over in Houston

well i am over in Houston on a public computer

Can’t up load pictures,
Spent the last weekend at a batcher party, that’s one reason I had to come over here. Went to this place called "Hooters" there is something so perverse about the place?!? Very Houston, very male...

For some reason, it reminded me of this person I met along time ago Over in San marc, oh about mid 90's, in this coffee shop restaurant, (they hung art there) called Kismet, this old guy would show up, he was a writer, Daniel, He would show up early in the morning and have all three meal in the place, sit there with his laptop writing, the whole day, he had a deal with the resturant to do this. and he was a creepy looking fellow too, long salt&pepper hair a thin beard , old pock and acnes marks , half his teeth were rotted out or missing and he had this devilish smile and these wicked looking eyes. he came dressed in a jogging suit and had this weird aliment(sickness) something to do with his intestine they were all bloated up, he was skinny by looked like he was pregnant or something.
once I hung some art up on the walls and I noticed the guy and started talking to him, come to find out he was a ghost writer for some new age prophet outta Egypt, he wrote his books for him, from this guys notes, Daniel was sorta at the end of his life, from what he told me cause of his aliments,
But he delighted in the ambitions of the youth; artist writers etc, and enjoyed talking to them. He taught over in Cali, as an English prof and wanted to be a professional writer, novelist, that’s what he did till he hit 39, a starving writer living in abject poverty writing away, and a novelist.
he recounted that he had a moment of career clarity once when he was eating a TV dinner by himself at thanksgiving ,a thought I have had enough of this I want to be successful, and have more interaction with folks, do more, that was when he went into college teaching and ,I think he said he trained actors to?
How he got over here in Texas, he got married a she moved over here, but they were getting a divorce, i don't know, but
meaning of the story is , he told me that he was making a fortune off the New age writing, and was wildly more successful at that than any of his regular writing, and he said at the end of his life he finds is more dubiously entertaining than anything he did under his 40's, .
He said" listen George, this New age crap, there are women galore who are like sheep looking for some spiritual a guru'(sp) type, this guy I am writing for has more women that you can shake a stick at, if you became something like that and artist new ager, like paint women’s aura's or healing energy fields an dressed up, with your skills you would take off!"

I could tell this guy was serious about all this,., kinda like he wished he had done this all along, I think the success of his ghost writing came later in life.
What ever became of him? He didn't have long to live from what he told me, probably dead by now,.

My girlfriend is sorta a new ager, I seem to attacked that kinda folk, but the men into this field, yeaks!, are kinda strange,. I can see other cultures developing all kinda various ways of worship (new age like), other cultures ! or people, but there is something a bit off about wasp like men descending over to this field, something abit pathological and desperate only taking from it something that seems novel, like a consumer. especially with guys.

this last week she had an uncomfortable run in with this older guy, who was a new age healer type,. He sorta took advantage of the language of healing (something she is into) again an older type bearded ,fat.

One thing I have learned about all this is I can’t disrespect her "religion" so any fellows she respects I sorta have to say, " oh yea sure I have heard about low level energy soul retrievals on your neighbors pets cause you think they were abuse in a past life cause they knocked your chakras outta aline, yea thats alright " ,. So when I heard about this guy who called himself "grandpa David" I figured ahh, just another one didn't bother with it, But as my "redneck macho psycho powers" were passive they should have been on
Flame on!!!
and the fat little bearded bastard made a pass at her, which amazingly took her time to figure out, something like, maybe , " I have special powers in healing energy barriers, yours is all filled with holes, is your boyfriend, the man you call the chicken, nurturing you energy fields cause , I can since you have some holes and my gifted powers can fill them" so spoke Grandpa, I could imagine.
so when I got the news about, what he was trying to pull, it just confirmed, he needed to be reminded he is Texas!,
and a man could get his ass whooped over shit like this! or at least a threading event,.
well she is booting him out, but to listen to what had happen, how this guy weaseled his way in with all this bulshit, makes me what fuck this guy up bad or something.
the details of all this are just coming to light,.

I will be head back over to Brenham soon and back in action in san marc late next week, facing the last weeks of the chicken house studio.
cheers!

Posted by chickengeorge at June 30, 2005 8:32 AM