Monday, January 23, 2006

I was so upset with this shocking attitude that I went home and ripped to pieces the photo of Hubbard I had on the wall. Next day I drove to Orlando just to get away from Clearwater and Flag land Base. When I returned I found Mary Voegeding, President of Flag Service Org and Danny Keough inside my apartment building. They had gained access by sneaking in through a side door and past another security door. I did not invite the up to my apartment as they were not welcome. I spoke to them for a while in the lobby area and then asked them to leave.

They merely wanted to make sure I would not cause a local public relations "flap". They were not interested in my well-being.

That last sentence would sum up all my experiences with Scientology.


24 years
-- including attaining the vaunted "O.T. VIII" -- summed up with that? Ouch. Interesting guy (and good artist), horrifying cult, good read.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Yes, I'm still alive, and so is my dad, who was born on this day several years ago. Happy Birthday dad!

Sorry for the unusually long lapse in entries; life's been a bit odd lately and I just didn't feel like writing anything. I hope 2006 is treating you well, and if you're the fantasy type, go see Narnia even though your money will go to Disney. They really did a good job on this and I think it deserves to be supported. (I especially enjoyed Tilda Swinton as the witch; a movie like this will fall flat without a strong villain and I thought she rocked it pretty hard, especially with the swordplay.)