Suburban Summer II: Work & Play

Alright, this is the second chapter of this blog here. The same thing happened last year. On June 20, 2008, another live party took place at two houses away from mine in my neighborhood. I was working for my neighbor for a few hours. I got paid and then I watered the rest of the plants. My neighbor as leaving again. As I was watering the plants in the front yard, the sun began to set. As the sun was setting, many vehicles were filling the street and the people were walking up the street. I was still watering the plants for my neighbor and five minutes later, I smelled a barbeque. It was far, but not that far. I have good nostrils when I smell something. They do act up sometimes. When I got finished with my work, I went home. I recycled five cans to put with my aluminum can collection. And once again, I heard music and a live disc jockey. I saw colored lights again. Whe I was putting the aluminum cans away for the collection on my back porch, I took a peek at the scene. I walked outside down the stairs from my back porch and walked to get a closer look while standing in my yard. If I had a pair of binoculars, maybe I could view the scene up close. Maybe I would be watching the scene on satellite television. In my last chapter, I mentioned about the Sirius Satellite Radio in another dimension by sitting next to your window or an open door. Even when you're outside in your garden. Maybe it could be another dimension of satellite television. I remember when I was a teenager, I went on my front porch and in my driveway to listen to the music that was playing by the disc jockey at the party that happened at nighttime. I assume that this is a rare personal nocturnal event almost every summer. Maybe soon, I will see it through, seek the truth, and see what is really happening. Next day in the afternoon when I was walking to my grandparents' house to deposit ten dollars in my life savings, I picked up a few aluminum cans off the street from the party scene to put with my collection. I picked them up as I was walking the road I live on. Thank you for listening to me and I wish you all Peace and Tranquility. You have my word.

Be God's.