Hi, I'm Rick Harrington,.. and I think this site could be called my Blog if I'm not mistaken. Or maybe it's more of a MySpace kind of thing. Or my personal web site.
But what it basically is,.. is just a site with a bunch of information about Me along with things that I have to say.
This site was created for the people that got to know me through my original couch writing that was done in my living room in front of my TV...
And for people who know Me or know of Me from that couch writing.
That doesn't mean that friends of mine and other people can't come here and get to know about me or more about me if they like...
Some old friends of mine may like seeing some of the singing videos that I've made for here... I don't know... But I've never really showed anybody that I could sing in that way before.
I am currently having to make some changes to my web site because it was larger than my web server allows...
But I'm going to put everything that I can back into place...
"In time"...
The story of how my original couch writing began as I saw it and remember it...
Well,.. I think it all began in the year 1997 or 1998,.. I'm not sure exactly... But I was working on the San Manuel Indian Bingo & Casino at the time along with a couple friends of mine that I went to school with.
We were doing a lot of the painting that was going on there at that time...
One day while we were working there,.. one of the friends of mine named John,... decided to put a "Yes on Proposition 5" bumper sticker on his vehicle. And it caused me to think about doing the same...
I thought,.. well,.. their helping me by giving me work,.. so I think I can help them too by putting one of their "Yes on Proposition 5" bumper stickers on my work van. And I did put one on there,.. not knowing anything about the Proposition.
It wasn't long after that where some people around me started acting kind of strange. I can't think of how to explain that at this time,.. but one of the odd things that happened at that time,.. was,.. I came home from work one day and my Dad and Mom were in my house cleaning the whole house and acting like somethings up,.. but never really saying anything about it.
My parents have never been in my house cleaning it before like that,.. so I knew something was going on.
Then I think it was that night a girl came over my house... She wanted to sit right in front of my living room TV and discuss some Music deal that she was trying to sell me...
So me and her sat there talking about I don't even remember what... But she was giving me the impression that there may be a camera on us...
Anyway,.. so she ended up leaving,... and I was supposed to go and meet her at her work office on I think it was another night. But she wasn't there,.. and I had to talk to a different woman this time.
She sat me down going over this deal where I was going to have to pay over $10,000.00 dollars for a whole bunch of cassettes. Music on cassette tape. I think it was supposed to last for 5 years or more as I paid payments and could choose to get more cassettes every Month.
And they were going to throw in things like a new stereo and a DVD player.... But after an hour or so of talking with her about it I decided that "I'm not interested",... and told her so,.. and stuck to it.
She acted all disappointed along with telling me how that pretty girl that came over to my house isn't going to get her bonus if I don't go along with this deal...
I couldn't help but think as I was in there the whole time that,.. I don't even use cassettes,.. I'm not sure that anybody really does anymore...
Anyway,.. so it wasn't long after that,.. one night my house got gassed while me and my great Uncle Scott were sleeping in it... I don't know what the gas was,.. but I woke up in the middle of the night because of it feeling all groggy like. And when I realized that something was going on I got up out of bed and opened all the doors to air the house out.
When daylight broke,.. a relative of mine came over and knocked on my front door.. As soon as I opened it he goes: "Ha Ha,.. little sick?" acting all excited and strange... I said "no" and that was the end of that conversation as I remember it.
But that morning I got the impression in my mind that all that was about that Proposition 5 bumper sticker that I put on my work van... So the idea I came up with that morning (which later I thought of as "puss",.. like I may of never did that if I was in my right mind),.. but what I did was,.. I changed that bumper sticker on my work van from "Yes on Proposition 5" to "Proposition 5,.. The truth is: I don't know anything about it"...
Which was True though... And that morning I went out driving around with that new bumper sticker. I just drove all around to all the places where I've been driving lately and even parked up at San Manuel Indian Bingo for a while.
I think it may of been that day that I was driving my work van with the passenger door open,.. and a small white car with a guy driving and a girl passenger rode up beside me and the guy was all pissed off,.. yelling and screaming at me,... but I noticed that every time he tried to look over at me something stopped his head from turning and he could never look at me.
As if God kept him from ever looking directly at me.
Anyway,.. so that day I also got the impression that there was one other thing that "who ever these people are" want. And it was for me to stop smoking...
So I went along with it and stopped. Picked up all the ash trays around my house... And I think it may of been that evening when my friend John showed up at my house. I don't remember what we talked about,.. but I do remember what he looked like when he noticed the ash trays were gone.
It was like,.. he was involved in this along with my Relative,.. and he looked shocked to see the ash trays gone.
Seems like it wasn't long after this day where I had been noticing little things on TV that gave me the impression that the people that I was watching on TV could see Me.
One day,.. the cast from Buffy the Vampire Slayer were doing some special live show or something,.. and as I walked past my living room TV I put my hand down my pants.
One of the girls from Buffy the Vampire Slayer (I think she put her hand over her mouth) and she acted shocked at what I just did and was talking about what I just did.
And I think it was right there when My original couch writing began when I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote something like "it was just an adjustment" (that I was making inside my pants there) and held it up in front of my living room TV so that they could see it from some hidden camera that I always had the impression was inside my TV somewhere and maybe still is too.
And then all the members that were on that particular Buffy the Vampire Slayer show were acting,... well,.. I'm not sure how to say it correctly here,... I guess I could say,.. like I know they are watching me,... and now their not sure what to say anymore...
After that day I was eventually writing to all kinds of people that I was watching on TV in front of my living room TV. And some of them actually talked back to me too.
And around that time it was like they all wanted to know if there may be some special girl out there that I like,.. for some reason,... I don't know why they had that idea,.. but one day while they were interviewing a girl named Sheryl and a girl named Mariah,... butterflies swarmed Mariah,. and one even landed on her hand,.. and it was like they think they may of found the girl.
Soon after that Me and my friends were still working together,.. and people were still acting kind of strange around me,.. and I remember one day John was trying to get me to eat chicken on that day. It was like,.. "especially chicken"...
And that day was the day when I became vegetarian like and stopped eating things that have to be killed in order for me to eat them.
And I think it may of been that day when something happened in the world,.. and it was like all meats may of lost their scent and flavor... I remember seeing even the bugs that were crawling on the ground were acting strange at that time. And animals too... Like they were just kind of moping around picking at things...
And then it seems like it may of been the next night when a girl named Mariah did a special cooking show on TV and I got to talk to her for the first time ever as everybody on that show acted like they couldn't eat anything for some reason and they decided to throw (it looked like lettuce) at each other in the end...
It was Thanksgiving time then,.. It may be a very memorable Thanksgiving year for everybody that year the way I saw it...
I don't know...
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