From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, June 03, 2003 7:22 PM
To:
Sammy Haim - neighbor
Cc: rest

 

Hey Sammy, exactly too hours ago at 3:35 PM PST I heard once again another mini earthquake hitting Del Mar as you pressed your electronic garage door opener shortly followed by the usual toilet flushing that reminds me it is time I added another document or too to the collection Mr. Jeffrey Krinsk Esq. has in safekeeping.

 

About a half hour earlier I was over at the Ocean Song just a little south of the southwest corner of Hwy 101 and 15th Street looking for Virginia the former owner who is visiting having now settled in Italy to discuss further her son who “si-is” [siC]] living in Spain and is thinking about a “ of life.” And of course immediately upon hearing from Chris, the current owner of Ocean Song that Gabrielle is, “One in a million, single, in his early 40s, an attorney and master chef all built into 1” [sic] I have been on a mission.

 

You may have read that for the second time now I have struck out with managers who don’t quite appreciate my flavor for doing good business but it is just a matter of time before someone takes me up, decides to get real smart and make for themselves and me as well as my loved ones sum incredible business while having lots of fun.

 

I just got off the phone with Virginia who has now given me her son’s email and immediately after sending this email I will be contacting Gabrielle which as you know is my Hebrew name. With time running out, having not yet taken Pypeetoe for even a morning run I will have to wait until tomorrow to check this email for spelling and grammatical errors, so please bear with me.

 

I happened tho to meet a wonderful lady from Peru while waiting for Chris to finish her lunch who informed me about a number of things going on in the rest of the “wor.d” [sic] including how sum folks here in the United States recently used the U.S. Constitution to weaken the agreement recently passed by 192 odd countries regarding tobacco advertising suggesting sumthing along the lines of “If anyone is so stupid as to believe false and misleading advertising it would cause our founding fathers tu turn over in their graves if anyone in any fukukta 3rd World banana republic were to argue differently” [sic].

 

Now Nelly Canero is a rather eloquent person in every respect but I was having a little trouble with her accent and rather than put down this sincere and caring woman who told me that the slogan of the “World Heath Organization” [sic] is

 

Do you not doubt that only a few committed citizens can ▲ the world, in fact this is the only way it happens.

 

and go off on a tangent about my mother who you remember only debates people who agree with her before KOing them with, “The only difference between Americans and the English is the language, I chose to be very patient.[1]

 

For sum reason the rest of world particularly those in the 3rd World see our great President as the anti-Christ when in fact this incredibly gifted man with perhaps the greatest first lady in the history of the United States at his side has to fix a lot inherited by the former regime which occupied the White House to mention little of my hope that in the next go around they change the wallpaper at least in the Lincoln bedroom.

 

Until folks everywhere get with the program that it simply makes no sense to pick away at one or too crazy things that at first blush don’t add up that not even apparently the head of the American Lung Institute, if there is such an organization, was able to impress upon the Bush Administration that such actions were nothing short of abusing the U.S. Constitution, the world is in for perhaps more [of] a wake up shock than I could ever have imagined and of course you know I think differently but when need be very precise, stiletto like as Mr. Irving Cooper will no doubt remember. Irv, by the way, died March 3rd, altho I am not sure if it was this year or last, maybe a call to Michael Steinhardt of Steinhardt of Steinhardt Partners one of these days, agree?

 

The problems of the world economy are far greater than even toddlers lighting up cigarettes worse yet, a principal who smokes who ducks in to a Vons supermarket store while advocating “Just say No” to the elementary school kids, G-d forbid spending their ever meager dollar earnings on Revlon Outrageous Shampoo to heck with Love That Pink Lipstick.

 

Idiots who pay attention to the up and down ticks in the stock market are thank G-d distracted enuf that they haven’t stopped spending even tho there really isn’t much going on in terms of value added unless of course you think it is a smart move that sum 752 new homes were built each day last year in Los Angeles Country alone.

 

Just like the game of chess is all about distracting your opponent to play to your advantage I have no doubt that there is at least one genius in addition to G-d behind some of the madness we see coming out of the Bush Administration including the recent decision by the FCC to empower the media giants to gobble up more small TV networks thanks in part to folks like Valerie Schulte of the “BAN” [sic] altho it is possible that the National Association of Broadcasters actually opposed this drive which will limit competition.

 

But and it is a very big BUT, in the end such actions by Colin Powell’s son who is chairman of the Federal Communications Commission will in time been seen as the death nail to the likes of NBC, ABC and CBS; guaranteed to soon place them in a death defying tailspin.

 

You may no that Colin Powell, a so-called “leftist plant” isn’t altogether deaf, dumb and blind and therefore it is unlikely his son is a complete moron. I am once again copying Polie Pollak the one time talking head on all the pop News shows for the brain dead, who like my former attorney Mr. James C. Ashworth seems to have gone AWOL in the hope that he will soon challenge me for a live debate on 60 Minutes and accordingly I am copying my buddy Matthew Margo a 60 Minutes attorney on this email as well.[2]

 

Now Sammy if you happen to know the name of Colin Powell’s son, better yet his email address please don’t hesitate to forward it to me, better yet save me the bother and forward him this email with a “FYI.”

 

Getting back on track, never to forget the media don’t really have in interest in hunting since they are either all bought & paid 4 or wear to much perfume that have their dogs pulling at their leashes, never never never to forget that walk with Mr. King Golden Esq. along the railway tracks in Del Mar where he told me that biblical story of the Pelican not being able to count on the lion to keep to his word, I don’t tho remember you testing whether the rev counter on your Mercedes blah blah allowed for the indicator to go around twice and so it may just have been you checking whether our property manager paid the utility bills this month, something fortunately I never have to worry about altho I sumtimes worry that the monies I paid SDG&E in advance a month or so back for our rock cabin may have been consumed by now.

 

Fortunately or unfortunately we have lots of candles and lamps that don’t require electricity and with the weather heating up taking a cold shower isn’t the end of the world, so why not go ahead, cool off a while and come back and read what remains?

 

Yes the feces remains from the time you had your toilet replaced which ended up in my one closet over a whole bunch of documents including tax receipts no longer smell. So when I get with Jeffrey Krinsk tomorrow for our 11:55AM PST lunch that will go on for no more than 75 minutes altho if I slow down on desert it is hily unlikely Jeffrey will just “up & go” especially if I am able to bring my new bride along which reminds me to use this email to let Jeffrey no to bring his check book along.

 

It turns out that Jeffrey was in fact waiting for me last Wednesday at Rainwaters but had failed to let his staff no that he would once again to be taking a break from the office in order to get his work done. Customarily he has to wait for a Padre home game to get down to business since “playing pong” is the name of the game at F&K.[3]

 

You may have heard that I am also working on updating the English language getting rid of outdated stuff like “gh” altho I don’t know yet how we are going to accommodate a word like “ugh” and so any contributions you may have will be gladly welcomed altho not necessarily generally accepted.

 

Again, we cannot make the same mistakes time and again by relying on people like audirtors to count accurately while coming up with fukukta nonsense like Generally Accepted Accounting Principals [GAAP] gaps to be taken ever so carefully especially when in either a Mini Cooper S or better yet The Ducati. No doubt the neighbors can’t wait for Marie to sell her house and be done with me + the “crotch rocket” which is what Jonathan calls the ST4S.

 

You no having once sold an insurance policy or too what is “usual & customary” can make the difference between heaven and hell and why it is so important that we don’t allow anyone not matter how small a criminal they are to mess with the system, i.e. once we start playing God distinguishing a small crook versus someone who suddenly goes lame thru no fault of their own other than they happen to have chosen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time as a sweeper leaves a wet spot in say a Walmart, G-d forbid a K-Mart then we should start out offering more than a cane or too, agree?

 

I keep looking in the trash can for boxes of Viagra but so far you seem to be doing without; relax now just wait for what I have in store for Martha Stewart and his chummy journalist friend Christopher Byron of the New York Observer.

 

There is a Dr. Kane who is one of the better known and undoubtedly more successful orthopedic “surgeans” in the area who at one time I believe may have been involved in selling vitamins which we no can be helpful especially as the food many of us inhale is nothing short of crap and I wont go much into the subject of farts being nothing more than airborne feces but when you are sitting down with perhaps the most skilled and experienced SCAL [Shareholder Class Action Litigator] in the land and you are handing over documents that may contain nothing short of the “blood evidence” to mention little of the short hairs of the those blond haired buxom girlfriends of yours commonly referred to as The Twins around the hiflying circles of LA who once owned the Black Mercedes 380SL which I am still trying to sell one has to be ever so careful, i.e. never take a friendship for granted and they don’t get much better than Jeffrey Krinsk.

 

It is possible that I may be around this 4th of July and I will be going out of my way to get an invite to The Party house in the entire state of California, at least that is my opinion and in some circles my opinion still counts and if one of my emails ends up blowing up the Revlon class action lawsuit settlement, so be it, mom.

 

Come on Sammy get a little hip and spend the bucks and buy the song that is going to galvanize our youth who are all our futures and of course there will be a spot for u the next go around. So what do you think of my red ant photo.

 

There is tho nothing like marrying your best friend which you no all about having been married now at least twice and of course there is that 4 odd year relationship with Judy who fell for your Israeli-Scottish accent and at one time obviously you were fairly good looking with a different hairdo than the one that makes you now look like a gollywood, Mr. Hollywood?

 

And a day doesn’t go by when at least one person doesn’t let me know that I am ugly. In fact yesterday my one banker after trying to impress upon him how ridiculous it is for me to be selling my one property up in Los Angeles simply because I haven’t filed Tax Returns in umpteen years responded, “I feel so blessed that I wasn’t born short and ugly and don’t forget to give Marie a very big hug from me before throwing me out of his branch.”

 

Providing current tax returns is a requirement of Washington Mutual before they will even consider refinancing this one property of ours despite a debt/equity ratio being well under 20% to mention little of me being an “above average” customer for sum umpteen years at least 3X as long as my delay in my filing personal income tax returns.

 

Now before you think of calling up the IRS and/or the California Franchise Tax Board may I suggest you first call Vincent over at the Washington Mutual branch on “Via Deli Villa” [sic] and see whether he thinks it would be a good idea for you or anyone else to set foot on what could be a rather nasty “rat trap” to mention little once again of not yet receiving a dime from Mr. Krinsk and/or his law firm for sum 4 odd years and nor would I expect the IRS to consider the overpriced meals he pays 4 “constructive dividends.”

 

And let me no whether you would like to join Vincent and I when I start covering “interest deductibility”, whether it be for “personal” or “business” purposes or better yet just buy a copy or too of my soon-to-be best selling book, agree?

 

Suffice to say I have made it my business over the course of the past several months certainly as long as I am behind in my tax filings, not that I owe a single dime, to keep these folks well apprised on everything I am doing never letting the opportunity slip by to tell them about Manager Minute One that I assure will hit at sum point the best sellers list altho if Mr. Krinsk and others grant me permission “to tell it all” unlike that yoyo Hilary it will undoubtedly shoot right to the top from the very instant MMI hits the book shelves and of course having been a consultant to a media powerhouse or too I am intimately aware of not only what sells butt the lengths some folks go to in getting their underlings to buy up all the issues the instant the bell rings making the call to the folks at the New York Times that much easier, co-opting the name of the game, agree?  

 

And of course Mr. Greenspam is dead wrong about the prospects for the economy in the “long term” and of course now wouldn’t be a smart time to defining what is meant by being short changed for I have no clue who might end up reading this particular email, children to be protected at all cost, agree?

 

There are a number of things are going thru my mind right now including whether or not to continue renting The Cave since it simply isn’t big enuf for my basic needs which are growing by the minute as “One Minute Manager” [sic] takes hold or should I say takes the world by Perfect Storm, catching up with each of our pasts no different to a dog running in circles trying to catch its tail, agree? Altho my dog mostly wants to chew on his penis which gets rather embarrassing at Xs.

 

It is now just after 7PM PST and so I will be moving things along ever so briskly.

 

Suffice to say I thought about rather than getting in to a bidding war with u tu take over the entire house since u are not as far as I know in a position to compete altho u could have struck it rich on one of your recent trips abroad, G-d only knows how someone like Robin on the Howard Stern show mite describe such actions, good or evil? Yesterday I heard her repeat the word “broad” which Howard had just used and then quickly corrected herself and said “person.”

 

Many of us are still so uncomfortable with using a word like “broad” which is most often used in derogatory way but then we allow our kids to watch a program like the Simpsons, knowing full well as William Randolph Hearst VI put, “The only thing people are interested in is tits and ass” although our Jonathan says it is simply fun but when is “Enuf is Enuf” agree?

 

So getting down to brass tacks I was thinking of a way to put a sm-ile on your face while trying to narrow down the individual or individuals who were responsible for letting down the front right tire of my Mini Cooper S not that long ago.

 

What if you were to agree to a lie-detector test conducted by a hily qualified examiner, your choice, someone currently working for the FBI or a former FBI agent who would just ask a series of questions aimed at eliminating you as a possible suspect. Now for all I know it could have been Marie herself looking for a way to avoid a commitment she made sum time back to marry me in 2028 and was willing to risk one or more of her too kids in the process.

 

I chose 2028 because I considered that by that time she would be in her prime and guess what 28 is a prime number, agree?

 

Naturally it could have been her former husband’s attorney Mr. George G. Hurst who is copied on this email altho I doubt it since both he and his client Dr. John Ben Stewart [JBS] know their way around the system to get others to do their dirty work, agree?

 

Now you don’t have to agree with anything I have said previously assuming you haven’t read any of my emails on this subject altho you should no that the email I sent u back on September 8th of last year, just too months to the day before the rigging of the California Gubernatorial, was used as a pretext to file a “false and misleading” complaint against me that resulted in JBS being granted a Temporary Restraining Order that lasted all of 6 weeks of hell which I have already discussed ad-infinitum.

 

More tho is to follow of that there can be no doubt even if my bride of sum 42 days were to decide when I return to the house possibly for dinner this evening tu poison me for using a photo of her without her permission, altho I took off her entire midsection, agree?

 

Just because u want to get married tu someone, the second most self-indulgent act nown to man for there really is no need, the first most self-indulgent act is to want to have kids 4 it is nothing more than a game of genetic roulette, agree?

 

Marriage makes everything just a little more complicated for there is always that desire to maintain one’s own identity “otherweiss” [sic] it is possible that one can become a “has-id” [sic] to the other.

 

All my wants tho in life having now been fulfilled no thanks to u and the rest of those relatively few who I have encountered who play it so “fast & loose”; willing to give the woman with the perfect smile, body to die for, and most of all an incredible brain to swirl around in, all the space she needs, she also being much smarter than me, getting me “fixed”, one Gary is hard enuf, no softy am I, agree?

 

Suggest is all I am capable of write now; Fun soon without the tears as I am all but certain our too beautiful kids will not turn out to be diks, at least not on my watch and of course should anything happen to me and/or Marie they will have the likes of Mr. Devin Standard as well as Mr. Jeffrey Krinsk to look to for nothing more than a caring hand, everything else either already being taken of or in the works, nothing like WIP [Work In Progress] agree?

 

So assuming you respond in kind and agree to my terms without there being any preconceived notions of your guilt or innocence in that rather pathetic move by a rather sick individual who would know that I am quite the family man bearing in mind that at the time I was in the protective custody of too members of Canada’s most elite, i.e. The Royal Canadian Mounted Police, then I will let our property manager no immediately upon giving him this month’s rent check that you can have full run of the entire household, i.e. I will move out and u can rev your Mercedes blah blah engine till Kingdom come, go back & forth as if you were sum Kingpin successful businessman, have the young and naive woman about town go “goo-goo Is” [sic] over u altho I haven’t seen you lately bring anyone over the border from Mexico.

 

All the best.

 

Me.

 

Ps – This email took me much longer than usual because of the difficulty I was having loading up the 25 hyperlinks, my wireless Internet connection for sum reason being incredibly slow. Tomorrow will, however, bring showers as I prepare Mr. Krinsk for what can be described as none other than a breath of fresh air; remember, “When the dialogue becomes too monologues it is the beginning of the end”, agree? And of course once I check this email tomorrow morning I will make the necessary changes in green. Rest up, the fireworks are only just beginning.

 

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[1] My mother, Zena Ash Gevisser Zulman wrote, Long Short Story of Masada that begins on page 54 of the January 1967 edition of The Hash-al-om, a publication put out by a community whose best excuse was that they were on Hash allowing “capos” to rule with an “iron fist” despite the decimation of the 3rd Reich sum 42 years earlier.

[2] Polie Pollak’s also goes by the name Davie Pollak. DP is explained in my Bottoms Up Schooling [BUS].

[3] My disappointment with Mr. Krinsk to mention little of my “error” in assuming he would blast off to Mars without first saying goodbye can be found in the “wallpaper” hyperlink.