GOD GENIUS. HIGH GUN. SASUATCH. FITZ & TANTRUMS. AMERICA RELOADING. SPINNING GOLD. GRILLIN' SCOOPIN' ROCKIN' . . . SOUL ROCK. HUNTIN' BUCKS. DRIVIN' TRUCKS. I'M EASY, EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING, OH, OH . . . WE'RE GONNA GET YOU, ONE WAY OR THE OTHER, YEAH, WE'RE GONNA, GET, YA, GET YA, . . . THANKS FOR THE SPONSORS AND FUN AT THE RIVER ROOTS FESTIVAL FRIDAY AND SATURDAY, A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL! ALTHOUGH, I DID HAVE 6 COPS, TRY TO INTIMIDATE ME, PULLING OUT HANDCUFFS, GATHERING, JUST FEET FROM ME, BALD, SALT & PEPPER, SHAVED, AND CHICK, ALL BRIGHT GREEN BIKE COP ATTIRE. SORRY, DIDN'T WORK. OTHER THAN THAT, GREAT NIGHT! PERFECT WEATHER! FUN MUSIC, GREAT COMPANY--I MET PEOPLE FROM NEW YORK, HAMILTON, AND SOME GUY, WHO, TALKED TO ME FOR A FEW SECONDS, RIGHT AFTER THE COPS, LEFT, HE TOLD ME, ALL THIS WAS ABOVE HIS UNDERSTAINDING, HE LEFT AND SAID, IN PARTING, I HOPE YOU SURVIVE THE NIGHT! LOL! THIS IS NORMAL FOR ME, BUT NOT YOUR AVERAGE CITIZEN. I HAD SOME YOUNG STUD DUDE, NOTICED HIM, FOR HIS BODY, LOL, WHO STOOD IN THE SAME PLACE, FOR FUCKING THREE HOURS WATCHING ME, UNTIL, I POINTED HIM OUT, TO THE SCARDED DUDE! HOTWIRED! ALL THE COPS HAD WHIRLY TWIRLIES, SECRET SERVICE TYPE COMMUNICATIONS DEVICE . . . NOW IF THEY CAN COME HARASS ME FOR WHAT I WRITE IN MY BLOG, THEN, THEY KNOW SURE AS SHIT, WHO IS WRITING MY BLOG; THEREFORE THE LOGICAL CONCLUSION, IS THAT, THE OTHER JOANNS ARE NOT ME, AND THEY ARE CRIMINALS, STEALING MY IDENTITY AND ALL MY FUCKING MONEY! FOLLOW ME FOR THE LAST TWO WEEKS, AND YOU WILL SEE THAT I GET WATER! IF I HAD FUCKING MONEY, LOOKING AT ME, DO YOU SERIOUSLY, THINK, THAT MY PREFERENCE IS WATER? GET FUCKING REAL! I DIG EATING, NEVER LOSE WEIGHT DIETING, NEVEER SAY DIET, BUT I WILL EXERCISE IF LEFT ALONE, AND THAT IS WHAT THEY FEAR . . . THIN, HERE, FEAR THIS! SHIT! HITS AT THE CURRENT AQUATIC CENTER, AND SLASHES IN MY SWIMSUIT FOR EACH TIME, THE HIT MAN FAILS, IS FUCKING NOT ENCOURAGING ME TO GO DO WATER AEOBICS! FUCK, IT IS AMAZING, I DO ANYTHING AT ALL, EXCEPT, STAY IN A HOUSE, IF I FUCKING HAD ONE! GOD! WHATEVER, THIS IS NOT ROCKET SCIENCE, FOLKS! IT IS SO FUCKING OBVIOUS WHO IS WRITING THIS BLOG, IT IS INSANE TO THINK ANYONE WITH HALF A NORMAL LIFE, IS NOT FUCKING ME! SHIT! ANYWAY, I MADE IT HOME ALIVE, AND I HAVE VERY MUCH ENJOYED MY SUNDAY MORNING, WHILE BLOCKING 2 ATTEMPTS TO CATCH ME, I MANAGED TO GET OVER TO THE RIVER, CALIFORNIA BRIDGE, LOOK AT THE DUCKS, SEE THE FISH JUMP, LOOK AT THE BLISSFUL RIVER, MOUNTAINS, PINES, AND BIG BLUE MONTANA SKY! IT IS AMAZING HOW LITTLE IT TAKES TO MAKE ME HAPPY! TOO BAD THE ONES WHO HAVE TAKEN BILLIONS CAN'T BE JUST THAT SATISFIED, WITH THEIR LIVES, AND LEAVE METHE FUCK ALONE! OH, SUPER MOB, I FOUND A CITE, YESTERDAY, WITH 17,600,000 HITS, STILL WITH THE "ANYTIME" FRAME, BUT YOU MISSED STEALING THAT PARTICULAR CITE, LIKE YOU DID ALL THE OTHERS, FLAT LINING, ALL OF THEM AROUND 500,000 FOR "ANYTIME" WHICH IS THE BIGGEST FUCKING LIE ON THE PLANET. i HAVE RANKED TOP 3 TO 5 ON ANY .COM, .NET. OR .ORG, WITH MILLIONS OF HIS IN LESS THAN SECONDS, FOR YEARS, NOW ALL THE SUDDEN, A FLAT LINE? ROCKIN' THE WEB, LIKE MY SON, ROCKS THE MUSIC WORLD! JUST THINK, A LITTLE ATTORNEY FROM MONTANA? I MAY NOT BE PERFECT, BUT I AM ALWAYS A BOSS! I BELIEVE THAT I WILL WIN, JUST LIKE THE UNIVERSITY STUDENTS IN KABUL, AFGHANISTAN, ATTENDING THE AMERICAN UNIVERSITY, THAT WAS BOMBED . . . WITH LIKE, I THINK 16 PROFESSORS AND STUDENTS, DEAD, THE INJURED AND OTHERS, ARE MOVING FORWARD WITH THEIR DREAMS AND FEMALE STUDENTS WITH THE BLESSINGS OF THEIR FATHERS, SOMETHING NEW IN THE COUNTRY WHO HAS PREVIOUSLY, DENIED GIRLS AN EDUCATION! WE ARE SO BLESSED, HERE IN AMERICA! SURE WE HAVE OUR PROBLEMS, WHICH ARE GOING TO BE FOREVER WITH US, BUT, FOR THE MOST PART, THIS COUNTRY, IS KICK ASS AWESOME!

GOD MOVES IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS!

So, yesterday morning, I told you, that, there was all this commotion, in the over flow, area of the Poverello Center, with tons of new women, with several of them waking up at 1:00 AM, talking, doing shit with their cell phones, eating chips, generally being, annoying as hell.  I wondered if I should take this as a warning that something was, up, a sting op, or cops coming raiding the place, or that these extra chicks, who complained about everything, and said they had to work a 12 hour shift, on the day of a festival in town, sounding more like undercover cops, than homeless women, putting me a bit on edge, before even going to sleep the first time, then getting the sting, in the back of my leg, when, I decided to go back to sleep, being shocked that I ever even woke up in the first place, being totally, out of sorts for me, only to leave the Pov. at 2:00 AM, to find, fucking 12 cops, sheriffs and highway patrol, squad cars, in the first 30 minutes or less out of the Pov., not to mention, what appeared to be, plain clothed, or undercover, cops, persons, on every block for a radius of several blocks around the Pov. creeping and crawling, all over the place, like a bunch of ants!  So with that in mind, and the cops at the festival, obviously, trying to make my night miserable, which is hard to do with good music, fun new friends, perfect weather, and an old/new acquaintance, dropping me off a freshly made taco, with the hottest sauce, I have tasted, setting my mouth on fire!  LOL!

We have to be back to check in at the Poverello Center, by 8:45 PM, or you lose your bed, but I don't have one, or you are locked out, and don't even have access to the floor, mats, blankets, and toilets, but, that was of no consequences to me, because fun, will generally take precedence over safety and comfort for me, so, my decision was made early, that, I would be on the streets for the night, so I could stay to the end of the concert at the River Roots Festival . . . one of the last of the summer, first for me!  There is a great, statement, made about, Missoula, the playful city, made by one of the rock DJ's I listen to, sometimes . . . bring in a food cart, and call it a festival!  LOL!  By the way, there is one last festival of the summer, that I know of, at the brewery above or north of, Olive and Iron, on Spruce, I am not sure what the name of the street behind, Spruce is, off the diagonal, but there is a cool, Freestone Rock Climbing Place, right next to the brewery, near the tanning salon and whole food grocery store with the beer sign out front, sorry, not as familiar with the names of the stores in the good hood, as it is referred to, but there is a sign for Maverick Brewfest sometime soon in September, maybe over Labor Day Weekend, I am thinking?  I love the Montana spirit, let's get together and just do it! the fun will follow!  Good times, good friends, good spirits, good atmosphere!  Welcome back students!

UFO COMPUTER AND CELL PHONE UNDER A HARVEST MOON!

About, a month or so ago, I woke up and wanted to check what time it was, in the middle of the night, so, I pulled out my cell phone, and it said, 1/10/2010, 12:00 straight up?  At first I didn't think, I was awake, and had to take a second, take, and sure enough, my computer chip, in my cell phone, had just erased or gone back, 6 years, at the stroke of midnight?  What puzzled me, was the date, the date that I filed an amended complaint in my $357 million securities case, the one I took to the United States Supreme Court, a year or so later.  Very strange.  Within minutes, shutting the cover, old style Straight Talk cheap ass, phone, with the flip, cover, closed then re-opening it, to see if I could get the right time and the right date.  Well, this is right along the same lines as that.  I had a nice night sleeping at my new tramp camp, even better than, my old one the cops towed away, after it was sitting there abandoned for a year and a half, not caring about the eye sore, until, I started, using it, for a home away from the Pov., so, I like my new digs, better.  So, after barely escaping the River Roots Festival, with cops, watching me, on all sides, disappearing first into the dancing crowd, later, into the cool night air, I got home safe, and crashed, with little incident, a rare, night for me!  I wake, with the night still totally dark, which surprised me, a second night in a row, so I pulled out my new computer, no cell phone, ditched phone and other computer, before going to Bozeman, they still found me, waiting with black helicopters, but, that is beside the point, this shit happens to me daily, but, I marked how dark, it still was, booted up my computer, and to my surprise, it was 2:03 AM!

I thought, how bizarre, to be woken up, or just waking up, without having to go to the restroom or the bushes for relief, and just sitting there, feeling totally refreshed, alive and wide awake, with nowhere to go for the next, fucking 4 hours!  I thought back to the night before, when I probably left the Pov. at, exactly, that time, noting that it was just minutes after 2:00 AM, when I left, like maybe, 2:03!  And the thought came to me, right after 2! as if God, was making a point, you were RIGHT, there was a raid or sting op, planned for RIGHT after 2:00 AM, but you escaped, by the skin of your teeth, AGAIN! only to walk, straight into the game being set up, with seconds to spare, until cops were fucking everywhere . . . cheap shot, coming to get me in the middle of the night!  Maybe the cop chicks in the overflow, were waiting for the GO SIGN, and sharing cell phone shit, and eating potato chips!  So, being shocked, that, I felt so rested, with only, maybe three hours of sleep, getting to sleep or to my camp, about, 11:00 to 11:30 PM, I could not figure out why I was so perky and didn't feel at all tired?  I scratched my back with the ends of my glasses, feels so good, thought about getting out my radio, rockin' out or listening to some political or religious program on AM, just generally, enjoying the peace of the night, until, about a half hour after, I woke, I noticed that the dawn was starting to break?  What the fuck, it can't be 2:00 or a half hour later, and be getting light?  What is up, so I got my computer out again, and checked the time, it was, 6:03 AM! 

What in the world?  So, it was, exactly 4 hours later, what I thought, I would have to kill, to wait for breakfast at the Pov. and, it had not been, more than, 30 minutes to an hour, so where the hell did the time go? or did God, want to let me know, to confirm, that, yes, there was a sting op planned, just minutes from when, I left the night before!  Was he saying, like, trust me!  I wondered, at the time, the night before, if I should take the time to put up my mat, spray it down with cleaner, or just get the hell out?  I think, God was telling me, when I tell you to get the fuck out, I MEAN GET OUT NOW!  You barely made it out!

Do Not Think, That For One Second, that God is Dead, or that He Is Not Totally Aware of Your Situation, at Anytime, Any Place!  My God, Your God, Is An Amazing God!  He Is Very Keen, On How, to Communicate With Each One of Us! Through the Means, We Can Understand!  I Have Not Prayed For 20 Years or More, But He Knows Exactly How I Think and What To Do!  AMAZING GRACE, HOW SWEET IT IS, TO SAVE A WRETCH LIKE ME!

SOB.

CHURCHES WITHOUT WALLS!

LOVE WITHOUT END!

WE ARE ALL HIS CHILDREN!