Happy Birthday, Paul and Ringo!

I feel obliged to my readers (I'm including those who may read this a hundred, perhaps even a thousand years from now, so we're talking about trillions of people, right?) to provide a relatively immediate response to the recent Paul McCartney news story regarding his upcoming ballet. And not because anyone would ever include me among the world's ballet lovers.

A Feb. 23rd New York Times article states the premise of Paul McCartney's upcoming ballet as:

"involving two worlds — the ocean kingdom.... and the earth kingdom"

In my blog's "Statement of Purpose" (at the top of each blog page) I refer to my story "Endless Voyage" (written when I was 10, in 1965) as having been..... well.... "source material" of sorts for a number of Beatles works. You laugh. I understand.

In the second blog article I ever wrote, "A Few Words About My Statement of Blog Purpose" (August 10, 2008, which is additionally published at Archive.Org as part of Volume One of my collected blog articles), I was specific about the premise of "Endless Voyage":

"And so, dispassionately, the human race would be divided in half, and the question of what to do with all the people resolved, by sending half to live beneath the sea, to become a group of strangers to the other half of the human race."

This is not to say any of this is new. There's the ancient story of the ancient undersea world of Atlantis, which McCartney friend and "Yellow Submarine" song contributor Donovan sang about; there's Jimi Hendrix, for whom McCartney was a benefactor at a certain point to a degree, who sang at that same time about people being able to breathe underwater. I conjecture that both Hendrix and Donovan doing so could have been in alignment with the same thing, through McCartney. Far more importantly (should one be inclined to compare the importance of such things), I believe McCartney's alignment with my "Endless Voyage" story (which I didn't regard as a Beatles starting point until certain occurrences in my life, work, and in the life and work of the members of the Beatles, which I believe continue to occur to this day, to this blog article, in fact!) warrants at least a degree of consideration. Certainly I must point it out.

I plan to give more time to this (in spite of it regarding ballet), however, just now I am preoccupied with remembering today as George Harrison's birthday. Happy to remember the Beatle who in some ways is best remembered as not being John, Ringo or Paul. And is also remembered as being George.

All The News That's Fit To Make You Think I'm Nuts

The Telephone Game
For quite some time now, I have "felt" myself to be in the sites of people involved with "Ripley's Believe It Or Not".... I'm somehow "getting" that they want me to come up with a "Believe It Or Not" dance.... they need me to express in this dance the idea, "you ain't gonna believe this unless you take all kinds of trouble to research how I'm not a liar but worthy of your having great belief in me"..... that I should go through life with many of the important things I might need to say being tinged with a feeling of, "believe it or not". Someday I hope to prove in a soundbite how this feeling has been given to me, and is not of my own device. I just know I can prove it all in a soundbite.

Sorry, I just need to say the kind of stuff contained in the preceding paragraph every now and then. Should you read on, you may possibly see the relevancy for this being one of those every now and then occasions.

I Shot The Walnut
So yesterday I'm on my way to the nut house again (the Somis Nut House in Somis, California, where I get my almonds and walnuts, however, my readers may recall that I prefer to provide my detractors the chance to go, "Yeah, he belongs in the nut house!" at every possible opportunity, thus, I choose my words in a way that helps set up such remarks, it's the least I can do). And I'm right at that stretch where Paul McCartney drove by for my benefit once (see my August 8, 2010 blog, "Stuck In Traffic, Not"). I believe I reported that incident as hard to believe in most respects - it meant McCartney, on whom I have been a huge influence over the years, ran to California all the way from Canada for a day or so, in relation to my email to someone. Not like the new Clapton song about running back to someone's side, rather, more like a billionaire flying in a super-luxury version of first class so why really care about where you're flying to anyway, it's gonna be a fun time. Or so goes the theory. In fact, it was in that same blog that I expressed how I looked up on the Internet where on the globe McCartney was supposed to be, in order to help me evaluate whether I could actually have seen him then. And at some point after that I did a blog article about seeing someone who looked like another person I've been an influence on, Eric Clapton, after which I looked up his whereabouts on the Internet, at which point I learned the siting coincided with the day of Clapton's announcement of his first album in five years - as if someone knew the siting would cause me to look him up on the Internet that one day in five years.

One would also have to read other things I've written about Clapton, in order to more properly appreciate how I would construe this siting (and others) as having been specifically intended for me.

So there is Jerry Seinfeld driving by in his car talking on a cell phone, right in Paul McCartney's spot. Should I add in the fact that the person to whom I had sent that email that led to the August 2010 moment happens to be among those connected in a certain way with when Michael Richards of "Seinfeld" attended my school (CalArts)? Or that Seinfeld on a talk show appearance once talked and talked about introducing McCartney at an Obama thing? Another thing that should also be regarded as related: my Oct. 25, 2009 and Nov. 29, 2009 blogs, which essentially prove my major influence on the "Seinfeld" reunion on "Curb Your Enthusiasm". I've also mentioned in previous blogs how the entire last season of "Seinfeld" was seriously influenced by me as well.

What does it mean? Nothing. It's Seinfeld, it's not supposed to mean anything. The guy who played Uncle Leo on "Seinfeld" just died in Burbank, 50 miles from where I saw Seinfeld, he has a funeral to attend. That's the only sense most people need to make of this stuff.

Head of the Hats
I have often referred to my influence on "Smallville". Without going into detail, recently, shortly after a certain famous person drove by me/looked at me while she was wearing a certain hat, which I construed at the time as having been for my benefit for reasons I also won't go into, an episode of "Smallville" (Feb. 18th) featured the same type hat as serving to keep Green Arrow's identity secret. This episode in general related to Clark Kent coming up with something to wear to keep his identity secret.

I Follow You, Clapton
A recent news story went into a degree of detail regarding the great interest Kim Jong Il's son has in Eric Clapton. (This fact goes into storage until Ahmadinejad and his Steinhoff-mania can be tied in.)

How To Handle A Whiter Shade Of Deeper Blue Pail

This past week I believe I have possibly received two secret messages from Paul McCartney, and feel quite certain of one of the two. (For those who are caught a little off-guard by this kind of crazy-talk, I frequently mention in my writing how I am a secret influence on this particular Beatle, as well as on other Beatles, and Stones, and others. There, after that explanation it won't all sound like crazy-talk, right?)

As I said, I am less certain of one of the two possible secret messages than the other, and this less certain one, it would be almost impossible to describe, and would furthermore require that you accept my word for quite a bit besides.... I know, I'll leave that one out of the history books, and only describe the one I'm more certain about! (I don't know why I'm not always narrowing down your view of these things in this same precise manner.)

ONE
In my September 12, 2010 blog article (additionally self-published at Archive.Org, therefore verifiable that I didn't recently re-edit it to fit this present observation), in a comment on a subject I often remark upon (how I have been a significant influence on Paul McCartney in numerous ways over the years), I state:

"....my expectation that the movie, 'Everybody's Fine' would have contained something related to me/my material (as tends to be the case when a movie is made for which Paul McCartney contributes a song)...."

TWO
A Feb. 1, 2011 article states that Paul McCartney is working on the music for a surfing movie entitled, "A Deeper Shade of Blue".

THREE
In my August 28, 2010 blog article (additionally posted at Archive.Org) I refer to the song, "A Whiter Shade of Pale" as being right there at a moment in a video of mine (my 1998 "Gosk 2" video, also at Archive.Org, posted 2005) that has, in a recent burst of Steinhoffmania, become part of recent, separate focuses by important folk. In that same blog article I characterize this "Whiter Shade Of Pale" moment in "Gosk 2" as existing in connection with (recently in many instances) Tim Burton/Johnny Depp/"Alice In Wonderland", "Smallville", the kitchen sink, Paul McCartney, Joni Mitchell, and of course, the Iranian President (I should add that the title of that 8/28/10 blog article regarded the "Whiter Shade of Pale" moment in my video). I am leaving out many people/things also connected here, to limit it to those who suddenly at the same time were interconnecting to it (not McCartney and Michell, you see, oh, just read the 8/28/10 blog article sometime already).

From the 8/28/10 blog article:
"Vinkalert suddenly notices that the greenish-blue plastic pail he's been carrying has become purple. Shocked, he drops the pail to the ground, as the Procol Harum song, 'Whiter Shade of Pale' is heard."