SODOM & GOMORRAH. WE KNOW THE ENDING TO THE STORY! THE RIVER--IT'S DEEPER THAN YOU THINK! MY OWN PERSONAL MONTANA--THE KISS OF A PSYCHOPATH. THE MAN THAT CAN? I UNDERSTAND, MONEY OVER ME, BUT, MONEY OVER FREEDOM AND AMERICA? COME ON, THERE ARE A TON OF VETS IN MONTANA, KISS YOUR COUNTRY GOOD BUY, WHILE YOU ARE TAKING WITH ONE HAND, AND PUTTING A HANGMAN'S NOOSE AROUND YOUR NECK! STRONGEST ARGUMENT--U.S. CONSTITUTION IS THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, NOT THE FUCKING PATRIOT ACT! HOMELAND SECURITY IN TOWN THE OTHER DAY, PARKED, WITH ENGINES ROLLING WERE NOT THERE FOR THE REFUGEES, THEY WERE THERE TO TAKE ME OUT! I LOOK MUCH YOUNGER THAN MY AGE, THROUGHT I WAS TOO YOUNG TO BE ME! LOL! I FOUND THE FLEET OF LAUNDERED "MISSOULA CHILDREN'S THEATER" TRUCKS, THE NEWER ONES, RED, WITH WHITE LETTERS ON THE SIDE, WHITE SHELL ON THE BACK! I RATTED THEM OUT, ALL PARKED, NEAR THE MCT, AND FIRST SECURITY BANK, BUT THE DAY AFTER THEY WERE ALL MOVED, THE STICKERS WERE TAKEN OFF THE SIDE, AND THEY WERE DITCHED BEHIND THE TRAIN TRACKS, BEHIND THE GREEN HANGER, EAST, ACROSS FROM ALBERTSONS! BRETT & KAY, BONNIE & CLYDE, NOT JOANN S. SECRIST, I AM AT THE POVERELLO, WITH FOUR DIFFERENT SETS OF COPS CHASING ME, STARTING SHORTLY BEFORE, 6 AM, EVEN FOLLOWING ME ON THE BUS, AND BLOCKING ME FROM GOING TO DO MY CHORE--I AM VERY RESPONSIBLE! NO, KAY IS A DANCER AND SHE WAS THE CHILD OF A DRAMA AND DEBATE TEACHER, GARY BURNINGHAM, AND A STUDENT OF KIM BURNINGHAM, A DRAMA AND DEBATE COACH AT BOUNTIFUL HIGH, WHERE BOTH KAY AND I GRADUATED, IN 1973! YEAR BOOKS TELL YOU EXACTLY WHO IS WHO! I WAS INTO GYMNASTICS AND SWIMMING AS A CHILD, NOT DANCING AND BALLET! REMEMBER, HOW DO WE COMMUNICATE WITH ALL THE COPS, AGENTS, AND MONEY GRUBBERS, IN TOWN? THROUGH SIGNS AND SYMBOLS . . . EVERYTIME THESE PUKES, FUCK UP, THERE IS THIS "PARTY" TRUCK, WHITE SERVICE LOOKING TRUCK, WITH A STRIKE THROUGH THE WORD, "PARTY" TO LET EVERYONE KNOW, THAT THEY DID NOT CAPTURE ME! NOW, MY MONEY, BUYS THESE FUCKERS, AND THEIR CREW OF SMALLER AND SMALLER CLUB MEMBERS, A SHIT LOAD OF MONEY, RESPECT, LOYALTY, ELITISM, CLAIM TO FAME, AND THEY EVEN WANT TO SAY, MY COOL ASS KIDS ARE THEIRS, TO BUY THEMSELVES, MORE PRESTIGE . . . THESE ALLEGED, MEMBERS OF YOUR COMMUNITY, ARE NOTHING MORE THAN PROSTITUTES, THUGS, LIARS AND THEIVES . . . THEY NEVER MADE A DIME OF THAT MONEY USED FOR THE FLEET OF TRUCKS, DISGUISED AS MCT WORKERS, THEY ARE DISGUISE TRUCKS FOR MAFIA, MOB, MORMONS, AND MEN IN BLACK ALL IN KAHOOTS, WITH THIS TEAM OF MURDERING THIEVES. LET ME TELL YOU OF MY DAY YESTERDAY, AFTER PROMOTING, THE GRIZ FOOTBALL, RIVER FEST, AND THE MISSOULA POW WOW, I WAS TRACKED, TRACED, BUSES SWITCHED NUMBERS, AND ROUTES, WITH DOUBLE BUSES, AND UNDERCOVER AGENTS, SPYING ON ME, THREE IN A ROW AS I HEADED TO THE STADIUM, STAKING OUT MY ROUTE, SO THEY COULD PULL SOME SHIT ASS STUNT, LIKE GET THE FUCKING SECURITY OR CAMPUS COPS, TO ARREST ME, NO CHARGES, DITCH ME AWAY, SO THAT BIG BOOB ASS SISTER, RACHEL, ACTUALLY YOUNGER THAN MYSELF, BUT LOOKS LIKE AN OLD RICH BITCH, WITH DIAMONDS AND HUGE AS MATRONLY BOOBS, THAT THE COPS GO APE SHIT OVER, SO THEY NEVER LOOK AT HER FACE! LOL! OR SHELLY THE BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN, WITH STITCHES, ALONG HER EARS, AND ACROSS THE TOP OF HER SCALP, BELIEVE ME, I KNOW THESE WOMEN, THEY ARE FUCKING "NOTHING" TO BRAG ABOUT! BUT, AS I STARTED TO GET CLOSER TO THE WASHINGTON STADIUM PROBABLY UNVEILING THE NEW ELECTRONIC JUMBO TRON, THAT WAS MOST LIKELY LAUNDERED, AS WAS THE PURCHASE OF THE LAW SCHOOL, AT THE U OF M, GOING TO UNVEILED, THEY SURE AND SHIT DIDN'T WANT THE TRUE JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., TO DISCOVER THE SCORE BOARD, BECAUSE, I WOIULD WRITE ABOUT IT, THESE LOSERS, WANT TO BE THE BIG SHOTS, THE MONEY CREW . . . WHY DOESN'T THE FBI, OR THE CIA, OVER FINANCIAL CRIMES INVESITAGE, OR THE LOCAL COPS, YOU HAVE JURISDICTION TO TAKE THESE MOTHER FUCKERS OUT, TOO, THE CRIMES WERE COMMITTED IN YOUR JURISDICTION, THEY STARTED IN UTAH, THEN THESE BUTT FUCKERS, FOLLOWED ME TO MONTANA, AND NOW, IT IS THEIR OWN PRIVATE MONTANA . . . THERE IS A POSTER, OF A GUY, WHO LOOKS SIMILAR TO BRETT, IN THE BREAK CAFE' WINDOW, WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, KISSING THE GROUND, AND THAT IS WHERE I GOT THE SLOGAN, "MY OWN PRIVATE MONTANA" THEY HAVE BOUGHT YOU, LOCK, STOCK & BARREL, WITH STOLEN MONEY, AND YOU ARE GONIG TO BE LEFT, HIGH AND DRY, MUCH, LIKE AFTER THE DAYS OF THE "COPPER KINGS" WHO BOUGHT AND SOLD POLITICIANS, THAT I HAVE WITNESSED IN MODERN DAY, JUST SINCE I HAVE BEEN IN THE STATE! YOU ARE DEALING WITH THE MORMON MILITIA, MOB, MITT'S BOYZ AND GIRLZ, THEY WANT SOCIALISM, THEY THINK, I AM A HOG, TO CLAIM WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE, FROM MY CASES, TO THIS BLOG, TO MY KIDS, FAMILY DOLLAR, TO ROCK AND HIP HOP, STAR SONS, MUSIC, THEY THINK IT ALL BELONGS TO THEM, FOR SOME SICK ASS REASON, JUST BECAUSE THAT IS THE WAY, PSYCHOPATHS THINK, THEY ARE MAJOR FUCKED UP AND THEY WILL FUCK YOU UP TOO! MORALS CAN'T BE LEGISLATED, BUT THEY CAN BE TAUGHT! GET SOME, LIFE GOES BETTER WITH VALUES! A CODE OF ETHICS, LOYALTY TO LASTING PRINCIPLES AND CONCEPTS, LIKE, DON'T INFRINGE ON SOMEONE'S, PROPERTY OR PERSONS, RELIGION OR RACE, SEX, AGE, GENDER, DISABILITY, AND PROVIDE EVERYONE WITH JUSTICE FOR ALL, PRIVILEGE AND FAVOR FOR NONE! WITH DUE PROCESS AND EQUAL PROTECTION UNDER THE LAW! OFFICERS, YOU MAY HAVE A LAW, THAT STATES THAT SOMEONE, CAN'T RUN FROM LAW ENFORCEMENT, BUT THERE HAS TO BE A LEGITIMATE CRIME, UNDERLINGING THAT CLAIM TO BE VALID, YOU DON'T GET TO DO WHAT, THE COPS IN BALTIMORE DID WITH FREDDY GRAY, CHASE HIM, ARREST HIM, THROW HIM IN THE BACK OF A VAN, DENY HIM, HIS DIGINTIY AND HUMANITY, BY CALLOUS, TREATMENT BY DENYING HIM MEDICAL ATTENTION WHILE PASSING WHAT 3 HOSPITALS? NO, I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG, I JUST KNOW, THAT I WILL BE DENIED, HUMAN TREATMENT, WITH NO CHARGES, LIKE GRAY, DARED TO LOOK YOU IN THE EYE, THEREFORE, YOU WENT AFTER HIM, AND THE CONSTITUTION IS STILL THE LAW OF THE LAND, SO FUCK OFF! YESTERDAY, AS I STOPPED IN AT THE LAW SCHOOL, LIBRARY, AH, SURVEILLANCE ASSHOLES, GETTING THEIR RIGHT BETWEEN 4:00 TO 5:00 PM, TO REPOST MY BLOG, WITH MY SIGN, FROM GOD INTEL, "ACE IS THE HELPFUL PLACE" THAT IS MY SIGN FOR BRETT, EX. #3, SERIAL KILLER, ABUSER, AMERICAN PSYCHO. YOU ALL THINK IS MR. CHARMING ALONG WITH KAY, MS. CHARMING, AMERICAN BITCH PSYCHO! YOU ARE JUST BUYING A BOAT LOAD OF SHIT FROM THESE TWO LOSERS, WHO HAVE NOT MADE A SINGLE DIME OF THE MONEY THEY ARE DISTRIBUTING, LIKE THE BILLIONAIRES, THAT I AM, BUT THEY INTERCEPT THE MONEY, AND HAVE SINCE BEFORE, I STARTED BACK INTO LAW, IN 2009, STEALING MY SON'S MONEY, WHO THEY CLAIM TO LOVE SO MUCH, BECAUSE THEIR OWN KIDS ARE FUCKED UP WITH THEM AS PARENTS! BUT, I NOTICED ON THE WALLS OF THE LAW SCHOOL, YAHOO, DIFFERENT QUOTES FROM THE MONTANA CONSTITUTION, PAINTED ON THE HALLS OF THE SCHOOL . . . NOW, KAY MAY BE, CLAIMING TO BE ME, AND TEACHING CONSTITUTIONAL LAW, PRETENDING TO BE ME--GO LOOK UP, ATTORNEY KAY BURNINGHAM, THE TORT ATTORNEY, AND SEE IF THERE IS ONE MENTION OF THE CONSTITUTION IN ANY OF HER CASES, THIS LITTLE AMBULANCE CHASER, FILED, NOT A FUCKING ONE, IN UTAH, SAN DIEGO AND COLORADO! SHE HAD NO CLAIM TO FAME, UNTIL SHE HOOKED UP WITH BRETT, AND PRETENDED TO BE ME, BECAUSE HE WOULD NOT DIVORCE ME, MY KIDS, CREDENTIALS, CASES, BLOGS ARE ALL SO FUCKING MUCH BETTER, GIVE HIS CRIMINAL ENTERPRISES, MUCH MORE PROTECTIONS, COPS HAVE FEARED ME, FOR FUCKING ALMOST 20 YEARS, COME 2017, SINCE I FOUGHT ASSET FORFEITURE IN THE UTAH LEGISLATURE, BACK IN 1997, KICKING COPS AND PROSECUTORS ASSES, COUNTRY WIDE, AFTER 27 STATES FOLLOWED SUIT, TAKING THE INCENTIVES AWAY FROM COPS, DEALING WITH DRUG CASES . . . BUT, THEY ARE RIGHT BACK WHERE, I STARTED, KICKING THEIR ASSES, NOW THEY JUST FUNNEL ALL THE SHIT AND MONEY UP THROUGH THE FUCKING MORMON FBI, AND THE FEDS KEEP 20% AND THE REST GOES BACK TO THE LOCAL AND STATE COPS, ALL 80%, BUT, ALLEGEDLY, THE COPS ARE HOLDING THE PROPERTY, PERSONAL AND REAL, FROM MONEY, TO HOUSES, TO CARS, AND PROVIDING DUE PROCESS, BEFORE STEALING AND KEEPING YOUR STUFF! THAT WAS MY INTRODUCTION TO THIS COLD WAR WITH COPS! I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE TO GUARD THE CHICKEN COOP, AND THE COPS ARE RIGHT BACK THERE WITH THEIR HANDS IN THE COOKIE JAR, OR UP KAY'S ASS! GOD DAMNIT! DO I HAVE TO BABYSIT YOU GUYS, 24 FUCKING 7? SHIT! OKAY, HERE IS MY DAY, YESTERDAY, SEE WHAT YOU THINK?

THE RIVER IS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK!

Now, no one could be happier, than me to see the economy improve, housing permits, new apartments, construction jobs, street improvement, and even if it is on my dime, but ONLY, if credit is given where credit it due, crime, mob, criminal enterprises and patterns of criminal activity, are out, totally!  You don't need to cheat to win.  We are in an election year, and I happen to be a fan of President Obama and Hillary Clinton, think, Bernie Sanders is a whiner, going right back to being a Independent, never truly a Democrat, just like Trump is not truly a Republican, and as Hillary said, yesterday, he is going to the Alt-Right, and if he is voted into office, this country will be turned over to racist, sexist, misogynist, bigoted, asshole, white, over 50 something males, who will make America Great Again, for white, stodgy, angry, men, PERIOD!  Forget about the rest of you, so I dig seeing all the new growth, road improvements, and want that stuff, and don't mind, my money being distributed, to the masses, but not through the hands of organized crime, like it is, up standing as you think these former, friends, lovers, and sisters, are, THEY ARE JUST A BUNCH OF MALARKEY, HOOEY, AND HORSE SHIT!  SERIOUSLY!  Do not be fooled.  You need to open your eyes, look deeper, or even notice what is going on right in plain sight, in front of your face, and you will be shocked, amazed, and stunned, where you community, a fine one at that, is heading!  Once the noose is around your neck, and you are hanging from the tree, it it too late!  For the most part, there is always, strings attached to gifts of money, grants, foundations, scholarships, you will do it our way, we get face time, we want conservative principles, and concepts, taught, get rid of the liberal arts, humanities, and we just want the hard sciences!  The battle over the college budget, was most likely driven by people with this bent and thought, as, much, like the Koch, brothers, who went into like 850 universities and gave a shit load of money, but, only to control their curriculum's, therefore, controlling the minds of the students!

The Mormon controlled, NSA, or those given access, to change stuff, like the numbers and hits on my blog, on various sites, like love.com, surf.com, rage.com, sage.com, and it.com, all with hits from 12 million to 43 million, per less than a second, now flat-lined, at roughly, 500,000 hits, "anytime" making it all, seem so boring, and stayed, just like these fucks, who can't conceive of the number of hits, the new frontier, the money, the power, the voice of this blog, in all 193 languages of the earth, that could be hijacked as a tool, of propaganda, for the socialist, the alt-right, those, who want, tanks, jack booted, military thug cops, and complete and utter control over "WE THE PEOPLE" seeing us as little more than cattle, consumers, eaters, and breeders!  These people are really, really fucked up, think their shit doesn't stink, think they are cooler than cool, smarter than smart, using all my material, to beef up their credentials, and resumes, money, and bank accounts, to substantiate their claims of power, money, etc.!  But, yesterday, I wrote, as you will know, reader, about the movie and book,  A River Runs Through It, which is about, Missoula, the Blackfoot and Clark Fork Rivers, these occasional locals, would want to be the ones to write this blog, not unlike all my blogs, because, they are all hits all the time, just like my sons' music! 

So, they were bound and determined, not only to take credit for this, parent guide, with ideas and thoughts, but, they would be concerned about, unveiling the new, jumbo tron, or electronic scoreboard, purchased with my money, but with several alleged, surrogates, to stand in my shoes, to take credit . . . now the NSA is blocking me from my normal, starcraft, designs, with subtitles and such, so bare with  me . . . they keep having these pesky, text boxes, pop up, so they have time to go in and change, self-identifying data, I write about, just wrote the word, WAR, GO GET A FUCKING LIFE LOSERS!  GOD! but, they want to take credit for advertising local events, such as the GRIZ CELEBRATION at the football stadium, yesterday . . . but, they had to stop me from going, as they have every fucking event, I have advertised, because, they want to go, and don't want me to be there, so here is where the bought and paid for buses and cops come into play . . . we will see if I can put a subtitle in here?

SHOCK OF SHOCKS, THE TEXT BOXES DIDN'T INTERFER!

The NSA, must not want, other law enforcement agencies to see, them fucking with me, now I can just write!  So, all seemed calms, as I recall, yesterday morning, but I did go write my blog, at the Commons, up on campus, and it is beautiful, quiet, clean, and up in the trees, so you see, all this lush, restful, greenery, around you, and it is relaxing and inspiring, but I did notice, one dude, who appeared to be doing surveillance on me, as I crossed over the bridge with all the locks, on it, the bridge, that cars, can't drive across, that is lighted at night, yeah, that bridge, at probably, around 8:30 to 9:00 AM, but, for some reason, I noticed this dude, because the way he was holding his phone, it looked like a gun to me at first, so he came to my attention.  When I got closer, I noticed, it was just a smart phone or something like it, and blew him off, but, after crossing the bridge, or as I was crossing with him, going the other way, I could feel someone breathing down my neck, and I turned and it was this dude with the gun, smart phone!  What the fuck, a tail, already this morning, if not an assassin!  So, that was all I noticed, before lunch.

Full-Blown, City Cop, At the Desk of the Community Hospital?

I like to eat lunch at the hospitals, they are healthy, yummy, real food, low calorie and low budget, which, I love to get a great meal for what I would pay for a burger, fries and drink, and it is healthy as crazy, Brussel sprouts, sautéed in butter, seasoned to perfections, crispy, yet tender, cooked all the way through, and pulled pork over a burrito? for $5.00, fuck yeah!  But, every once in a while, I go to the Community Hospital, to write a blog, or just take a break, or get something to eat, or to just crash their Internet, and drink something, nice, quiet, clean, well maintained place.  But, yesterday, I noticed a cop, standing at the information booth, full uniformed, U.S.A., patch on his sleeve, not your normal attire for a security guard, who is usually low profile, so as not to upset, patients and patrons of the hospitals, who are already dealing with trauma in their lives, so that seemed odd, to say the least, but, I just noted it, and he seemed entertained and into his conversation with the receptionist, and what do I know about the Community Hospital?  Not much, but what is normal, and this was NOT normal!  So, that was red flag, number one . . . I took bus 6 to the Hospital, with Ray driving, but, I decided, since I was going to the GRIZ CELEBRATION, I would take, bus 8 back, that is a direct route, to and from the college, and the hospital.  So, I looked up the time the bus would arrive, like 3:46 PM, or something like that.

I am always, happy, when, I actually connect up, right, for some reason, I guess because, I have been conditioned as of late in my life, that nobody can be trusted, and so, I am shocked that, something so little as a bus, delights me, that I can rely on something, and sure enough, bus #8 pulls up, right on time, or so I thought?  But, as I smiled, and got up to go to the bus, the number on the bus, turned from an 8, to a #9 bus, and I was like, what the fuck?  But, it said that is was going downtown, so all roads, lead to Rome and all buses, lead to the terminal, and I had an hour and a half to burn, so, I would go downtown, first , then hit a bus, back to the stadium, in time for the GRIZ party.  But, as I sat on the bus, the driver, went in the building, they are human too, they need to pee, get a drink, and he came out of the building with a drink in his hand, nothing big, but, just a wonder as to where he had been with the cop inside and all, so I decided, to jump off the bus, and wait for bus 8, since he told me, when I inquired, if the 8 was still coming, because, I never knew the 9, came to the Community Hospital, so, if the 8 going directly to the college was still coming, seeing that the 9 bus, was originally the 8 bus, I would just wait, since it would be there in seconds, literally.  I got off and looked up the schedule and sure enough, 9 did come to the Hospital, so I didn't think, much more about it, until the next bus, fuck up, happened, connecting the dots!

Horse Painting, Montana Constitution Quotes, Like the Painting, the Larger Horse, In the Painting in the Law School Library, Represents the Constitutional Argument in Any Case, the Weaker Horse, Is Like A Statute or Law, But Not the Supreme Law of the Land, the Power House!

I repost my blog, without incident, and I am basking in the use of the Montana Constitution, and the quotes on the wall, hoping that in some small, way, my blog, or cases, of me, have helped inspire, those noteworthy and valuable additions to the law school student's knowledge and experience, having the school of law, give, focus and meaning to the state Constitution, that is so, precious and valuable, and POWERFUL!  You have no idea, but I do, and that is why I push the state documents, that have sections, that are similar, to those in the United States Constitution, due process, equal protection, etc., but, the human dignity, addition, to the like 14th amendment section is great, and those people in the 1972 revision of the document, had, specific ideas in mind when they added those words!  So, I was happy, and had, another half hour to kill, so I went out back, on my way, to the Adams Center, and then to the football field, sat in the cool grass, thinking I was somewhat out of the way, took off my shoes and socks and rubbed my stinky, hot, sweaty feet in the cool lush grass, something I don't think I have done since childhood, so, happy in a very base and pure sense! 

After I filed, my $357 million securities case, that rocked the nations, SEC state and federal regulators, that all people are entitled to civil and constitutional rights, protections and privileges, I got a U.S. federal district judge, chief, justice, Tena Campbell, of the District of Utah, disqualified, from my case, as it climbed the ladder from state federal courts to the court of appeals, onto the U.S. Supreme Court, for, admitting on the stand, that she knew nothing of the HIGHEST LAW OF THE LAND IN UTAH, AS LONG AS IT DID NOT CONTRADICT OR VIOLATE THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, THE U.S. CONSTITUTION, as she GUTTED, 29 violations of the Utah Securities Division, operating under color of law, along with 6 violations under the United States Constitution!  KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, AND THESE STATE CONSTITUTIONS ARE NOT MOCK MODELS OF THE FEDERAL CONSTITUTION, BUT ARE LADEN WITH PRECIOUS RIGHTS AND PROTECTIONS!  At one point in the process, I went down to BYU, my law school, the Mormon Church law school, and met with a very scholarly professor, Thomas, who actually wrote the Utah Rules of Civil Procedure, and I told him, that the law school had to do a better job, at teaching and training on the CONSTITUTIONS!  He looked at my law suit and checked to see of any of the 9 or so, named defendants, were former BYU law grads, and two were, and he was horrified!  So, U of M, law school, good on YOU! start your babies out right, those first year law students! my daughter, may be one of yours, some time, teacher her the right principles and she will not depart from them!

NOT AN OUT OF THE WAY SPOT . . . THE BAND MARCHED THROW MY PATHWAY, AND THREE SPIES!!!!!!

I wrote in my morning blog, that the band, would be at the GRIZ CELEBRATION, but, that was just wishful thinking, love, college bands, high school bands, my same daughter, played, saxophone, when she was in junior high school, but not in high school, so when she played in the Navy Band for her Graduation from Navy Boot Camp, and I saw my little saxophonist, rockin' to her music, with the band, doing all she could to stand still, without dancing, to the fun, Navy fight song, I loved it!  I heard the U of M, marching band, playing out on the practice fields so I was sure when they passed me, they were going to the music, building just down the road from the law school, to get their uniforms on, but, when I stopped one of them, to see if they were playing, they informed me that, they were not playing until the first game, September 3, 2016.  Oh, that took away half of the reason, I wanted to go . . .  oh, well, I love football too, that should be enough.  But, as I sat there, I noticed, not just one guy, appear, from nowhere watching me, but, another, then another, like, seriously there is nothing back there, but me, and the back door to the KUFM, Kay U, Fuck Murder, but the last guy, game out and tried to pretend, that I didn't see him?  Strange, but when I stared him down, he got very nervous and took off, so I knew something was up, and I went with caution.  Another dude was just sitting I the back of a truck, doing nothing, but looked like he could be a football player?

I ALWAYS ERROR ON THE SIDE OF SAFETY, no matter what I have to miss, like the whole fucking summer, of festivals, but, the inside of a jail, or dirt, over my face, putting me six feet under, always encourages me to be safe!  I look at even little stickers, on posts, as GOD INTEL, and there was this brown half post, with an orange sticker, with the shape of Montana, on it and the words, DO NOT ENTER!  I paused and in light of all the shit, so far, and only gets worse, I better skip the game, and go back and eat dinner--SHIT!  My whole summer has been fucked, I don't feel like I had one, but I am sure, that the OTHER JOANNS HAVE ENJOYED ALL EVENTS, in the PLAYFUL CITY!  I sat on a rock, because there were, chalk writings on the asphalt, that said, GO SLOW, 4 KIDS . . . good, my kids, will eventually be on my side, they have been compromised by marrying the enemy!  LOL!  FBI Dating Game!  I slowed a bit, but there was another sign, SLOW DOWN!  I sat on a rock and stopped, following directions, and all the sudden this new, black and gold, charter bus, or private bus, the best MY MONEY COULD BUY, pulls up into the place near where you go into the stadium, is this the elite football fans, the ones to pull the curtains on the new JUMBOTRON?  I watched, as seemingly older people streamed out of the fancy bus?  Seemed a bit, high brow, for Montana, but what do I know, I have been living the DOWNTOWN, life with the HOMELESS, while my doubles have been living the HIGH LIFE ON MY DIME! was this purchased with my dime?  I WOULD SAY SO!

KEEP MISSOULA WEIRD . . . AND IT IS!

Yesterday, while paying Missoula a compliment, and Montana, I also, ripped the city, so was this all payback?  So, I head to the bus bench at the Motel 6, Van Buren and Broadway stop, and some chick is sitting there, with her smartphone, and looking at the bus, and tracking it with her app.  I asked if a bus was coming soon?  She said, I can't tell, because, bus number 5, is way down at the football stadium on campus?  But, another bus 5, just went up the Rattlesnake Canyon route, and bus #4, is way behind, so?  I was like, everything is symbolic, TWO BUS 5'S, one coming our way, and the other one on CAMPUS?  Could it be more telling, did, the other bus, pretend to go, down to the college, like it was taking me, to the GRIZ CELEBRATION? because that is my only transportation, and they were transporting the dignitary, who rides the bus, writes the blog and paid for the JUMBO TRON? what the fuck?

YOU BE THE JUDGE, I AM GOING TO LUNCH!

THE RIVER--IT IS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK!