Frank Remus

The sun was bright and free from restriction. Fluffy clouds moved at a quick pace. Abundance of blue sky remained. The skylight beamed from a rooftop. 2 crows flapped with exertion, cawing as they passed me by. 2 more crows followed behind. Water pools rippled on the roof. The shimmering tree was noisy and active. Many trees wildly moved, as the wind held a strong current. Black hornet returned to her lair. 2 crows returned to the south, with their 2 companions following behind. It was 11:08. After arduous inner training, it was a good time to put the weights down, and let go of the chains that bind. I felt better after rigorous effort, but it isn’t easy to pause for a break. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Her mountain of love was bushy with rolls of treetops covering. Green was in shadow and light. Clouds travelled at the same tempo, as one expansive procession. A gigantic stork bird passed directly over the roof. Her tan feathers looked like leather or suede. Trees were alight with highlights. They were so fluffy and danced in the wind. They were filled with joyous movement. 2 black hornets returned to their lair after 1 of them arrived at the back door. They busily inspected minute specks on the gravel. They didn’t like to be too close to each other. The hornets would forage for something in the dirt, then close down as if asleep and then start flicking their long black wings. They would start back up again. This continuous process made me wonder if they were feasting on germs in the dirt. After one hornet finished ‘eating’ her shape stretched out longer. She unwound to become more of herself. Clouds were gently passing, as I felt better. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

My black politics loves her dictator’s arrest. My monster wrestling loves her martial arts heaviness. My insect window loves her dirt weeds. My earth capture loves her safe zoo. My chasm stumble loves her steep road stop sign. My cough germs love her preventing sickness. My discouraging fate loves her overwhelming counter-balance. My misunderstood impossibility loves her real practical power. I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “At the voice of thy cry; when he shall hear it, he will answer thee.” –Isaiah 30:19. I love Anna Dirksen.

Meanwhile, Tristan phoned and let me say hello in many strange voices just for fun. I enjoyed listening to T-Rex’s Dandy In The Underworld. It was Marc Bolan’s last record before he was killed in a car crash after Ros’s show about her pregnancy that Bibi set up. Niles asks his brother for another couple’s therapist while Frasier is determined to find an ethical agent. Ben wants to raise Frasier’s public profile with a crane at the zoo. Martin is pecked and poked. Bibi remarks “When there’s a dirty job to be done, you can’t go wrong with a Mormon.” And so Lisa visits the planetarium. She wants to be an astronomer but she can’t find a dark enough place for her telescope because of the light pollution. The documentary filmmaker insults her while the bounty hunter named Ice says, George Sr. was dead and buried in Mexico. Gob said he would be buried in his father’s place and one week later rise from the grave.

On CBC News Morning, Suhana Meharchand wore an orange jacket with a white top and orange necklace. Kevin “Boomer” Gallant wore a red and yellow Hawaiian shirt and yellow cap. Melanie Nagy wore a red sweater. Nisha Patel wore a pink top with black jacket and slacks. On CBC News Today, Nancy Wilson wore a green jacket with white top. On CBC News at Six, Nancy Wood wore a red blouse.

Cycling Tragedy, Homecare First, Happy Birthday Quebec, Fair Bit Of Sun Tomorrow. Daniel Hurtubise was killed while cycling through Manitoba on the Trans-Canada highway to raise money for the Juvenile Diebetes Research Foundation with his 2 children and another man.  A car ran into them. As reported by Amanda Pfeffer in a black vest and white blouse. A man pleaded not guilty for stabbing his wife 34 times. He claims he was helping her commit suicide. Teenager Sentenced, Assault Arrests and Hebert Remembered. Quebec now offers children suffering from immune deficiencies a treatment they can have right in their home. As reported by Gerri Barrer in a black blouse with red roses and purple flowers. The forecast with Kristen Falco in an grey tweed jacket with black slacks and an orange top at a current temperature of 25 degrees, feeling like 28 with 20 km/h winds. Today’s high was 26 degrees. Record high was 35.0 in 1964. Record low was 9.4 set in 1982. Storm Damage and talking on the phone while driving is now illegal in Quebec. Fines will be $115 plus 3 demerit points. Drivers talking on the phone are 38% more likely to be involved in an accident. As reported by Stephanie Tremblay. “A chance of wet weather but dry conditions for the next few days” to Habitat and the break.

Returning for the weather with Kristen Falco and 83 mm of rain is the record for June. Montreal received 60 mm this month. Current temperature was 25 degrees, feeling like 28 with 20 km/h winds. Tonight’s low will be 16 degrees, feeling like 16 with 15 km/h winds. Tomorrow it will be 26 degrees, feeling like 29. The 5-day forecast is 26 27 23 23 24. A beautiful sunny day instore for Canada Day with a strawberry bumper harvest in Lennoxville, as reported by Jessica Brown. 240 babies were studied for research on why sugar seems to alleviate pain for newborns. As reported by Maureen Taylor in an orange jacket. Dermatologist Shortage and the Jazz festival live to the break.

Returning for the day’s closing numbers including oil at $140 a barrel. The government insists the 2.5 cent carbon tax will be revenue neutral in B.C. Few people in the heartland believe that. As reported by Chris Brown. Followed by Plattsburgh Shuttle and Top Story: Charity Cyclist Tragedy killed a man from St-Bruno. Amanda Pfeffer did a similar trip a few years ago and a death occurred in very similar circumstances. The Trans-Canada Highway has some trecherous patches that cyclists should steer clear of. A flatbed truck rolled over in New Brunswick, releasing 330 crates of bees, to the number of 12 million. As reported by Catherine Harrup in a pink blouse and black jacket. Keep that umbrella on hand tonight and keep it at home on Canada Day. Followed by the break.

Returning for the most viewed on www.cbc.ca and Canadian RCMP officers are training Afghan soldiers to be future bodyguards. As reported by Paul Hunter. Landis Ban Upheld. Robert Mugabe Attends Summit in Egypt and losts of sun for the start of July to the Jazz festival crowd to the break. Returning for a second look at the weather with Kristen Falco. “We’re in for a beautiful sunny day tomorrow and a nice clear night.” Tonight’s low will be 16 degrees, feeling like 16 with 15 km/h winds. Tomorrow morning it will be 18 degrees, rising to 26 and falling to 17. The 7-day forecast is 26 27 23 23 24 25 28. The big kick-off for celebrating Quebec City’s 400^th anniversary begins. Lynne Robson asks why we are celebrating “a time of war and epidemics.” Celine Dion is giving a free concert on August 22^nd. Paul McCartney will be on the Plains of Abraham on July 20^th. CBC News at Six will have special coverage of the celebrations on Thursday at 6 pm. Followed by the break.

The Scene withi Cheryl Rosebush in a grey blouse for Woody Allen’s New Orleans Jazz band performing for the first time in Montreal and Public Enemy back in Montreal for the first time in 10 years. The Canada Day Parade starts at 11 am followed by what’s open and closed on the holiday. Silver for Team Canada and a last check on the weather with Kristen with sunny skies for tomorrow. Current temperature was 25 degrees, feeling like 27 with 22 km/h winds. Nancy Wood signed off for the evening.

I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News at Six re-reportage of adverse, blocking, closed, command, confining, control, corrupt, counter-balance, criminal, dangerous, defending, difficult, discouraging, fate, fighting, frustrating, guarded, halting, harassing, hard, hazardous, heaviness, hindering, hurtful, impossibility, inferior, misunderstood, obey, overloaded, overwhelm, power, practical, preventing, pushing, real, repress, restricting, secure, sensation function, sickness, sinful, specifying, strengthen, stressful, troubled, unfortunate, unpleasant, unruly, unsatisfactory, vile and wrong.

Grey skies were like a fog. Soft-focus clouds darkened the north. A cool breeze rustled the trees. A rumbling rolled in the distance, like some kind of thunderous waves, or gigantic stomach growl. A crow cawed twice as I was listening. Trees showed their underwear. Leaf upsides lent them an elegant frosting. Darker trees were bushy and full. 2 zebra-striped spiders craweled on the yellow brick wall. One crawled up and one crawled down. They paused when they got close, then continued on their way, their mandibles flicking the bricks they perused. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

The roof had a few large pools from the torrent of rain from last night. Tristan and I got soaking wet, walking in it, on the way to the video store and back. It was uncomfortably muggy in my apartment today. We had a communication problem this weekend.We got angry at each other more than once. I’m devoted to have it resolved.  I want to change what we do together and curb excess playstation activity. Before Tristan returned to his mother, we watched I Am Legend. We watched a little Criss Angel last night. Tristan wanted to see Hellboy instead. Criss suspended his mother on a broom, the way he used to do when he was 14. He escaped a car underwater in tribute to his uncle who died in a car underwater. Meeting newlyweds Criss said true magic is when couples marry, as he gently stirred their wedding rings in champagne. When Criss was done the 2 rings were linked as one. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

What was restricting was coming undone. Like the tiny spider I scaled the surface of a wall. The aching subsided as I covered it. Away from the build up of edge came her softness moving in. Black hornet was hovering near her lair under the green elevator room stair. Gravel and dirt was damp. The soft wind was relaxing.  I had a sweet dream of Anna. Deep locks of confinement were slowly dissolving. They seemed to go down to the core. It was 10:29. My emotions were prime. I was what I was as best as I could. I was observing exactly what I was to foundaton senses. I sought to be one with my body and soul. With her in my heart, it will be golden. Dark spans of cloud came in from the north. Dark lithe birds play chased around and around. Orb of Sun was nowhere to be found. Her mountain of love was in faint mist. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Orb of Sun made an appearance. It beamed for an instant. Crows cawed in the distance. Black hornet hung around the green awning. Flies buzzed this way and that. A green fly landed on my love diary page. She parked on the word “around.” Her soulmate landed on my knee. Then they circled around each other in front of me. 3 pigeons landed on the roof ledge and it was time to head in. My pounding skull loves her skeleton warrior. My lethal shark loves her deadly crocodile. My balloons bursting love her broken window shards. My worms love her decomposing dictator. My vampire divorce loves her betrayal eradicating. My concentration camp building collapsing loves her Nazi death camp abandonment. My nuclear power vessel broken loves her rubble smashing explosives. My tornado assault loves her blasting hurricane. My overturning fate loves her destiny operating. My red anger loves her black power. I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “And every one that hath forsaken houses, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my name’s sake, shall receive an hundredfold, and shall inherit everlasting life.” Matthew 19:29. I love Anna Dirksen.

The air was saturated with damp. A low-grade heat felt like a sauna. It was muggy. Orb of Sun was a glowing disk set in grey foam. Crows were cawing from the far north. More bird chirping came from the east, rather than the usual south. They were quiet beside me. I grappled with yesterday’s ache as if it was a revolving door, or some sort of shifting mechanism. Sirens rang out at exactly 10:30. Black hornet inspected the gravel. A dog barked, sounding so human. It was an active morning, with distant hammering, plenty of birds and flow of traffic. 2 sparrows flew together as soulmates. The air was heavy, almost stale. There was no wind at all. Her mountain of love was under mist. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Lovebird twittered in the tree. A small dog barked, another replied. The black lithe birds returned to the sky. A car screetched to a halt. Trees didn’t stir at all. I was slowly absorbing the heat. Flies buzzed by my ear a few times. I closed my eyes to see if I could fit myself together in my enclosure, and take a complete leap of faith. My eyesight improved in the midst of this to 3-dimensional shapes. My potential focus was returning. I scanned my extremeties for signs of displacement. A green fly landed on my love diary page. She lept onto my hand but got frightened away by the page as it arose by the wind. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

A jet careened in the foggy air. 3 black hornets arrived and began inspecting the gravel. Their long black antennae moved like they were touching the rocks. Their slender wings flickered as they explored. The 3 entered black hornet’s lair under the green elevator room stair. I moved a safe distance away from there. I was achieving a level of well being and clarity I haven’t seen since before the mishap –some sort of time and space displacement. Current congestion moved more smoothly. It was a matter of time and attention upon the matter at hand. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

My improvement was its own reward. I was relieved to find it was coming. If you hold yourself sacred, then healing will no doubt occur. Something that was restricting was losing grasp. It was releasing from many regions at once. Something began righting itself. A dog barked, a puppy yelped. A third dog barked with mufffled voice. I went downtown with Tristan today. He exchanged his second game controller. The one he got was defective. It took a very long time in the store because the clerk couldn’t find the inventory number. Tristan got his new Dragonball Z game but it took a very long time in the second store as well because the clerk couldn’t locate the disk for his new game. And it took a very long time to get home because the bus we were catching arrived twice as late. Last night, I played Bowie’s Station to Station while love-writing and Tristan played his GTA game. I turned off the CD after Word on a Wing, and immediately Bowie’s song Somebody Up There Likes Me came on Tristan’s car radio station. After the song ended, the DJ commented, “There’s a man who will never sell-out to do car commercials.” Tristan really likes the song, so I picked up Young Americans for him. I also got Trisector by Van Der Graaf Generator. On this rainy Saturday, we enjoyed these 2 albums. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Tristan and I went for a walk in the pouring rain. We watched the film Peaceful Warrior. My bodywork baptism loves her washing water spirits. My red dreamwork mandala loves her green Christ. My emergency alarm loves her hospital ambulance. My green wisdom drinking loves her breath of life teaching. My treasure source loves her falling water pool. My homeopathic relief loves her comfort conservation. My piggy bank money loves her bank loan. My flying saucer intervention loves her spaceship survivor. My hero energy loves her wholeness healer. My reliable work loves her achiever values. My risk-taking leader loves her posessed courage. I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” -Romans 8:28. I love Anna Dirksen.

Orb of Sun glowed from behind a white fog that covered most of the sky. Blue bled through in faint daubs. Her mountain of love was under haze. A light shone from a distant rooftop. It was the sunlight on a glass skylight. The time was 10:45. A tiny brown spider crawled on my blue shirt. The breeze was cool enough. The air was laden with moisture. Heat and light from the Orb of Sun was diffuse in the fog. The warmth felt like a gentle sauna. I was slowly coming together. The fractured and the aching were making an harmonious being. Black hornet emerged from her lair. She paused to inspect the damp earth. Another one landed close by. She flickered her long black wings and set fly. Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.

The shimmering tree was completely still. Other trees stirred as sonnambulists. A dragonfly paused on the roof ledge.  Noisy air conditioners rattled and droned. Dark clouds now obscured Orb of Sun. No crows were cawing; no dogs were barking, no black lithe birds cavorting. They came out later on. Road traffic streamed at a steady rate. All was rather murky, with no contrast or depth of field. A tiny fly circled my head. Her crisp buzz entered my ears. Everything was waiting for rain. The atmosphere vibrated with humidity. Lovebirds visited under the gren awning. They were chirping with enthusiasm. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

My inward image experience loves her essence photograph. My marriage ceremony meal loves her green harvest dress. My organic bread loaf sculpture loves her healthy body ripeness. My realizing commitments love her consummate achieving. My house caring completed loves her baby making plans. My dreamwork communication loves her fulfilling breakthrough discussion. My actor-recording test loves her natural actress performance. My sun boat built loves her travel ticket gift. My authentic athlete loves her swimming prize. My letter writing loves her traveling book. I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” –John 14:27. I love Anna Dirksen.

Meanwhile, Tristan returned in his green T-shirt and khaki shorts, excited about a new Dragonball Z video game, but it was Martin’s worst Christmas ever. He and Eddie performed in the Christmas pagaet, and everything went awry when Homer uncovered Marge’s memory chest of stuff from when they were going out. He found out it was her worst date ever when he played videogames and got drunk. Homer’s afraid he ruined his wife’s life, and moves into an apartment complex for divorced fathers. Homer relocates to the gay village and shares an apartment with 2 gay men. When Homer doesn’t make it for his reconcilliation dinner with Marge, Lucille hires a private detective; Gob hires a bounty hunter, and George Sr. is mourned in a Mexican church.

Briefly tonight, on CBC News Morning, Heather Hiscox wore a red jacket. On CBC News Today, Nancy Wilson wore a green blouse.  On Living Montreal with Sue Smith, healthy body exercise for pregnant mothers, bottles of wine, housework done by men. On CBC News at Six, Michel Godbout wore a black jacket, pale yellow shirt and a brown and white tie. Tried As a Youth, Splash Brigade, Taste of Summer, Fair then Rain, Democrats United, Mandela’s Birthday Bash. Current temperature was 26 degrees, feeling like 32 with 6 km/h winds. Today’s high was 26.3. The record set was 32.8 in 2007. The record low was 7.4 in 1986. Tonight’s low will be 18 degrees, feeling like 25 at 7 km/h winds. Tomorrow it will be 28 degrees, rising to 35 and falling to 18…Michel signed off for the evening.

I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News at Six re-reportage of accomplish, attain, authentic, autonomy, awarding, breakthrough, building, caring, carrying out, commitments, complete, consummate, definite, determining, earn, essence, executing, experience, finishing, fulfill, harvest, inward, making manifesting, natural, perform, plans, possibility, potential, realizing, ripeness, satisfy, substantial, tangible, and to make real.

Gusty wind blew without relent. It was deep and full and soft. Orb of Sun was slowly baking the grey gravel. Overcast sky was a wash of grey cloud, with a smattering of fluffy ones just for show. Blue sky looked like earth from space. The expanse of it was like a dome. The road maintained an ongoing groan. In the distance, machinery drone, and the grind of a circular saw. Trees rustled quite loudly around me.  Black hornet strived to navigate the resistance of wind, but she crash-landed on the aluminum siding. A fat fly buzzed in my face with the intensity of an electric razor. She was gone in the blink of an eye. Dark lithe birds chirped with joy in the sky. I observed the edge of my internal construction as it blended in with gelatin. Black hornet was always around. She was making me feel cautious. I did not want to be stung. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.  

I enjoyed the full force of the wind blowing my hair. Lovebirds were deep in the trees. Black hornet landed on the grey gravel. She was baffled by something. Her antennae were feeling around. She became aware of my presence when I turned in my chair to check see what she was doing. Before I knew it, she was gone. Then she returned and buzzed nearby. She took off at the last second as a tease. I scaled the elevator room stairs. I did not want her to be so aware. The sky glowed with haze. My eyes squinted in the diffuse light. I loved her misty mountain of love. Black hornet was back again. I followed my depths from a thread. A little green fly landed on my love diary page, but she was off like a shot. Black hornet became busy investigating something on the paint surface of the green roof ledge. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Tristan returned to his mother today because it’s her 44^th birthday. He finished his dog drawing for her card. I will see him tomorrow. I visited the video store to see what we’d watch tomorrow. The clerk and I talked at some length about all the Godzilla movies we saw. He has the boxed set of 7 in store. We talked about the monsters wrestling and superhero movies. I’m looking forward to seeing Hellboy 2. Yesterday Tristan bought a second controller for his Playstation 2. We played GTA San Andreas together. I struggled hard to make my character move or do simple things like walking or stabbing or driving a car into the wall. I was always crashing in the same car. Tristan is so adept that I was always becoming his victim. After listening to Led Zeppelin, we looked up the ‘reversed version’ of Stairway to Heaven to investigate the truth of its ‘satanic message’. I concluded the message was merely weird poetry somebody imagined was backwards in the bittersweet song. We watched George Carlin Jamming in New York. It was quite befitting after a good discussion we had on the friction Tristan perceives between ‘old time religion’ mentality and the probing, intelligent mind that freely embraces the new with technology in tow. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

My black wrestlers love her red match. My political victim loves her arbitration heroes. My storm hitting loves her lightning sports. My enemy exertion loves her frustration strategy. My earthquake headache loves her opposing stress. My snake coiled around a victim loves her snake rape prevention. My business labour loves her risking competition. My rams butting heads loves her passive resistance.  My battle submarine test loves her power play.  My Darwinian evolution loves her shooting volcano.  I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shal doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.” –Psalm 126:6. I love Anna Dirksen.

Meanwhile, Niles gives Maris an antique saddle for her birthday. She gets stuck to it while Daphne introduces Frasier to an underwear model at the Fox and Whistle. At Martin’s card game with pregnant Ros, Frank says he remembers when “my Annie was pregnant.” He told Ros, “There’s nothing more romantic than a pregnant bride.” Daphne regrets bringing Frasier down to the bar. They duel with darts while Maris gives Niles her Lady Godiva impression at the Botanical Gardens where the Sumarian century flower opens, letting out noxious fumes. After Maggie’s birthday party, Moe reads her a bedtime story. He becomes her fast friend.  She wants Moe to read Alice in Wonderland. This reminds him of the erotic film Alice in Underwear. Marge discovers Maggie has followed the mobsters to Little Italy and she’s scared. Homer is only afraid “my snake farm” is not discovered before phase 2 of the Bluth construction project. Lindsay wants diamond cream for $400. George Michael wants some for his girlfriend Anne. Starla is Gob’s new business model. The model home collapses at the ribbon-cutting.

On CBC News Morning, Heather Hiscox wore a white jacket. “Boomer” Gallant wore a black and white Hawaiian shirt with a yellow cap. Nil Koksal wore a white sweater with a brown blouse with white dots. Nisha Patel wore a blue blouse with a black sweater. Zach Goudie wore an orange shirt. Adrienne Arsenault wore a grey jacket with a green blouse. On CBC News Today, Nancy Wilson wore a white yellow and pink jacket. Jeannie Lee wore a grey blouse. Suhana Meharchand wore a green jacket with a white top. On CBC News at Six, Michel Godbout wore a grey jacket with a pale yellow shirt and a grey tie. The City Is Jazz, CSIS Chastised, Trashing Your Tank, Active Weather In The Area.

Jazz Festival Opens today and there’s a Leonard Cohen tribute tonight at 9:30. Free shows include The Little School Of Jazz and The Montreal Musical Instrument Show. As reported by Cheryl Rosebush in a yellow jacket with green top. Jazz fans are coming in from everywhere. 2.5 million will visit, eat, drink and shop. As reported by Stephanie Tremblay in a white blouse. Frank Cavallaro with the weather in a yellow tan jacket with white shirt and white with grey stripes tie. A severe thunderstorm watch is on for Montreal at a current temperature of 24 degrees, feeling like 30 with 24 km/h winds. Today’s high was 25.2. The record high for this date was 33.3 in 2003. 7.22 was the record low in 1970.

The Supreme Court chastised Canada’s spy agency, CSIS for the destruction of its operational notes pertaining to the security certificate for Adil Charkaoui. He considers this judgement a victory. As reported by Amanda Pfeffer in a black jacket and green blouse. Suspect Sought for beating up a man in the metro. Montreal police release metro surveillance video. It can be viewed on the website at www.cbc.ca/montreal. Update: 2 men arrested with Metro Murder Charges, followed by Prostitution Ring, with 8 people under arrest. Gang Member Cleared and, Alex Hilton, Boxer Arrested. Jazz festival scenery to the break. Returning for the weather with Frank Cavallaro and a severe thunderstorm watch is still on. Current temperature was 25 degrees, feeling like 29 with 22 km/h winds. Tonight it will be 17 degrees, feeling like 22 with 15 km/h winds. Tomorrow it will be 25, feeling like 31. The 5-day forecast is 25 25 24 22 19. A 7-year-old Gatineau boy is dead after an ATV accident. “These things are not toys.” As reported by Steve Fischer. The conseil superieur de la langue franciase wants more to be done to protect French in schools to time, the river and the break.

Returning for the day’s closing numbers to the price of oil past $140 a barrel. It could go up to $170. Homeowners are selling their oil tanks or they can be dropped off at the scrap yard. As reported by Shari Okeke in a black jacket with green blouse. ETQS Takeover and the Top Story: Jass Festival Opens. 14-year-old Nikki Yanofsky performed. She received 4 standing ovations. Public Enemy tickets to give away. At the Big Apple, New York City the waterfront is about to change with 4 waterfalls from a massive public art project. As reported by Linda Perry. A severe thunderstorm watch continues followed by the break.

Returning to the most viewed at www.cbc.ca and a significant legal victory for Jean Chretien and his Gomery challenge in court. As reported by Julie Van Dusen in a black jacket. North Korea handed over sensitive documents about its nuclear experiments to China as Bush Lifts Sanctions. A Supreme Court ruling said Americans could keep guns in their house for self-defense. “The expansion of individual rights is a good thing.” As reported by Alison Smith. In Zimbabwe, Robert Mugabe said he’s open to talks amid tension. Dog Park Unleashed and a man is in custody for defrauding 21 different daycares of $800,000. The children have had to do without. As reported by Laurie Graham in a white blouse with black vest, to the Jazz Fest scenery to the break.

Returning for a second look at the weather with Frank Cavallaro and a severe thunderstorm warning is still on. Tonight’s low will be 17 degrees, feeling like 22 with 15 km/h winds. Tomorrow morning it will be 19 degrees, rising to 25 and falling to 17. The 7-day forecast is 25 25 24 22 19 24 26. Spain Crushes Russia and The Scene with Pierre Landry in a red and white striped shirts for the 14^th Woodstock en Beauce until June 29^th and Houdini version 2.0 and on the big screen, Cruising Bar 2. Grandmaster Flash performs on June 30^th followed by Jazz festival flags to the break. Returning for the church and the field and live at the Jazz Festival site. Cheryl Rosebush read the winner’s name for the Public Enemy concert ticket. Tomorrow she will show highlights from tonight’s Leonard Cohen tribute. Als Season Opens and a last look at the weather with Frank at 24 degrees, feeling like 29 with 22 km/h winds. For the 400^th anniversary celebration, Paris Match Celebrates Quebec. Michel signed off for the evening.

I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News at Six re-reportage of battle, blending, championship, conflict, contest, contradict, counter, discord, dissension, encounter, exertion, feud, frustration, jealousy, labour, mastering, match, negotiate, opposing, passive, play, power play, prevention, puzzle, quarrel, risking, rivalry, strategy, stress, strife, strive and testing.

A full breeze blew with great gusting. Blue sky had wider expanse. A soft wash of cloud spanned the southern horizon. A procession of fluffy white to the north. Orb of Sun was clear and free to shine brightly. Its heat was tempered by continuous wind. Contrast and shadow returned. Trees rustled loudly around. More edge was softening. Its shape was more fully embraced. I was feeling lighter today. I felt free from firm grip. Birds quietly chirped. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

A bright light shone from the roof of an apartment building further down. It was sunlight reflecting on a skylight. Trees were showing their range and their depth of green. One long feathery plume of white cloud hovered above me in northern sky. Second and third plumes were nearby. A fat one extending beside. 3 smaller puffs were ahead. Heat from the sun did not bite in. I did not need to take shade. The shadow of my hand showed every contour and shape upon my love diary page. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

It was 11 am. 2 lithe black birds trickled and flew. A child’s voice arose from a garden. A black hornet landed on the yellow brick wall. She made her way up to the top ledge. She entered a crack up there. 2 more black hornets appeared, and then a third came. She was inspecting the gravel. Then she buzzed around my head for an instant. Near a very large satellite dish there was a large spider’s web nearly the same width. A procession of clouds shone with clear lustre. Trees looked so lively in the restless and shifting wind. I had a good day with my son, Tristan. Yellow light and I love him. Yellow light and I love her.   I’m in love with Anna in this.

My sexual healing loves her baby love song. My morning glory loves her sunrise climax. My kissing lovers love her lovemaking hug. My flower heaven loves her temple roses. My caressing beauty loves her touch attractiveness. My celebrating painters love her happiness museums. My affirming children love her newborn adoration. My avowing willingness loves her authentic destiny. My optimistic gathering loves her healthy wagging tails. My real happiness loves her true love joy. I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “The meek will he guide in judgement: and the meek will he teach his way.” Psalm. 25:9. I love Anna Dirksen.

Meanwhile, Martin is banned from the French gourmet food store after making an insult. Eddy his dog is glum without his favorite food.  Frasier feels threatened by Dr. Clint Webber. He’s the radio station’s handsome and charming new host. He’s jealous until he hears the man sing while Bart and Milhouse have a pet fly on a leash. They break into Ned Flander’s house and destroy his Beatles collection. Homer is the leader of the Pre-Teen Braves to teach his son about positive community service. But the Calvary Kids already cleared up the landscape while Michael and his son drive to Phoenix and Tobias dressed as a blue man is run over by the family lawyer, Barry Zuckercorn. Gob finds the contract his father signed with Saddam.

On CBC News Morning, Heather Hiscox wore a green sweater with a white blouse. “Boomer” Gallant wore a yellow cap and a purple Hawaiin shirt. (Yesterday, his shirt was yellow). Nisha Patel wore a burgundy dress with a white blouse. Nancy Wilson wore a white jacket. Harry Forestell wore a grey jacket with a white shirt and a pink tie. On CBC News at Six, Michel Godbout wore a grey and black striped jacket with a white shirt and a black and white banded tie. Couillard Resigns, Breaking His Silence, Intensive Care Emergency, Sun/Cloud/Showers…Sun/Cloud/Showers… Health Minister Phillipe Couillard resigned. “H want to look at other horizons.” Yves Bolduc replaced him. As reported by David Shum. Bernier Speaks, as reported by Emmanuel Marchand. Federal Cabinet Shuffle. As reported by Julie Van Dusen, followed by City Hall Shuffle. The weather with Frank Cavallaro with a current temperature of 25 degrees, feeling like 29 with 30 km/h winds. 27 men are facing child pornography charges. It is the biggest crackdown in Canadian history. 3 of the men were charged with producing child porn. As reported by Amanda Pfeffer, in a black jacket and white blouse…. Michel signed off for the evening.

I’m Frank Remus for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News at Six re-reportage of acceptable, agreed, attractiveness, authentic, avowing, awe, caring, certain, cheerful, clear, climax, completion, constructive, destiny, established, ethical, exaggeration, feeling, genuine, glory, goal, guaranteed, handsomeness, healing, honest, joy, love, miracles, morality, new, optimistic, positive, possibility, productive, real, testifying, true, trustworthy, unecquivocal, unquestionable and willingness.

Fluffy grey and white clouds covered most of the sky. Pale patches of blue remained, but they were not too many. Black hornet returned to her lair under the green elevator room stair. Orb of Sun broke free from confinement, momentarily. A dog barked once or twice. A woman laughed from a passing car. Globs of grey cloud floated rather low. They were flat-bottomed, resting on a plane surface. A second dog barked at some laughing. In the sky, 2 lithe black birds joined 2 more. Both pairs circumnambulated with joy. The dog yelped in annoyance at the people talking. She barked, perhaps for some attention. Fluff meandered in the wind. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

It was cool in my blue jeans and black T-shirt. I should have worn my khaki army jacket as well with its 5 moon phases and trout lining. Dark green was her mountain of love. I saw no flashing lights or small orbs. The gravel was virtually dry. The shimmering tree rustled quite loudly. Other trees languidly flowed. Traffic was mild, but there was no silence. A distant dog barked a long stream. It was 11 am by this time. I spent the morning feeling a bit dizzy, but I was feeling better now. On this St-Jean Baptiste morning, I closed my eyes and sense that strain was dissolving. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

The homey odor of fresh laundry sailed through the breeze. Most of the trees were rustling. Birds were chirping far and away. As soon as I thought of the crows, they started cawing. But they were too far to the west for clear counting. A large ball of glowing fluff navigated around a house. It made me think twice about its lack of sentience. An insect’s drone buzzed low in my ear. A seagull flew overhead. Highlights were absent. Shadows were too faint to be seen. All was under impervious grey filter. A large wasp landed on the yellow brick wall. There was no zebra-striped spider at all. The wasp zigzagged in the air as though she lost it. In my sweet dreaming of Anna, black globs of tar clustered together on the borderline of the grey gravel and the green ledge of the rooftop. 3 birds flew by, with 1 following behind. It was 11:14. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

A daredevil fly circled my head. White fluffs were exploring the elevator room stair. A siren started up, bleeping around. I thought of the lovebirds, then they appeared. A child’s voice came from a garden. Traffic picked up an incessent stream. Its whoosh was neverending. Dark grey clouds were coming in more. I had no philosophy to offer this morning but I noticed that my blindness was ever so slowly untwisting from itself. I was softening the edge. A child cried after I heard a loud bump. A car horn sounded 5 times in that moment. Another child cried from some place else. Water gushed from a vent. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Tristan called to come over early this afternoon. I wasn’t expecting this. I’ve been looking forward to seeing my son. Tristan and I had a good discussion about some very interesting things.  He has a very clear mind for distinguishing intricate facts. Meanwhile Ros is pregnant. She wants to keep the baby. Her boyfriend proposes to her, but he’s going to France to study and Homer lost his drivers license so Marge gives everybody lifts in her car. Marge runs Homer down. So he sings his wife a song with Jackson Browne after reading Tobias’s psychotherapeutic book The Man Inside Me. It is popular in the gay community. Michael discovered his father built model homes in Iraq. George Sr. feigns a heart attack during his polygraph test. 

Please excuse the brevity for this re-reportage. (I didn’t mean to miss adding this last night. It was accidental) On CBC News at Six, Bonne Fete, Security Breach, Leonard Cohen’s Return, Sailing In For the 400th, Cigarette, Raid, Missing Fisherman, Rain on the Way, with a current temperature of 24 degrees, feeling like 24 with 30 km/h winds.  Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

My secret refuge loves her healing womb. My fear loves her preventing anxiety. My caring house loves her circle of hands. My cherished roof loves her castle watch. My hotel key loves her accomodating lock. My garage door closed loves her brown car. My blanket holding loves her quilt hugging. My harbour boat loves her sheltering tent. My hat loves her wall. My gloves and belt love her modest clothes. My preserving shell loves her bubble skin. My guarding shield loves her greenhouse parent. I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “He that heareth my word, and believeth on him that sent me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life.” John 5:24. I love Anna Dirksen.