is Kung Fu Panda. I'm the one with bald spot.

Next Morning Blood Sugar 165. Diabetic Coma

Anyways, I had to replay the events of the day. I wasn’t sure if Brian was the priest. I knew he wasn’t but when Lisa said he was considering the clergy. . .I had to replay the conversation that I had with the  Father. After the meeting, I had full intentions with going to the RCIA meeting at 7. I fell asleep. Didn’t eat in the morning and I was hungry. Got some a serving of Lasagna and some brisket. Made a couple of brisket open face sandwiches. Also warmed up a heated cinnamon muffin. Yummy. I put it in the toaster oven and the frosting was melting on the aluminum foil covering toaster pan. It was scrumptious.

Brian Turning Up Everywhere

Guess, it was too much because I was knocked out. Got a warm blanket and started watching some UFC, thinking this will wake me up. Yet, the upcoming storm and the big house windows made me bundle up. Decided to take a short nap before going to the evening meeting; good, in theory. Hour nap before meeting. I told the Father he would see me there.  Well, I woke up at 9:17 pm. Missed the meeting. Barnes and Noble closing  at 11 and It’s a Grind closed at 9. Gym, well, I was snuggled up and I decided to go back to sleep.  Woke up again and 3 and thought about the gym.  I would have ample time to get a workout and come back for today’s events seeing how yesterday was initially task-completion filled. I pulled the covers over my head and went back to bed. (Truck Driver reminded me of Brian)

Brian, Always Been There. . .

No revelations. No truths revealed. It was two guys sharing. We spoke of his lifestyle going from one church to another. I am not going to reveal too much more. Meeting was held in confidence. No darks secrets revealed. No one, except one. I wrote about it, but never posted. Not yet.  Maybe. . .still don’t know. Only two people know about it, except the ones involved. Some other time. I guess. (Windmill in Palmdale)

Meaning of the meeting: It’s Brian. Just Brian.