248. Bernice explained that if the refrigerator was placed where it was it meant that one was facing west when one opened the door. West is the direction of the setting of the sun, so obviously opening the refrigerator door was inviting death into the kitchen. The object had to be placed so that one looked east when the door was opened.
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Friday, June 15, 2012
Buboni, Lost In The Woods, parts 248 - 251
Richard Britell June 15, 2012
249. The contents of the refrigerator, on view to Bernice's inquiring eye only confirmed her diagnosis. The thing had to be moved, but it also had to be emptied and steam cleaned. No more baloney, no more Miracle Whip, no more bacon and eggs, iceberg lettuce or Pepsi. All that seems so long ago now, that period of starvation, and the inconvenience of having to put the refrigerator down in the cellar so it faced in the correct direction.
250. All of those changes did not make things better at home for me. I tried my best to go along with the changes in my diet. I also began to exercise regularly, for the first time in my life. I would go for a long walk after dinner, sometimes for up to two hours. At first I went out about seven, but I took to going out later and later for my constitutional, and toward the end I would be out from two till six in the morning.
251. I had retired, I had nothing to do. I was sixty-four, and was living like a tortured prisoner in my own house. I thought to myself, "What if I live to be eighty-eight? My God, twenty four years of watching television and eating sprouts and tofu?" For the first time in my life I began to hate living, and then I started taking the sculpture class. Mrs. Festini, she was my salvation. But you don't want to know about all this, I'm sure.
Buboni, Lost In The Woods, parts 244 - 247
Richard Britell June 14, 2012
244. The reason I was acquainted with Feng Shui is because of my wife's friend Bernice, she is an expert, and teaches a course in it at the Museum where I was taking the sculpture class from Mrs. Festini. My wife invited Bernice over to the house to have a look at the layout. She felt that the bad Feng Shui of the house was the reason my wife and I were not getting along.
245. Bernice did not come right out and say it was the reason for the trouble between me and my wife, and as far as I know, there wasn't any trouble except for her objecting to my taking the sculpture classes on Saturday, from Mrs. Festini. She went through our house from top to bottom and her suggestions amounted to nothing short of tearing the whole house down and starting from scratch.
246. It was very odd the way that Bernice did not seem to understand that reconstruction was not an option. She felt the problems were so obvious, and the solutions so beneficial, that only an ignoramus would be raising objections. First of all the house faced the wrong way and was not tall enough for its width. Her husband had torn down their house twice already, so perhaps that is why she did not view it as an obstacle.
247. When I finally was able to convince her that I could not tear down the house, she said there were some things I had to do to get things going in the right direction. First was the front door, it had to be painted blue immediately, this was no problem. Then we had to find a different place for the refrigerator. The refrigerator was set in such a way that one was facing west when one opened the door.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Buboni, Lost In The Woods, parts 240 - 243
Richard Britell, June 13, 2012
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Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Buboni, Lost In The Woods, 236 - 239
Richard Britell June 12, 2012
236. I neglected to mention, Buboni was not with us at breakfast with the Abbot. He was indisposed because of a series of misfortunes that seemed to have attacked him during the night. Something he ate disagreed with him, and he was up over and over again with trips to the bathroom in the dormitory.
237. On his fifth trip to the bathroom there was a commotion at the top of the stairs, and then a sound for a few seconds like someone drying cinder blocks in a clothes drier. The sound, apparently, was Buboni falling down the dormitory stairs. After that he seemed to be able to get some sleep, but in the morning he went off to the Monastery's infirmary.
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