From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Thursday, June 14, 2007 10:48 PM PT
To: Del Mar Glass
Subject: Sandy - it took longer than...

I thought to get you off my email list in part due to my other priorities including having to be more understanding of my one programmer’s "procrastination", although to say Adam Tucker simply has decided to “leave me”, at least temporarily while he “finds his own agenda”, would be more accurate, wouldn’t you say?

Telling it the way it is; i.e. telling the truth is especially difficult for those who cannot handle the truth and one of the things I again strongly suggest given your biological age is to examine THE DIAMOND INVENTION Chapter 18, THE AMERICAN CONSPIRACY where you have it right out the mouth of the U.S. Justice Department of President elect John F. Kennedy being made to very publicly “pledge allegiance” to the Anglo South African head of the DeBeers-Anglo American Cartel, the darkest of dark mafia of mafia, just before JFK takes “The Oath of Office” with the whole world watching including those many, many, many privy to his extraordinary and so very carefully planned meeting at the Carlyle Hotel in Manhattan just up a few blocks from where the DAAC’s Black Hatters congregate each and every day as they have for the past century plus to mostly spy on American small business people as they have all of Wall Street “covered” by DAAC lawyers who get to approve and disapprove each and every deal that investment banking firms like Goldman Sachs “dream up”.

At the most you should get just one more broadcasted email.

We are very happy with your work although our landlady did take issue with the silicon “butting” and a slight gap left in the carpeting which she thought were both a bit “messy”, although like us this awesome “attention to detail” lady can of course notice the significant difference that once the horizontal wooden bar and rather large wooden support beams are removed it is hard unless logging them all away to notice the difference with such a clear view.

I take full responsibility for any misunderstandings since I should have asked to see the difference in the “look” between the “butted” and “meted” since I was the one who decided to go with the “butted” look which really didn’t save us much money to speak of.

And the reason I bring it up is only for you to think in the future about finding a way to make certain all the “parties” are on the same page.

We did mention to Denis that we would like to have screens placed on the two side windows. If you could get back to us with a quote that would be great.

Please take my criticism in the most positive way since I know in the long run it is best to have a well informed customer/prospect.

Thank you again,

Gary

Ps – I mentioned to your assistant Travis who came by to clean up as best he could the silicon where the two pieces of glass “butt” that I had mostly a lot of fun playing table tennis with Marie’s nearly 15 year old son, JoNathan who I have helped her raised single-handedly to be an “independent thinker” since he was 18 months of age as well as his elder sister Danielle who was 4 years older, so you do the math.

Travis as well as your husband Denis had overheard yesterday JoNathan “challenging me to a whipping” in table tennis since he has been playing a lot of table tennis as of late with his 2 friends both South African, the elder the same age as JoNathan and the brother 2 years or so younger, so you do the math.

The last time I saw JoNathan play table tennis was on board a ferry going from England to France or vice versa and although I “whipped” him it was really hard to say anything “positive” about my “victory” give how it looked at least to me and his over-the-top athletic mother that he was playing some other game than table tennis given how so very awkwardly he held the racket in his left hand and the more I suggested he try using his right hand, since he is right handed, the more he resisted and the worse he did and the worst part was that I was giving JoNathan a “whipping” that had me wanting to cry.

When I later told Marie the score from yesterday’s “rematch” that has been “brewing for years” she responded without missing a beat,

“So he whipped you!”

The fact that I managed to win 3 out of 7 games to 21 that were when all is, “said and done” pretty close, made no difference to my wife who doesn’t expect me to lose even though she knows I am currently not the most athletic person in the world, not close, in many ways Marie Dion Gevisser is like my Royal Mater, there is “first” and “last”.

Remember now the most important thing is to have fun and what I loved most about JoNathan winning is that I know that he knows I never gave him one single point that he didn’t deserve to win and that included the fact that I got more “net” wins in my favor than him, about 2 to one and I still got “whipped”.

My wife only found out this morning although it could have been last night, I cant quite remember as to me the nights and day are increasingly one and the same once you have a “clear view of the world”, that JoNathan whipped me with his right hand.

And of course JoNathan “whipping me” makes no difference the fact that I haven’t really played table tennis in some 35 odd years, since I was about his age, you don’t have to do much math, given how my wife considers me not only fit but I still have a height advantage over JoNathan although by the time I hit the send button those couple of inches could have been eliminated and he has had an “arm advantage” over me since not long after child birth.

No doubt my wife will continue so long as JoNathan beats me to let me know that her very athletic son “whipped me” and when I am long dead even if he never wins a single point against me she will say, “He whipped you!”

The part that is not “funny” is that JoNathan didn’t recall just a few years back when we played on the ferry that he was using his left hand and asked incredulously, “Why would I play with my left hand when I am right handed?” when Marie and I pretty much in unison first told him, “You played with your left hand!”

Now that I think about it more it had to be last night since we were all tired from a lot of physical activity during the day.

Marie and I decided that it would be best not to discuss this most extraordinarily sensitive subject any further.

The “clear view” was hampered a little today for both Marie and me but with time I am quite certain we will get over it given how very close we are.

A fly just buzzed my ear here at our Stone Home deep inside the Cleveland National Forest.

It is impossible to see the “wood for the trees” if you have not seen either trees or a forest.

If a man speaks in a forest and there is only a woman around, is he still wrong?

But our JoNathan has in fact seen both trees and a forest.

At about 8 years of age JoNathan was not only the best soccer player in his team I wager that he was very possibly amongst the very best Lily White Wheaty Eater soccer players in the United States his age which of course makes him “last” in the rest of the world where soccer is religion.

Last year when he last played soccer competitively amongst rather poor soccer players who just play recreationally JoNathan was no better than average but most of all he still had fun and so I attended most if not all of his games.

Moreover, the kids in his soccer team as well as those he was playing against were no where near as athletic but JoNathan’s entire “balance” was getting progressively “off” given how his left handed, flat line plotter biological father had told him, “I think you may be like me a left handed batsman” when JoNathan began to play baseball about the same time, I best recall, as when he began playing soccer when he could single handedly take on the entire opposing soccer team, given how well I had “guided” him in the finer points of soccer, one most brilliant game but not, in my humble but seasoned opinion, as brilliant a game as rugby so long as you don’t end up in the “scrum” where it is possible to end up with cauliflower ears which may soften the blow from out-of-control over controlling parents who often end up using defenseless kids as “target practice”.

JoNathan did in fact have an excellent baseball coach who wasn’t, however, Albert Einstein who may have in fact not known the first thing about baseball but like any human being with just one eye let alone two sets of eyes, it was quite obvious that JoNathan was more like his mother in every respect including one incredible right handed sportsman, but the coach was not willing to “take on” JoNathan’s father who got himself an assistant coaching job just kept repeating time and again, “I think you may be a left handed batsman like me!” and so JoNathan batted left handed while he pitched right handed since he pitches left handed like he plays table tennis left handed which is not fun to watch although he may actually beat me if I were to play left handed which I am but I play table tennis right handed because I am also ambidextrous and it doesn’t take me long to play any sport with either hand so long as I am willing to be patient and not have fun as I end up only training my mind to use both sides of the brain at the same time which again is not fun for your opponent or those watching.

I never attended one game of baseball this season.

It was very tough for me to watching JoNathan’s mind regress holding a baseball bat left handed which is the only way he has ever batted at baseball with his former physician biological father, the Sperm Donor, also while repeating enough times, “He could be a switch hitter”.

All children are “winners” to start even if they are gifted a disease like Chromes, even more so.

It is not winning but how you win that counts and when you lose you want to at least remember why?

JoNathan should one day very soon ask his Sperm Donor why he couldn’t remember that he made the extraordinarily smart decision to change from “I think you may be like me a left handed batsman” to “whipping me”, not exactly a retard table tennis player with his right hand”?

Each day is yet another day for the “winners of the world” to “give peace a better chance”.

But in the meantime we are all faced with having to make tough decisions beginning with which side are we really on?

Are we of the opinion that we don’t need to have any opinion on the Iraq refugee crises which is preventing the Euro from crashing the U.S. dollar?

I know you were not expecting that question but rather a milder knuckleball such as:

Are we of the opinion that since we started this Iraq War we have an obligation to the people of Iraq to help support them until we are forced to quit because we cant convince enough of our young to be fighting and dying for the DAAC and their supporters who benefit the most from war when money becomes no object since in war money is worthless and the “contestants” go back to bartering all the materials of war that were stolen during more peaceful period when currencies including Diamond Currency were being handed out to the biggest government spenders?

Do you have an opinion that perhaps your 15 year old daughter would be comfortable in you sharing with the rest of the world bearing in mind that none of us may wake up tomorrow morning unless we each start to lay out each of our respective agendas?

Do you think it is important to explain to your daughter why Professor Sachs is so deafeningly silent on the all important question, “What happened to Hitler’s diamonds”?

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