A different kind of blog tonight

Tonight....some kind of growth fell off a certain part of the male anatomy that is usual not discussed. And when it fell off, blood started spurting out...and wouldnt stop./////i ended up in the emergency room at Valley Hospital.....luckily i dont get embarrassed, told them what had happend...by now, blood was dripping down thru my pants to the floor...The took me in quiet quickly......after taking my temp,bloodpressure and other vital signs......by the time I gopt into a room, my shorts were drenched in blood.....luckily the blood didnt bother me...it was a mess...looked like a murder seen..and I was amaze, how such a small area...sould bleed so much.
About 40 minutes after it started, the bleeding stopped by istelf....The nurse and assisant cleaned me up..and a DR applied some kind of jell foam, which would guarantee the bleeding would stop.....but did warn, it could start again. His quick diagnosis was a vericose vein on the schmekly.... And now, the poor thing, is all bandaged up like a wounded soldier...and sort of burns. I will survive!!

I think I am going to sleep and will continue the blog tomorrow.

Yiddish in the White House

At this moment there is a tv program on the White House....Brian William started describing the oval office, he said, "the office is still quite sparse.....no paper weights mementos or "CHACHKAS" to clutter the desk.....I laughed out loud...which is something I havent done much the last decade or two.....Chacka is not in the normal ethnic language of BRIAN WILLIAMS, or the OBAMAS.....but....I guess, mhy role as an antique dealer....(and so many dealers on the EAST COAST hve been JEWISH....the word chachka haas crept into the AMERICAN venacular.

They just showed Michelle Obama visit a schoolmwhose children all came to the White House in March and planted a great vegtable garden with Michelle...Now she came to the school and is gong to help the same children plant their garden...when it was over...she went into the group of kids and put her arms around two at a time and have them all hugs. Brian Williams sad, "she is not a hand shaking first lady, but a tactile person: She is so full of warmth..and touching...and showing that its important to give love...
SOMETHING HAPPENED TO MY EYES..OR MY BRAIN.. Suddenly I became color blind. I am watching this program....watching Michelle and her daily activities...then The President and his activitis and interviews...then later on the balcony with all the family including the mother inlaw.... I was watching the first lady, the President...the KIDS.......and I didnt see black people..I saw only My president, and his family....I actually didnt notice the difference of skin color...yes...I became color blind..I only saw PEOPLE....people that I just care so much about....and I am so very proud of them...
What most impressed me? sOMETHING VERY SILLY... Even though Obama is the President of the most powerful country in the world....he said " at about 9:30 I taake the dog for a walk....and then pick up poop.....YES, the President isnt to good to pick up poop.....or play basketaball.....or go out and buy hamaburgers for his staff... He is really a down to earth man.

JUNE 3

I have been dreaming lately abotu OBAMA...The first dream took place in my store.. He was sitting at a table with another person....looking very official...but I have no idea what he was supposed to be doing their, nor did I question that in the dream. I do know the emotions in the dream. I was very happy, and walked up to him and said, "I have been meaning to tell you this for a long time. I didnt call him by name, or Mr President, but spoke directly. He looked up at me and listened.
I just want you to know I am very proud of you....not only that you won, but you are very visualy making an attempt to do good for America, and Keep your promise you will try to reverse all the bad stuff of the last 8 years,"I said. Then I shook his hand he smiled.....and the dream was over.
I dont think we have to analyze this. This is one dream that is exactly what it was. I would like to meet the man, and tell him how I feel about him and what he is doing....Freud...doesn not need to be invoked. There was no particular symbolism. It probably was teh most clear cut dream I ever had. The one thing that does make me curious, is why did I have him sitting in my store.....as if he was giving out pamphlets...to peopel to vote for him?
The second dream, the following night was very similar. But this time, I dont rememebr where we were...But I felt that I was now his friend and in his "inner circle" And when we met...I just laughed and told him that I dreamted of him the night before....and gave him details of the dream.. So one dream, told of another dream...this is a first too. I hope that this isnt one of my psychic dreams of something that is to come....
I dont remember what i dreamed about george BUSH....I think I did have one dream, but it didnt have any anger in it.....which is surprising..

Today my dog BUDDY went to the VET..he has been throwing up lately a lot...mostly liquids....so far so goot..it jsut might be gastritis..but the Vet took some blood tests to make sure its not anything else....

Still cant belive that CHENEY more or less came out in favor of GAY MARRIAGE>....his lesbian daughter just might have something to do with it...maybe she might have blackmailed him somehow...maybe she mnight expose him as DARTH VADER, or he might be having affairs with a prostitute or a secretary.... or maybe he might be borrowing the local priests Altar boys for his pleasure...who knows...the thought of any of the above might make me puke. I KNOW>..he is having an affair with RUSH LIMBAUGH..try to picture that and you wont have to go on the ATKINS DIET..you wont beable to eat for three weeks.....Donald Rumsefeld has been very very quiet lately...I wonder if they put him on ice somewhere??

SUSAN BOYKE DIDNT WIN,but she is a winner, recipes, etc

Obama has been seemingly going day and night since he took over....meeting with people daily, making speech, attending graduations, and trying to do things to whip this country back intoshape.. The rich dont like him..the Republicans knock anything and every thing he does,JEWS are worried about ISrael that he will do things to harm them and benefit the Palestinians....(Which I really doubt) He seems to get no rest..so when the REPUBLICANS are scream foul, tht he took a small jet and his secret service to NYC..to take in a show and a dinner...which he promised Michellebefore the election......I say unto those IDIOT Republican bastards...go straight to hell. Bush took a vacation every other week. He was off for a full month, after we got information that BIN LAEN was going to attack America Bush ignored it and left for a full month. He flew to IRAQ to fly a jet for a PHOTO OP. He was always flying to Texas or somewhere wasting tax payers money.....He vacation for 8 years, and ignored serious danger...and went on vacation. He is a true trader.
Obama worked so much since he took over, he took a well deserve night off... He is the PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATE...and with that title should come some perks...like a night at the threater and dinner.

Susan BOyle..was transformed....she reminded me of KATE SMITH, darling of WW2, who was a singer, no more attractive than SUSAN, but that was the day of RADIO...and you could have looked like MISS PIGGY , and if you had a nice voice, you could have been a start. SUSAN, although no a winner of the entire contest..was runner up. But with over 100,million views on YOU TUBE, newspapers, magazine and so many TV programs, andNEWS Programs...she litterly changed the world. She taught us a lesson. One is to have faith in ourselves...she tought us that beauty come from within....her voice triumphed over facial beauty...and we CRIED...we felt emotion..that not only she as an underdog won, and was accepted...somehow it becamesomthing we related to..OUR INNER UNDERDOG was reached...and we now felt we were the ones getting the applause and acceptence.. It was about all of us, not just SUSAN. There is a SUSAN BOYLE deep down in all over us...The one that needs approval, the one not that attractive, the one not accepted, the one never been kissed or loved....and maybe the one that is not excessivly smart...When the applause rang out the first time....it was like they were aplauding for ME....and I cried. It was a response like I was accepted, I was being loved.....hopefully, some of your can relate to this....for this is my opinion....but I bet....it happened 100 million times.
When ever I am down.....I replay her first appearance on BRitain has Talent....and I get a bit teary eyes each time...but they are tears of happyness.
One would think my elevator is haunted. WHY.. well they couldnt seem to fix it for 7 weeks now.....and it keeps going up and down......as if there were people on the 2nd and third floor pushing the buttons....It is not supposed to do that.
The weekend had wonderful weather....well, wonderful if you were out of doors..But if you are a prisoner in a store....with few people coming in becuase they are in the Garden, or in the COUNTRY, or DOWN the SHore....but the masses werent in Grannys Attic....Our Event...never happened. Two people came for their free appraisal...and even though I cooked for hours...the food didnt get eaten by guests. I finised off most of the Shrimp NEWBERG....(GRANNY VERSEION) Boil fresh jumbo shrimp for 5 min in water with salt and a little lemon juice and rind. Remove shrimp,peel, and let shrimp cook. Drain the shrimp water, and add one half a can of it to one can of Cream of Shrimp (CAMPBELLS) Add a few tablespoons of whipping cream, a pinch or two of fresh nutmeg, 1/4 cup chopped pimento, 4 or five chopped water chestnuts, a few pinches of celery seeds, half teaspoon sweet paprika,4 chopped shallets previously sauteed in butter,two large scallions thrown in chopped fine and raw,a few tablespoons cooking sherry (to taste)fresh ground black pepper to taste.. Comebine everything...and heat..DO not boil.... sprinkle top with fresly chopped parsely.
You can add cooked scallops, cooked salmon, or any fish to make it Seafood NEWBERG and dont forget the crab and lobster. As an addition, you can add a few capers.

Tofu Veracruz: A veggetarian dish I whipped up .....saute shallots and scallions and a few pimentios...then add Sesame oil and sautee the tofu along with the other ingreidents. Add one sliced fresh tomatoe, a few pinches of chilli powder....a little ADOBO, two cloves of fresh garlic....when all veggies are soft....add some medium or mild MEXICAN SALSA. Cook very slowly untill some liquid is absorbed and flavors mixed. Serve with rice....(and some Jalepenos on the side or chopped p and added.....
Jesus was seen in a Jar of MARMITE, which I think is a boulion soup mix in paste form. You would think the relious people might give JC more credit than that...He would appear where more than a few people can see him...Not in a food jar. Wako people..I am sure this jar of stuff will beon ebay soon. I reallyh think Jesus has a lot more class than they give him credit for..

Miss Me??? Been tired at night....but lets make up lost time

For the past 6 weeks, my normal routine changed due to the illness, and neath death of my long time friend....RObert....he came down with pneumonia, and almost didnt make it....but almost doesnt count, and he is back withus. But I had been very busy taking care of his three miniature Dashhundts...which was a pleasure.....for they are the cutest little dogs in the world....a veritable 3 tail kissing machine... They will not stop kissing you until you just cant take any more.
Then after feeding the puppies, I went to the hospital like clockwork...whether he was conscious or not......to make sure he was getting the best of care......and then, whenconcious, he had to have reinforcement that someone cared. So my regular job plus this task, has worn me out....and havent been much intgo writing...but I am back.
I had been telling you all, BRAD BOLES, the wild one who has the TVprogram the TRUE HOUSEWIVES of NYCity.....He is one of the most colorful people that has ever graced my business in all the years.... He is funny, creative.....and very into the GRANNYS ATTIC experince....its very good to have people pushing ones store....well yesterday, he arrived with a few people.....There was a married couple, who own jewelry stores in TRUMP TOWERS.......the wife, whose age is somewhere around...50-give or take....and her husband (she told me he is the 4th and last) and that a "get" which is a JEWISH DIVORCE....is no longer available..she has had three....and the board of RABBIS thinks she is a slut......(or something to that phrase)..and the other WOMAN, was only introduced to us as JUDITH...afamous wiritger and publisher..who I must get to know.....Brad just said she is so fabulous......well, after doing my homework.....I discovered who she was..from serching the internet....she was non other than the CONtgroversial Judith REGAN.LOOKING A BIT OLDER, BUT GOODLOOKING.....THAN MOST OF THE ONLINE PHOTOS....
Well, lets talk about my elevator.....I paid 45,000 dollars 6 years ago....we didnt have aproblem for 6 years,,,and now... they cannot seem to fix it...for 7 weeks, it has not been working correctly....we can use it to ship things up and down, butnot for customers...or workers...and, when I have to climb the stairs...to give a person a price ...or give instructions to theboys.....i am out of breath...and out of 45,000. The owner of SHAPR elevator is supposedly trying to fix it...but he claims...this type never should have been installed...well then, why did he accept the money??? I smell a law suit!!!!
We are now rearranging the store to put in a "shabby chique,sheik, chic..chick-department...(#3 is the right choice)....all the painted furniture....and flowery things...and white things.....and very feminine things....and Frenchy things....It will make the store bright and happy andincrease sales..Photos will be posted soon.

I saw a ghost... YEp a real live living ghost. Right in the store, and he and his daughters have been customers for many years.....going all the way back to MAHWAH.
The ghost used to collect clocks....broken ones and he used to fix tghem up..to new condition....Many years passed.....and one day, his daughther...told me he was very sick....and only had a few days to live...months passed....she called us to an estate sale...of her fathers stuff.....later on, she called us to her home to buy more......stuff. So I assumed the man died. So when a man and a woman walked into the store yesterday....the old man looked a bit like the old clock collector who had died two years ago.....I stared and stared at him.. Walked up closer....Then asked the woman if she had a sister named WENDY....SHe said yes! ANd this man is your father? YES!.. tHEN LIKE A REAL SCHMUCK...I SAID...."sO, YOUR NOT DEAD!!"
hE CONVINCED ME THAT HE WAS VERY MUCH ALIVE... he was near death....but a miracle happened and he lived..and looks great.... Just his daughther WENDY failed to tellme that he lived... So, I guess I was cheated out of seeing a real live ghost ......again. But for mayhbe 30 seconds...I was sure I was seeing one.... OH WELL?
MY LATEST POEM......NOT YET CORRECTED OR REFINED
tHERE ARE SOME SONGS
WHOSE MELODY IS MORE THAN MUSIC
IT IS ANESTHETIC, APHRODESIAC AND
INTOXICATING
ITS MELODY MAKES ME CLOSE MY EYES
IT DRUGS ME
INTO SEMI CONSCIOUSNESS
ALL THAT EXISTS IN THE WORLD
IS ME
THE MUSIC
AND A GLOWING DARKNESS.
mY SPIRIT RISES,
LEAVING MY BODY BEHIND
i TRAVEL
TO THE END OF THE UNIVERSE AND BACK
AND ALL THAT EXISTS
IS MY SPIRIT
THAT HAS BECOME ONE WITH THE MUSIC

Before me a bowl of ripened fruit
my favorites pineapple, peaches, raspberries
the COncord grape
and others whose flavors so intense
explode with in my mouth
whose fragrances enhances taste
so strong, it creates music of its own
That I can imagine, as I close my eyes
savoring all that can be consumed
intensly
ANd my world is now just me and flavor
there is nothing else, except the music playing
taking me where ever I want to go


I smell the Roses
I inhale the Lilac
I drink in in the Lilly of the valley
I absorb............
I Hyacinth
The intoxication is just to much
I close my eyes
I become one with nature
I see nothing, I feeling nothing, I hear music
I am neither asleep or awake
Nothing matters..there is no memory
All that there is me, the fragrances, the tastes and the music

Should I not ever arise
from the music,
awake from the tastes
or get up from the fragraces
to open my eyes
and return to reality

ANd live in the constant state
of sensory bliss
I know what heaven must be like.

I have been to tierd to write this week

It has been about 5 weeks since BOB was taken to the hospital....which added a few hours a day to my already difficult schedule...running to feed his dogs, water the plants and visit the hospital daily....added on another 3 hours or more....making it seem, I worked 20 hours a day. I finally crashed the other day....and had to lay down and pass out midafternoon on BUDDYS BED. The phone rang...I got up, only to find out that CHRIS had a relapse and went to a detox.....that got me very upset...I crashed again a few hours later...from, exhaustion...mental and physical.
But, I am very resilient...Within 24 hours I was back to abnormal.....Business this week, was the best in 6 months...and the mental rush of good times..perked me up. TODAY, BOB was back to being the old BOB again.....He seems he is almost totally back with us...His sense of humor return, his memory..and his kvetching....I was so afraid I would loose a good friend....of 43 years...and my joy is that he returned to us..

YOu know, in a very funny way, I miss George Bush...I have no one so famous to make fun of and complain about....I understand that he is going to be the new poster boy for Proctologists.... The poster will have his portrait and say...."Be kind to your ANus" schedule your colonoscopy today"

Sadness, comes in Waves

Lately, like Shakespearn plays, life seem to get more dramatic...as the cast of characters take on different personalities...the pressure of society, the pressure of the economy, and the pressures that we place upon our selves..seem to squeeze upon our life forces. As age works upopn our bodies, and our vision is depleted, the mental powers that gives us vision, in hope and mental images also wains.
We look forward now more to survival than to goals that illuminate our smiles and challenge our imagination. We look to medicines to alleviate pain, real or imagined.And Challege now has been replaced by battles.. one after another, or some simultaneously.
Seriousness of purpose, seems to replace sillyness of joy. And I am sure you can sense in my writing here tonight, a change in tonality.....a change in sentence structure, a change in the choices of words...
Today I recived a call from a friend, that I suffered with, helping with an addiction. The problems were not only addiction and health related, but legal as well. When my friends and family suffer, I suffer along with them. Three years have passed and I thought and prayed the road to recovery was paved with the stones of hope and the jewels of progress. But a phone call today, confirmed my dread from lack of communication with this friend for a few months. All achievements of the pst three years MIGHT have been lost. A relapse came crashing down, and my friend lost his job, an had to enter a detox. The one word greeting "hello" was all I needed.The depression...the negativity in the pronounciation of that single word..tole me everything. No conversation was needed. My stomach with the one word felt as if some one kicked me with all their might. I new....and I was always afraid that this call would come. Unfortunately it did.
The Sadest past, I only can give some tough love. and encouragement. I no longer have the opportuneity to fight others battles....and my greatest fear, is that this person, also, has lost the will to fight. Addiction is a disease. It is not an affliction that occurs in bad people. Our society is not set up to help people the way they need help. Jail is not a cure. It is only an incubator for most addicts...they just learn how to be better criminals....and addicts when they are relaease. I was hoping my friend would make it...and I still will remain positive and give encouragment.....but my energy is not as it was....three years ago

On the positive side, it is now about 5 weeks since my friend BOB got sick with what they diagnosed as pneumonia. Bob found out from the visiting nurse,that 3 other people who had what he had, are now back in VAlley Hospital with a relapse.....I wonder if it could have been the swine flue.....since he got so sick, so fast and almost died. The good news is that he is now home for over a week..and gaining strentgh...daily....In the begining of his illness, I did think he would make it...and if you remember I said, even thought I am not a beliver...I still prayed every night...that he pulls thru.....and if there is any higher power listening or reading my blog(Do GODS read BLOGS?) I dont think they have computers in Heaven....but I guess if you are a GOD...you can gain direct access without one? I thank all the higher powers...or power for having BOB back with us.

Business picked up a bit....but its crazy..one day one customer spends a small fortune..then for two days nothing comes in at all...now that can get depression. Everyone here is depressed and on edge.

To change the subject to something more pleasant and tasty....I will give a recipe now, that is currently in the oven cooking.....COUS COUS...Morroccan Style...or maybe Bergen COuntry Style... here is the recipe:
To a Dutch oven filled with the liquid from cooking a few pounds of chicken for BUDDY DOG, I added: Two medium baking potaotes cubed, one large sweet potatoe cubed, three stalks of celery and their leaves, two large onions cut up, one large parsnip, three medium carrots, one red pepper, on can diced tomatoes and juice,half can chick peas,three large cloves of garlic, teaspoon each of tumeric,cinnamon,cumin,dried cilantro, half teaspoon saffron, teason dried mint.....and half teaspoon "Harrissa" an ISraeli or Morroccan chile paste....(will add more when eating...and I put in just a little salt....then I added two large lamb sausages that were freshly made at FAIRWAY SUPERMARKET in PARAMUS. Ordinarily, I would also add a pound or more of fresh lamb meat..but trying it more to the veggitarian side tonight....I will bake it in the Dutch oven until all the veggies are soft..then taste and correct the spices.... Then serve over cous cous.... It is served more or less in soup form, and I dont thicken it at all...that is the way I have had it in Morrocco and across Europe.