P.S. REPOSTED, 12:56 PM, MOUNTAIN TIME, BELOW WAS POSTED, AT ABOUT 10:00 AM--INTERMISSION FOR LUNCH AT THE WASHINGTON COUNTY SENIOR CENTER--YUMMY BISQUITS AND GRAVY!
WOLF PACK MISCHIEF
Okay, so, here we go again. They are relentless! But, I am far better, more intelligent, have more energy, am younger in spirit, and more determined. I am sitting a lunch, with two ladies, from Hurricane, and one mentioned that she had gotten used to not driving, and I was wondering about the Mini-Bus, that shuttles seniors around St. George, Hurricane and somewhere else, and on line, they offer their services, to people 60+ which I am, and you can pay, $3 for a one-way ride, or $5 for both ways, or $3 ways both ways, which, why would you spend the extra dollar? So, I asked these women, if they took the Washington County Mini-Bus from Hurricane . . . oh, no, we drive . . . oh, but can you tell me anything about the bus? Well, we have a senior center in Hurricane, but it just runs within the city. Okay, but, earlier, before that conversation, I heard the two, sadly talking about this professional woman who at the height of her career, got this terminal illness, and it sounds like she had some type of career, and got cut down in the prime of her life, and I am sitting their thinking, Shelley, is doing damage control at the senior center, where I have been eating all week, to create and engineer puzzles, to make people think, that she is still the attorney, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., not the biologist loser, she is, who, did complain to mom a few years ago, that she had lumps in her breasts, hint, hint, hint, thinking she had cancer! She just wanted sympathy and money, but, she has been used to the prestige of being me, unhindered for at least 4 years, while I have been in Montana, Colorado, Nevada, Washington, Oregon, and back, with her or another double, doing double time in Montana, 9 WOMEN AND ONE DRESS, MINE!
Then, I go, tag the Mini-Bus driver in the valet parking area of the front door of the senior center, to see if he has a schedule or what his services are . . . oh, I don't go to Hurricane or the DMV . . . but the internet says, you services go from St. George to Hurricane and this is on your way, so, if you don't go right up to the DMV, can you drop me at the corner and I can walk over, I need to go renew my driver's license--I didn't say, that, my sisters have been using it for the last three almost four years, being blocked from using MY OWN NAME AND LICENSE, BOTH BAR AND DRIVERS LICENSES, but, I just need a ride out there. Taxi would cost a fortune, and I need to take the test and get a ride back, too! Washington County under the direction of the wolf pack, is working with them to block me from UPSETTING MY APPLE CART they have all ridden in for YEARS! You stopped the Greyhound Ticket, from St. George to Kalipell or Cedar to Kalispell, Montana, that I have scheduled for October 3, 2016 or Monday, you are fucking me up getting a car, messing with Lincoln Ford and Kia Soul, or FINDLY Kia, better known, as FIND LAY, or the fake bitches all hooked up with my former husbands, lovers, or love interests . . . time to love again! LOL!
So, much like going to 5 counties, read below, intercept communications, just like the Mini-Bus, you see, I tell you these things, so, when you hear them, you will mess with them, as you always do, with some paid member of the Mormon mafia in St. George, and surrounding states, who then, has to go cover the asses of the fakes, so they will not be discovered, and generally, trying to act like, I am the interloper in my OWN LIFE! So, Shelley's sobbing it up, again, trying to steal my thunder, again, only I don't mourn, am not sad, don't really look at it as a tragedy, because, it is ACCORDING TO GOD'S WILL, not MINE! In retrospect, almost without exception on any given day, I feel that it is great, that someone kicked my ass, and forced me out of UTAH, probably saved my life . . . no case, house, law practice, bar association, client, or anything, is more important than my LIFE! I dig the hell out of my life and find JOY everyday, with only moments, exception. I feel more sorry for them, that their SOLE purpose in life is trying to be ME and make my life MISERABLE, because, it simply is not, HIGH ADVENTURE, FUN, SCARY AT TIMES, but HELLA GOOD TIME! With them talking my CARS, CASH, CREDENTIALS, what have then gained, Jack shit NOTHING! LOL! What a pain in the ass, to run around, so obsessed with every word I write or say, that, they are consumed, control, and doing my bidding, so far more than they understand, inferior as they are. LOL! ABC, they follow me, ABC, they do what I do, or get someone to lie and when it gets really bad, they try to kill me! HOW FUCKING PATHETIC, you all, watching me 24/7 living? You would have been much better off, to just be YOURSELVES LOWLY AND PATHETIC AS YOU ARE, AND FOCUSED ON BEING HAPPY WITH THE LIVES YOU HAVE MADE! LOVING THE KIDS YOU BIRTHED, improving the world, you had control of, not living, my dreams, loving my men, participating in my life, my law practice, shanking my friends, trying to steal my kids, and trashing your own . . . I MEAN, I CAN'T THINK OF A MORE MISERABLE LIFE!
I Say This With Attitude! Someone is Trying to Get Me! Seriously? Yeah, Going from the 2012 Elections to the 2016 Elections, and Every Day In Between! You Don't Say?
Yesterday, when I was packing up my computer, my grandson, had laid, a blank recipe card, vertically, on the top of the computer, so the lines were the opposite of the way you would write, and, on top of the card, was a pencil, with a blue eraser on it . . . for a second, knowing that, nothing happens by accident, and some things, can be, God signs, I wondered if there was a message it this odd, display. And then the thought came to me, that, yeah, the blue, my color for Mormons, family, the opposite of politics, is indicative of what the conspiracy against me, in this state of Mormon, and the Montana faction, of the state off Mormon, and the Mormon militia of cops, of all flavors, sizes, shapes and uniforms, regardless of jurisdiction, or constitutionally assigned powers, prosecutors, same, and judges, same, have done to me for four years, starting early in 2011, with Mitt Romney on the horizon, to now, erasing any connection between me and this blog, me and my exceptional children, which even the names of the streets, to my daughter's house, might symbolically indicate, like McKinney or McKinnely, Kennedy Place, Columbia, Acacia, Belford Place, Ma Bell, is the overriding, statement: (1) Mckinnely, is the name of Shelley's grand-daughter by her daughter, Alex, who lives in Texas, not here in St. George; (2) now, going up River Road, their is a St. James area of St. George, Utah, to be distinguished from, Kennedy Place, connecting, the fake double for James Kennedy, with sister, Rachel, aka, now me, or one of me--James "Angel" Kennedy, is the dude, one of the 51 Kennedy cousins, all bikers or federal cops, or, wink, wink, both? Shelley and Frank, Interpol, are allegedly, Me and Allan Rex Bess, the real one is dead, killed by the two, the fake, Frank, is still alive, collecting Allan's Veteran's benefits and Social Security benefits, just like Shelley, is trying to do with me, and I believe, she has gamed the system, hacked it, or brother, Jared Southwick has, giving her the same amount as me, but without, subtracting my student loans from mine, but from hers! Now, with me writing about James, all the sudden, with the Mo's, CIA, and FBI, wanting, this hard to handle chick, this bad ass con law chick, to be Rachel, the wimpy chick, with $50,000 of enhancements, all boobs, no brain, to be me the BRAINIAC! So, they use the guys, to pull the bait and switch, and of course like all, penis driven, rather than brain, driven guys, we'll take the dumb, taller, thinner sister, rather than the cooler, smarter, blogger and attorney, and just pretend, that we are with the woman of our dreams, JoAnn, and just call, the other chicks the same name, and fantasize, we are with the real, cop trophy wife, the one, who has kicked your asses for 20 years! You can have the men, but not my FAMILY OR MY LEGACY , , , you get to be the flight attendant, the biologist, the historian, the decorator, the EMT, NOT ME! (3) Columbia Circle, Columbian Drug Cartels, CIA involvement with the world drug trade, the Bushies, into G.O.D., Gold, Oil, and Drugs! now they have just moved on to easier targets, MY FAMILY! (4) Acacia, or At, See, At, CIA, or the on site, shredding . . . make sure, that I am erased, and replaced with blue, Mormon Muffins! (5) Belford Place, or Ma Bell . . . now, Shelley and Frrank, Rachel and Kennedy, and about, several other couples, all want to claim my kids, for several reasons, first, they are stellar, sweet, smart, superior, have served their country and receive, acclaim as rock, pop, hip hop, stars, and they are all, basically, well rounded, All-American, good citizens, and GREAT PEOPLE! The sista club's kids, or Dixie Kids, Dick's kids, kids, all but mine, are very average, normal and boring, doing the Mo Man and Muffin things! Greta put a big ass white pumpkin, out in front of her house, my thoughts were, is this a "communication without communicating" sign to the sky cops, NSA, also involved in this scam and bull shit, because, one of my colors for Shelley, is white, and they are trying to make, ME, her and HER, me . . . no, I am NOT SHELLEY, GRETA IS CONNECTED TO ME, JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., THE ONE AND THE ONLY . . . all cop egos, aside, that is the SIMPLE TRUTH, and along with me, comes, Greta, NOT MA BELL, or Shell Bell, the empty, business shell, SHELL SHOCK, is not me! I am JO BOXER, you have come to know and love, since 1997, at the attorney general's office, starting with asset forfeiture!
ALL MY I.D., WAS STOLEN SHORTLY AFTER LEAVING UTAH, AND I WAS REPORTED AS DEAD, LESS THAN ONE MONTH, AFTER I DECIDED TO PERMENANTLY, MOVE TO MONTANA . . . GAMES EVER SINCE . . . WE ARE TRAINING TODAY . . . YOU NEED THIS OR THAT . . . OUR COMPUTER IS DOWN . . . YOU HAVE TO START WITH A NEW DRIVER'S LICENSE AND I.D., NUMBER, EVEN THOUGH, IT IS CLEAR, BOTH PICTURES ARE "ME" . . . BLOCKED, BLOCKED, BLOCKED, TRYING TO SEPARATE ME, FROM WHO I AM, AND TWO DAYS AGO, HERE IN ST. GEORGE, WITH THE HELP OF UNDERCOVER COPS, AND BUS DRIVERS, I WAS BLOCKED, ONCE AGAIN, FROM, GETTING 5 COUNTIES GOVERNMENT PEOPLE, TO HELP ME OBTAIN, FUCKING NECESSARY, FOR IDENTITY THEFT PURPOSES, FOR ME TO CONTINUE, OR RESTART BEING ME! . . . THIS IS "MY" LIFE AND I AM GOING TO RIDE IT! BITCH SQUAD AND COPS, NEED TO BUTT THE FUCK, OUT OF MY LIFE . . . ENTERTAIN EACH OTHER WITH YOU NEWEST SEX RAGE, BUTT FUCKING, BUT LEAVE ME OUT!
So, here is what happened, so you can see the patterns of criminal activity, and if cops are doing it, it is still a CRIME, IDENTITY THEFT IS A CRIME, NO MATTER WHO DOES IT, Mormons, family members, sisters, friends, attorneys, cops, prosecutors, judges, you can't sell, ME, you don't get to MARKET ME, you don't get to pawn my family credentials and music, nor take anything, that does not belong to you, you didn't do, nor accomplish, unless, I, give permission, authorization, agreement, sign and participate, of my own free will, without, coercion, force, being framed for a crime, threatening to harm a family member, etc. I AM FUCKING NOT FOR SALE! Back in 2000, when I was told I was going to DIE, allegedly, and I was fucked up or fucked with, attacking my best asset my BRAIN, I signed, a POWER OF ATTORNEY, to my father, with a FIDUCIARY DUTY, to act in MY BEST INTEREST, and SELLING E TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER, MAKING OTHER SISTERS, ME, IS not in my BEST INTEREST . . . the standard for parents, with children, and I was listed, or diagnosed with a terminal brain disease, and that took me down, to the testing level of a 5 year old . . . I have since them been to the UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, and am #1 in the nation on civil rights defense, bar NONE! That is MY LEGACY, and MY FAMILY, IS MY FAMIILY . . . no, FAMILY PAWNS, switched, exchanged, or being assigned, my sisters' shit ass kids, none of which, I would trade for ONE FUCKING DAY, WITH MINE! SORRY, NO DICE, my favorite four PEOPLE IN THE WORLD, ARE MY KIDS, I GOT TO CREATE WITH THEIR FATHER, A UNIQUE BLEND OF HIM AND ME, and THEY TURNED OUT AWESOME, NOTHING BUT AWESOME . . . so taking your average Joeys, Mary Janes, Sarahs, Sams, Rickies or whatever, NO THANKS, I'M GOOD WITH MY PRODUCTS, PRODUCE, GOLDIE BOX AND HER FOUR GOLDEN EGGS!
So, as I attempt to get my life, license, freedom and liberty back, after, it was all stripped from me, of course, I am blocked at every turn . . . I either walk, or ride the bus, or sometimes, Greta, drives, so I am easy, to predict and follow, anticipating where I am going and what I am up to, and I should be easy prey for the CIA, but, I have proven, time and time again, state and state again, THAT I AM FAR SUPERIOR TO THEIR BEST AND BRIGHTEST! But, that doesn't mean, that if given a chance, they won't block me, and save the bitches, if they can, because, they promised, the hag hacks, and wanna be attorneys, cop cunts, that they will make sure they don't go to prison, but, it is OKAY, if the REAL JOANN, THE SMART, PRETTY, MOTHER, GRANDMOTHER, ATTORNEY, BLOGGER, WHO EITHER PRODUCED THE KIDS, OR MADE THE MONEY, we are using to try to take over the world . . . we can kill her, because, if we get rid of her, in favor of you, or the bitches, we get THE KIDS, THE CASH FOR KIDS, THE BLOG, THE CASE, THE MONEY, and we get to GIFT, all this to one of the hags, who didn't do ANY OF THIS, but stole the GLORY, THUNDER AND MONEY, with vigilant, watchful eye, making money for all cops shops, Mo's, etc. involved and members of the multi-level marketing Ponzi scheme that has made us ALL RICH!
PLAY TO GET PAID! AN ARMY ENLISTED!
We LOVE them, all as YOU, but HATE, YOU AS YOU! So, we are willing to help, in exchange for cash! This is really, CASH VALLEY, you thought it was in northern Utah, but the CACHE VALLEY crew from up north, just migrated down south, making this CASH VALLEY, now too! Brett, Shelley, Kay, Dick and Helen Southwick were married in the Logan Temple, when Shelley was three months in the womb, the true DEVIL child for those who don't believe n the Atonement and CHRIST, so we have to make up, for not being conceived, under the covenant, take from second daughter, JOANN, the GOLDEN CHILD, and distribute, to the rest of the family, in this FAMILY PAWN AND PONZI SCHEME! So, I get on the bus the other day, some chick, tells me that, Five Counties Government, over, on Tonoquint Drive, spelling, but ironically across from, STAR NURSERY, as MINE IS, can help you, get your driver's license, I.D., and a few other things. I thought, great idea, since the second, I go, or Greta drives me, or I get a new car, which has also been fucked with, I know they are going to block me from MY I.D., like they did at the same DMV, three years almost four years ago, when I tried before, having tried all over MONTANA TOO, tons of more secretive MO's because, no one thinks they are Christians, and they don't like them, much, in them their hills! LOL. So, the next day, I get on the bus, with some older driver, training another one, so, he is just sitting their to ask, where, to get off the bus . . . not one he was driving, but one up at the Sunset Corner transfer place, knowing the place was somewhere over on bus #6.
I actually, asked two bus drivers, a female and the old dude, whom, I have told a thing or two about, why I am riding the bus, and that I used to practice law in these parts, until, this bad ass con law chick, faced off against the state of Mormon, using Book of Mormon law, then all bets off, ballz out, and MURDER SHE WROTE, started to happen, so he knew a bit about me, probably, a R.E.D., Retired and Extremely Dangerous, guy, enlisted, with the old dudes who used to rule the world, old CIA, FBI, Marines, etc. who's glory days are LONG GONE, but have nothing to lose now, wanting a taste of the action AGAIN! So, as soon as I told this guy, where I was going, he started into PANIC MODE, and frantically, started to question me, why, where, doing what, for what purpose, and at first, I tried to evade his questions, so I would not give myself away, but I am sure, I am on, 247 surveillance, with cameras on all the buses, and a WHOLE NEW CREW OF GUYS, lately, after the first day or two, I rode the bus, was he trying to ALERT THE FBI stake out, crews? Looks like it worked. I got off the bus, and some of the businesses and signs around there, across the street, told the story, RAW ALARM, or something like that, can't read my notes now, other than, ALPINE FIRE, but, the thing most interesting to me, was a sign, for real estate, that, had a woman, who, looked, somewhat like me, the sign, said, AVAILABLE, she was golden blonde, wearing a shit, black, short sleeves, like I had on, but to my HORROR, she had the name, SHELLEE ?, can't read my notes, so, again, they are trying to make, local cops, think, the dark haired, hazel eyed, Shelley, my older sister by a year, is JoAnn, connecting her looks, with MY NAME, and putting MY LOOKS WITH HER NAME, FUCK NO!
But, this place is over by DATIX or some technical college, but, I didn't know, exactly where, 5 Counties was, so I wandered, but, I KNEW, that this old codger, had put out the ALERT, May Day, May Day, that, she is going to get her license, which, he finally got out of me, not being secretive, and totally, fucking honest, and he, again, in a panic, said, well, you don't go to them to get your I.D., or driver's license, you go to the DMV . . . I said, I have tried them and they are wired, into the fraud, and blocked me, trying to make me get a whole new number, CUTTING ME FROM ME, and allowing, the sista bitches, access to my PERFECT DRIVING HISTORY, and MY GOOD NAME, ALONG WITH MY HISTORY, IN UTAH, INCLUDING MY LAW PRACTICE AND YEARS AT THE GOVERNMENT . . . fuck, NO, I am not starting with a new number! SHIT, it is like, Wells Fargo, saying, well, we only changed one number . . . no, you took ALL MY MONEY AND DUMPED IT IN A SECRET ACCOUNT, and UNJUSTILY ENRICHED, THE BITCH, SHELLEY! So, no, I have not driven, taking away, MY 14th amendment LIBERTY RIGHTS FOR ALMOST THREE YEARS NOW! As I went into ask, I knew, they raced some fucker, FBI agent, housed in the Blue Bunny Building, hint, hint, hint, think, communicating without, communicating or talking, Rachel is the BLUE BUNNY, the MO PLAYBOY BUNNY WITH THE TAIL AND BIG ASS FAKE TITS! But, after asking someone at the AUTISTIC Center, or daycare, I walked out, and my God, Intel, told me, to forget it, or TRASH IT, because, either the sky cops on my side, caught the bus driver alerting or setting off the ALARM to the mob, or the cops blocked it already, so I got back on the next bus!
ALONG THOSE LINES . . . LAST NIGHT AND THIS MORNING!
About, a week ago, in my blog, I mentioned that, the Washington County Constable, left his card, in Greta's and Dallas's door, with a not on the business card, for me to call, him . . .remember, after Dallas told me, the next sign, was a Gehl and JCB, heavy operator equipment, being pulled on a trailer, for construction or whatever. JCB, being JoAnn See Burn or JoAnn Construction Burn, with the phonetic, Gehl, or Jail! So, no thanks! But, there have been daily, sting ops, it is relentless, believe me, I don't write about half of them, only the most dramatic or the best get aways or GREAT escapes! Which, it appeared, that this morning was. Okay, so last night, Dallas forgot or was late taking the kids, to soccer, so me and Greta took them, because, Dallas went to get a hair cut and he was late. He had the duty to then, just pick them up. It was a nice fun, relaxing mother and daughter, night, enjoying recaps of the debates and just eating and watching TV while she folded the clothes. The kids have soccer, between the three of them, for three hours! So, Dallas, walks in with the kids, and he is sporting a NEW HAIR DO, not the professional soccer player look he had, shaved, but with longer hair, dropping to only one side, look, but he comes in with a HIGH AND TIGHT, military or cop, do! I don't know, if this subconsciously, started the ball rolling, or what. But, things, rolled from there.
Now, for the last, few days, I have not felt the need to get up, before dawn, and split, like I did, last Saturday, when Greta and the kids were out of town, I think, I still got up, but not way early, the first part of the week, continuing, to walk and get exercise, first starting with necessity, followed by health and I can go this far, about a two and a half mile walk, to the bus stop, down by the free doctors' clinic. But, yesterday, I relaxed, got involved in the MOST EVIL: KILLER LIES, episode, I watched, Wednesday night and wrote about yesterday, about the two types of murderers, impulse killers and predatory killers who hunt their prey, so I didn't take off early, and decided to hitch a ride with Greta, as she went to take her EMT exam at the college. So, I had been going later, and got a ride, so, I planned on doing that this morning too . . . plans change, ALWAYS, need GOD INTEL! or I am FUCKING TOAST! So, before I went to bed, I noticed this like Lego display, almost of the GHOST BUSTER movie car, and people, staged on a black backdrop . . . I loved the original, Ghostbuster movie, from back in the what, 80'S? I said, is this the GHOSTBUSTER car? Greta, said, yeah, me and the boys are into Legos . . . and I am like, I knew the boys were, because, I bought them, their first treasure trove of Legos, buying Kay Lynn Reilly's sons, for $150, back four years ago, before I left Utah, so, no surprise, but, Greta included herself in that? She told me, she got that for her birthday, must have been last year, and she seemed surprised it was still, in tact, and I said, I didn't know you were into Legos? But, she is totally into soccer, since watching the World Cup, and I guess that makes sense, she enjoys Legos too. Cool, great mom!
A SERIES OF EVENTS, STARTING WITH A DREAM, WAY EARLY IN THE NIGHT, FOLLOWED BY SEVERAL MORE, WAKING ME UP, AND AN ALARM GONIG OFF AT 4:30 AM? FOLLOWED BY A STAGED SCENE AT THE CHEVRON GAS STATION, FOLLOWED BY A SHERIFF, ABOUT THE TIME, I NORMALLY GET UP, BUT I WAS, OFF AND DOWN A MILE OR SO, TO THE BUS BY, 5:15 AM, WHEN I SAW, A CAR DO A "U" TURN, FOLLOWED BY THE SHERIFF, ABOUT THE TIME, HAD I STAYED IN BED, WOULD HAVE LIKELY, BEEN A SURPRISE WHATEVER, FALSE ARREST, VISIT, GIVING DALLAS, OR WHOMEVER, SET THEIR ALARM FOR 4:30 AM, TIME TO PREPARE FOR?
- I am having a dream, about, needing to go to the bathroom, and I am in, almost like an over-grown, outhouse, with dirt floors, but, in a large empty shed. I try to go, but can't, then, I realize, that, in real, I need to go to the bathroom, at first just glad, I didn't go in my sleep, and I was out of it, go I went, go back on the couch, where I am sleeping, and, I have another dream, almost a waking, or drifting dream, of opening, like another outhouse, or porta potty, finding a dead guy, who looked like a guy with a blue jacket, almost like the ones, you see, on the FBI shows, slumped over, I think dead, not with his pants down, but like he was hiding, and got shot or died of a heart attack . . . then, I remembered, a dream, I had earlier in the night, long ago, with Greta, showing me the Washington County Constable's card, and saying, I wonder why he never came back? I started to add two and two together: (1) why didn't the sheriff or constable come back? (2) large outhouse, symbolic of outing my family, in my blog yesterday? (3) the dead, guy with a blue jacket, possibly an FBI agent? Shit, I better see what time it is, maybe, this is an indicator that, there is another sting op going and the cops will be here soon? 4:03 AM, okay, I better, get up, get breakfast and get my make up on . . .
- I look over at the table where my computer and backpack are, and one of my grandson's shirts, was, dumped on the table, and his team is the RAGE, with a lion, roaring, but the way, it was rumpled on the table, with just the lion and the word RAGE showing, I thought, the cops are pissed at me trashing Trump, whom they just endorsed on a national level, through the Fraternal Order of the PENIS, what I wrote in MY BLOG, yesterday, or the POLICE. They will be on the war path for that, plus, going after Trump, and going after the LIARS, whom they have been listening to and believing the PSYCHOPATHS, SOCIOPATHS, AND SERIAL KILLERS, thinking they are me! I better ditch out of here . . . oh, I had another, short waking, dream, just before I got up, and that was, just Greta's front door being open, like get out and go out the front door, I have been escaping early detection from surveillance by going out the back door, and sliding out the gate, even after Greta saw me the other morning, leaving her wondering and Dallas, from last Saturday's escape! So, the front door it is, but first, I always, go to the bathroom, even through, I had a half hour earlier, and as I approached the bathroom, going as quiet as I could, someone's ALARM WENT OFF, it was roughly, 4:25 AM????????
- so, I forgot the make-up, that I generally never leave home without putting on, even on ALARM RUNS, but, there were too many signs, to get out, and the alarm freaked me out. But, as usual, traffic increases, when I leave, no matter what time, as it did this morning, with some SUV, dark, going by me, near the little stream, I like to stop at, and someone made, like almost a fake animal or cat scream? I was surprised to find, three cars and a Pepsi truck at the Chevron station? Are they waiting for me, Pepsi is blue, and red is my color, I drink Diet Coke, and when I see a Coca Cola truck, white and red, that is symbolic of me, and a famous attorney, in the 1600 British common law courts, who's name was Lord Coke! LOL! Now, I could not see anyone, in the store, nor in any of the four vehicles, strangely parked in the parking lot? So, I avoided, my normal, stop, at the two chairs and table, for smokers, or me drinking water, being half way, or close, to half way down the hill to the bus stop. A dog was barking across the street, that was normal, but, I heard coughing, my sign for, cops, coming from somewhere, across the street, probably, close to 5:00 AM, by now. I decided he could be a spy or spook, giving warning that I was sitting, and who knew, who and what was waiting for me, the GHOSTBUSTER! or busting the 4 sister, spooks, Shelley, Kay Baby, Rachel and Susan Schmidt, all ME! all, spies, a family of spies, starting with great uncle Phil Christensen,, then Bryce his son, retired FBI over Mo Church security, running Temple Square, like the FBI, secret service, etc., then my father, OSS OR OSI, Air Force Spy when I was born, in California, allegedly Kay, same age, add a month, now, making the CIA Make a Wish Foundation, all ME's get to be attorneys and cops! WOOOO! They all think they are HOT SHIT, and the cops, indulge them in it.
- I get down to St. James Place, across from the Boulders, and just in time, I always, dart around the corner, and sit on the retaining wall, that curves, just off the main street, out of sight from traffic, when, all the sudden, the normal, car, for no reason, other than to warn the sky cops, that, the walker is me, seeing me just shortly, before the Pepsi truck went by, to confuse them, making me Shelley, or Rachel, one of the Mo chick cops, not the RED, FAMOUS BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, but trying to indicate that it is one of THEM, not me, not my COLOR, blue, doesn't look good on me! LOL! nor do cops! But the car, making the "U" turn, so, this is "U" or me, followed by the Pepsi truck, that allegedly we are to believe, is unloading products, to the EMPTY STORE, with nobody in it, not OPEN UNTIL 6:00 AM, this was about 5:00 AM, so I beat them from, making it look real, but I had been leaving later, without a sting op! And, just minutes after that, when I rounded the corner, a sheriff car went by, I never saw it go to the designated spot, like I normally do, and rat them out, so they probably, came from down the road, on River Road, went to the house, then missed me, and missed me again, and left, all about the time it would take, for an early morning raid. A call back call! LOL!
- Oh, very IMPORTANT EVIDENCE and PROOF, of WHO WALKED THE STREETS, LEAVING BELFORD PLACE THIS MORNING AT 4:30 AM, ME . . . check, the CACHE VALLEY BANK, next to the Wells Fargo Bank, just before turning down to the docs clinic nd bus stop, down by the post office, where I cut through, to get to the bus stop, and you will find, the drive thru surveillance cameras, both with me, making gestures, to let you know, the MOTHER, THE BLOGGER, THE WALKER and the ATTORNEY, IS ME, in the camera, SMILE, I AM ON CANDID CAMERA, at the CASH VALLEY BANK, in the first camera, I waved my arms in the air, madly, and in the second one, I flipped YOU OFF! I caught the 6:18 #2 bus to the terminal, then took bus #3 to Sunset, stayed on, and took now, bus #4, to Lin's Market, got off and came to McDonald's were I have been since about 7:00 or thereafter. NOW IF YOU CLOWNS, CAN'T FIGURE THIS EASY I.D. OUT, THEN YOU DESERVE TO DIE IN A PORTA POTTY!
- oh, I almost forgot, when I went to go out the front door, which has a little, latch, at the top of the door, that you can't get out, even unlocked until you open, so I tried to flip that, over to get out the front door like my dream, but, it would not budge? locked in, so I had to go out the back door? I went out the washroom door, just in case, surveillance was looking at the larger French doors, going off the kitchen and large room! Maybe detected, maybe not? But, I sure as shit could not follow the instructions in my dream from GOD! Gotta run!
HAVE A BLESSED DAY, TEAM UP WITH MY INTEL DUDE, GOD! I HAVE HAD A BLESSED DAY SO FAR! HEADING TO LUNCH AT THE SENIOR CENTER, WHERE I THINK, I HAD 2 SPOOKS WATCHING ME TYPE MY BLOG, SO THEY COULD LIE AND SAY, I WAS SHELLEY, OR SOMEONE OTHER THAN ME . . . I AM THE GHOSTBUSTER!