SCORPIANS. DROOLRULE. MAMA MIA' 3. BUNZL. PACKAGED FOR PERFORMANCE. ROCK ME MAMA, LIKE A WAGON WHEEL, ROCK ME ANYWAY YOU FEEL, OH, MAMA ROCK ME . . . ROCK ME LIKE THE WIND AND THE RAIN, OH, MAMA ROCK ME! LIBERTY DISTRIBUTION. GOT MILK? YOU'RE ONE IN A MILLION GIRLS. KILL THE COMPANY. MUST READS. TO READ OR NOT TO READ. THERE IS NO QUESTION. HIP TIP. FREE TUTORING. ORDER & PAY. PLUMBING FIX & WATER REPAIR. IT'S TIME TO TALK IT OUT. YOU'VE GIVEN ME NOTHING BUT SHATTERED DREAMS! I'VE GIVEN A TRUCKLOAD OF DEPENDABILITY! GOOD GUYS PIZZA. THE BEST OF THE WESTERN. BORN A BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK! LOL. SPEEDY GLASS. MORNING IN A NUTSHELL: (1) RT 5X TO DOWNTOWN FROM GREENWOOD. TRYING TO MATCHMAKE ON THE CROWDED BUS! COLGATE COMMERCIAL. ALREADY A PAIR. DUDE WITH STRING ON HIS WEDDING FINGER, WAITING FOR GIRLFRIEND, HE CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT TO PROPOSE . . . GUESS HE NEVER THOUGHT OF DOING IT HIMSELF? OR MAYBE HE DID? MODERN WOMEN, HE SAYS. GUESSED ME A 41 OR 42. LOVE TO TELL PEOPLE HOW OLD I AM! LOL. NOT LYING OUT LOUD. SIMPLE TRUTH. (2) MCDONALD'S FOR BREAKFAST NUMBER 1--SURVIELLANCE AND TRACE NEW DEBIT CARD! (3) SOCIAL SECURITY OFFICE, AURORA, TO GET A VERIFICATION LETTER TO PROVE, THAT, VOODOO FUNNY BANKING, IS COVERING FOR THE COMPANY CHICKS, DIPPIN' AND DUNKIN' DONUTS, IN MY BANK ACCOUNT . . . $160 IS A TON OF MONEY WHEN YOU ARE ON A FIXED INCOME! DUDE CHECKING BACKPACKS, DIDN'T CRACK EVEN A SMILE WHEN, HE WAS UNZIPPING, ABOUT 20 ZIPPERS IN MY BACKPACK, MADE FOR COMPUTERS AND PARAPHERNAILIA . . . I SAID, THERE IS NOTHING SEXY IN THERE . . . HE LOOKED AT ME, AND SAID THERE IS A SCARF? WAS THERE DYNAMITE OR SOMETHING IN IT? FUCK? WHAT THE HELL. NOW, LAST TIME, I CAME TO THIS BRANCH OF SOCIAL SECURITY, SOMEONE ALERTED, THEM, THAT I WAS COMING, AND ALL THEY DID, WAS SEND ME BACK TO THE MAIN OFFICE DOWNTOWM, WHERE THE GIG WAS STAGED AND SET, COPS AND ALL! I GOT A "VERIFICATION LETTER" TO SHOW MY BANKERS, THAT MY GOVERNMENT'S BENEFIT5 CHECK, WAS NOT THE $1,000 SOMETHING HE TOLD ME IT WAS, SEEING NO STRANGE ACCOUNTING ON THE BOOKS? REALLY? SO, WITH $202.00 ROUGHLY, 1/02/2018, A DEPOSIT SOMETIME AFTER MIDNIGHT, OF $1204.00 + A 2% RAISE, I GOT, LIKE $1245.00? IT SHOULD HAVE AT LEAST BEEN, ROUGHLY, $1407.00 OR SO, AND THE BANK ATM, ALASKAN U.S.A., AT WALGREENS, SHOWED, BOTH THE DEPOSIT, THAT APPEARED TO BE AS I RECALL, CHICK, CIA, MOST LIKELY, FUCKED MY IP, AND STOLE MY PROOF, I HAD, OF BOTH SOUND COMMUNITY BANK AND ALASKAN ATM, THAT PROVED, FUNNY BANKING, SO I HAD NO PROOF, LEFT, BUT, SURE INSULATION, IS THE "VERIFICATION LETTER" FROM SOCIAL SECURITY, OF ROUGHLY, A DEPOSIT OF $1227.00 . . . SO, BEFORE SOMEONE TOOK OUT, THE $160.00 FROM THE REMAINING, $202.00, LEAVING $40.00, WHICH, COMES FAR CLOSER TO THE AMOUNT I SAW, ON THE ATM RECEIPT, ON, 1/02/2018, NOTING, THAT THE $40.00 I TOOK OUT, APPEARED TO BE ACCOUNTED FOR, BUT NOT THE OTHER $160.00 MISSING! ERIC HAS TRIED HIS HARDEST AS THE SCREEN GUY, TO MAKE THE FORTUNE TELLER VERSION WORK, BUT, HIS EMAILS, PRISM, DUDES, DON'T ADD UP EITHER! WASHINGTON, D.C.. MADAME, SHELLEY OR MY FATHER, HAVE SHITTY ACCOUNTING SKILLS, OR WERE SO RUSHED AND FLUSTERED, THAT, THEIR ACCOUNTING DIDN'T ADD UP ANY WHICH WAY YOU LOOKED AT IT! TOO BAD, FOR PROOF, ASSHOLES, JAIL AND PRISON TIME, IS GETTNG CLOSER AND CLOSER . . . NO MERCY! 5 YEARS IN THE HOLE! DETAILS, MATTER, FACTS MATTER, REAL PEOPLE MATTER, FEDERAL WAY IS FUCKED, KILL THE COMPANY: STATS FROM MY SOCIAL SECURITY TICKET, TELLS ALL THE STORY: (1) WECOME TO SOCIAL SECURITY, SEATTLE NORTH, WA. YOUR TICKET NUMBER IS A100 (SYMBOLIC AS SHIT, AT 100% OF EVERYTHING ASSHOLES, FROM SOCIAL SECURITY, TO CASES, TO LOBBYING, TO WATER COMPACT TO BLOGGING!) (2) PLEASE HAVE YOUR SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER AND IDENTIFICATION AVAILABLE. TRY USING OUR ONLLINE SERVICES AT WWW.SOCIALSECURITY.GOV (SURE SHELLEY USES ONLINE, I NEVER HAVE--VERIFY, VERIFY, VERIFY!) (3) 1/9/2018 09:19:01 AM . . . CAN'T GET MUCH MORE PRECISE THAN THAT! (4) VERIFICATION LETTER DATE: JANUARY 9, 2018, CLAIM NUMBER: XXX-XX-2353A, XXX-XX-2353DI . . . THE REGULAR MONTHLY SOCIAL SECURITY PAYMENT IS . . . . $1227.40. SIGNED BY THE OFFICE MANAGER. FUCK YOU, BANK, CIA, FBI, LOCAL COPS! KISS MY BAD ASS! (5) IN HONOR OF DUNKIN' DONUTS, I PURPOSEFULLY, WENT OVER TO "AURORA DONUTS" BUT, AMAZINGLY, THEY WERE NOT OPEN . . . WOULDN'T WANT TO MARK, MY TERRITORY, WITH MY DEBIT CARD, RIGHT? CLOSED? DONUT AND COFFEE SHOP CLOSED WITH THE REGULARS, WAITING? THE TENTICLES AND ENTANGLEMENTS OF THIS SHIT IS MIND BLOWING. (6) CAUGHT RT OR RAPID RIDE "E" TO DOWNTOWN . . . LUCKY FOR ME, AND SYMBOLICALLY, HELL OR, DROOLRULE, DOG FACE, RACHEL, THERE WAS A STOP, RIGHT AT ANOTHER, DONUT SHOP, CONNECTED TO HER . . . KRISPY KREME, AND CREAM HER OUT I WILL, DONUTS! RACHEL, AS A FLIGHT ATTENDANT, WOULD FLY, ALL OVER THE COUNTRY, AND THE FIRST THING SHE WOULD DO, IS LOOK FOR A KRISPY KREME DONUT SHOP, LONG BEFORE, I EVER HEARD OF THEM! I THINK, A NEW KRISPY KREME SHOP WENT IN, EARLIER, THAN THE ONE IN ST. GEORGE, DOWN IN MESQUITE, NEVADA, WHEN, WE WERE ON AN EASTER SOUTHWICK, RETREAT! RACHEL, INTRODUCED THE FAMILY, LA FAMILIA, TO THE DONUT TREATS! I USED TO RIDE THE MOUNTAIN LINE BUS, IN MISSOULA, AND RIGHT ON, ROUTE 7, THERE WAS A NEW KRISPY KREME, DONUT SHOP, AND IF THE RED HOT LIGHT WAS ON, I WAS OFF THE BUS AND IN THE SHOP! LOL. WHERE WOULD I BE WITH OUT THE EVIDENCE, TO TIE ME TO MCDONALD'S DOWNTOWN, TO, AURORA, KRISPY KREME? RECEIPT, COPS, BEST EVIDENCE, ENOUGH TO CLEAR ME ON A MURDER WRAP, BUT, NO ENOUGH TO CONVINCE YOU GENIUSES, OR RATHER DUMB ASSES, ENOUGH, A BILLION TIMES OVER, THAT I AM, EVIDENTLY, ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KRISPY KREME DOUGHNUTS & COFFEE, 12505 AURORA AVE. NORTH, SEATTLE, WA 98133, 205.440.1900! HOST: TIGIST 01/09/2018, 16, 9:49 AM, 10016, AREA: RETAIL COUNTER . . . ORIGINAL GLAZED - (S @1.25) 2.50, MAPLE BAR, 1.50, CHOCOLATE MILK, 2.05, SUBTOTAL 6.05, SALES 6.5% TAX, 0.13, COUNTY 3.6% TAX 0.07, TOTAL TAX, 0.20, CARRYOUT TOTAL, 6.25, MASTERCARD #XXXXXXXXXXXX2774, 6.25, AUTH:015411, THANK YOU FOR VISITING KRISPY KREME. WE APPRECIATE YOUR BUSINESS! EVERY WONDER WHY, I AM FAT? I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO PROVE, WHO THE FUCK, I AM FOR THE LAST, 6 YEARS, AFTER LEAVING UTAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHIT, HOW IN THE FUCK, DO YOU THINK, I DOCUMENT WHERE I HAVE BEEN, BUT THE COPS ARE TOO FUCKED UP TO GET IT! THEY SAY, THAT, ONCE SOMEONE, PICKS THERE CANDIDATE, THEY HAVE DECIDED TO VOTE FOR, FROM THAT POINT ON, THE PERSON, COP, FILTERS OUT, ANY NEGATIVE INFORMATION, ABOUT THAT PERSON, AND ALLOWS IN ANYTHING NEGATIVE ABOUT THE OPPOSING CANDIDATE! A TRUMP BASE!

THREE SHORT DREAMS, THAT INDICATE AND DEMONSTRATE THIS PRINCIPLE!

GOOD GIRLS.  SAINTS.

There is a new movie or TV show out, called, Good Girls, who turn to robbing banks!  Very appropriate . . . much, like Trump, my cop doubles, can do no wrong, are above reproach, and they are considered, Charlies Angels, who, even wrote this delightful blog, of over 1900 blogs . . . WOW!  Believe me, the filter is TOTAL, with, the cheerleaders for the cops, they have unlimited and relentless coverage by the shock jocks!  I on the other hand, can do NO, good, even though, all the cheerleaders have claimed to have done, is ALL MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

 

MISTAKEN IDENTITY OR NOT?

DREAM SEQUENCE #1 . . . ME AND PLAIN CLOTHED COPS!

• I believe, this, first sequence was, drummed up from the deep recesses of my subconscious, through the events of, the previous day . . . I wrote about, John, the program, director, at Hammond House, whom, I have seen on three separate occasions: (1) at a meeting, with all Hammond House Residents, to introduce him, to the crew . . . my first thought, is, this is a cop, working undercover, just feels like one, looks, like one and acts, like one, but trying not to: (2) last week, or wait several weeks ago, with Christmas and all, there were, of course, coverage issues, for all shifts, so, one night, when, Tracy was on, and nobody was there to help her, John, came and filled in, as you would expect, someone who supervised and didn't feel good leaving staff, alone, with, a house full of chicks, who usually, needed two staff persons, to handle the work; and, (3) yesterday . . . now the closer, I get to proving who I am, like, maybe the Fire Department, sending pizza to the Hot Hammond House Tramps, curious, putting two and two, together, that, wait a minute, Bad Ass Con Law Chick, says, she is residing at Hammond House, why wouldn't we believe her . . . checking out the TV room, the night, they came . . . maybe sent pizza, to see if I would write about, them, or prove to them, that, I indeed am, at Hammond House, just like I said . . . the cops, are suffering, amnesia, and don't seem to be able to connect, me to seeing me, or watching, me, and writing, even about them!  LOL.
• So, last night, while watching, a movie, HIDE AND SEEK, very symbolic, and generally, there seems to be, a sign, or message, that staff, probably unexpectedly, delivers and puts in the video, that to me, is a sign or whatever, as this appears to be . . . a case of a psychologist with multiple personalities, including being a serial killer, even going after his daughter!  In the credits, there was a man, named, JOHN L. POLICE!  God Intel, that I was right about, John, and, maybe about Holly, talking to him in the office with Linda, stating, that she needed to either kick us all out, by 5:00 AM, to make it to her new job, old job, or have John, come in and babysit us, until, we normally, left by 7:00 AM.  Holy Holly, was in the office with John, for about 20 minutes and acted strange when she came out . . . now all the girls who play ball with the cops, tend to get  housing, right as soon, as they fuck me over . . . since I wrote about, Holly and the hot firefighters, she would be one, they would want out of there, so, she couldn't turn,. evidence, against the cops or, the cop cunts, they are protecting!  To further substantiate, the fact that, John, was, a cop, or to protect him, from what I wrote about him . . hey, these guys ere fucking me over, no mercy for them, shit!!!!!!!!!  But, Linda, told me, that John got a great promotion, that he no longer would be dealing with us, but only the managers, over us?  I never heard of managers?  So, how do you get a cop off the hot seat, that, was there to lie, on three occasions, and protect, the cop cunts, from the inside?  You got it, promote him, into a "fake" position, when he never had the position, he was faking to in the first place, just giving him access to my friends, or staff!  The closer, I get to proving, exactly who I am, the more, vitriol, and vicious, the attacks on me . . . that takes me to this dream, segment, all connected to the next two . . .
• in this dream, I was walking downtown, or somewhere, in a parking lot, and, earlier, in the day, after writing about, the MEN ON THE FLOOR, firefighters and flirting, I realized, that I was living a life, much like a cloistered NUNN!  I spend my nights in a church, the Woodland United Methodist Church, where Hammond House is housed in Greenwood, and I spend my days, at Sophia's Place, at St. Luke's Lutheran Church, on Bellevue Way, where I write my blog, and get GREAT home cooked meals, from, particularly, Robyn and Sue! and their crews, of servers, and amazing cooks, and volunteers!!!!!!!!!!!!!  But, being around men, NO, not homeless men, just men at very controlled or easily, controlled environments, like, the predictable, McDonald's, or on the bus with surveillance, cameras, so I can be tracked, non-stop!
• Okay, so, I am walking through this parking lot, and some guy, rather, nice looking, blonde, goatee, smart dressed, but casual, about, 40 something, starts to approach me, at first, not in a menacing way, but, with a purpose, I might say.  I am kind of trying to avoid him, altogether, but he seemed intent on making it over to me.  I kind of stared him, down, but he was not deterred, as I moved, and positioned myself, to get away from, him, all the sudden, a gang of men, showed up, in the parking lot, equally, nicely dressed, casual, but, they all seemed to have one purpose, to GET ME!  I felt, like, a rape victim, about to be attacked, but, hadn't, been caught yet, and in the dream, and I have heard this, that often, we will, either, switch out of that dream segment, before, something bad happens to us, or, we wake from, a stressful situation . . . my REM sleep, seemed to take me to another connected and equally, stressful situation, that, was like a continuation of the first dream . . .

DREAM SEGMENT #2: CAR CAREENING, OFF THE ROAD, DRIVEN, IN A GET-AWAY ATTEMPT, FROM, MAYBE THE DUDES IN THE FIRST DREAM, BUT THE CAR WAS DRIVEN BY AN UNDERAGE, TEENAGER, OF ANOTHER BLONDE WOMAN, AND SHE AND I BOTH, APPEARED TO BE IN THE SAME SEAT, THE PASSENGER'S SIDE, WHILE, THE CAR, SPUN OUT OF CONTROL, HEADED DOWN, HILL, DODGING BOULDERS, AND STUFF, YOU WOULD FIND, NEAR, A CLIFF, OVER-LOOKING THE WATER OR A LAKE!  SHE KEPT APOLOGIZING PROFUSELY, AND FOR SOME REASON, I FELT IT WAS RACHEL, AND, HER PARENTING STYLE, IS, FUCKING TO ALLOW, KIDS TO RUN THE SHOW, TAKING ALL OF US DOWN WITH THEM . . . SHE WAS NOT A MOTHER, BUT WANTED TO BE A FRIEND, AND LUCKILY, WE STOPPED, JUST SHORT OF GOING INTO THE LAKE! HANGING BY A THREAD!

• this is a fascinating, segment, because, it portrays, exactly, what, I believe, the feds, the Company, tried to accomplish, with this TWIN thing, using RACHEL, as a double for me, and taking her to Washington, D.C., married to top brass, ass, Kennedy, Blue Blood, or someone, along with Shelley and other chicks, but, the main, gal, who looks the most like me, and who has a personality, much, like mine, happy, and fun, with blonde hair and blue eyes, but, four extra inches the cops, just could, see, SHINE AND BLIND! but, the fact, that I was in HER car, with her, and me, occupying the SAME SEAT, is what I have been trying to say all the way along!  This case is much, like the PRINCE AND THE PAUPER, OR THE PRINCESS, AND THE PAUPERS!  DADDY'S LITTLE GIRLS, BIG LITTLE LIARS, driving a vehicle that is totally, out of control, taking me, right off the cliff with them, because, they are tainting, not only my good name, but my reputation, my image, my work, my life, and they, Rachel, would, allow her kids, to drive the car, that is careening out of control!  I remember, Rachel, wanting to run for Bloomington, Town Council, and she didn't know how to write a resume, or an email, at that time, and she had, EMILY, her second, daughter and third born, write, her resume for her . . . when, I asked to read it, Rachel, refused to let me?  I think, that, by that time, Rachel, was, using my credentials, maybe not to her friends, and in her ward, but maybe, and she used my credentials, to run for office, in a very affluent, area of St. George, Utah, against, attorneys, and the like, with no chance of winning, but for using my resume, and taking claim of my background?  I am not 100% sure, but I was not practicing law at that time and just coming out of the affects of the first TAKE DOWN, of Pick's Disease, but, getting back in charge!  People, have over the years, thought, that me and Rachel were twins, starting in, the summer of 1992, between my 2nd and 3rd year of law school . . . my INTEL, makes me believe, that, someone thinking we were twins, sparked, something in Rachel, that led to this whole fucking mess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Shortly after, that, she moved to Seattle, WA . . . did she take that, name and credentials with her, juggling, me and her, lives and resumes?  It appears, that all this was purely politically, motivated, Rachel, was the United Airlines, representative back in the 1999, election cycle between Al Gore and George W. Bush, the root of all this, PAT RAT SHIT! getting rid of me and the United States Constitution!
• after what could have been, an, almost 10 year stint, as me, uninterrupted, and unobserved by me, I got my law license, reactivated, and my father, when, APE SHIT . . . now why?  If a daughter, you preferred, was using it, or several daughters, basking in the good life, and being able to get in doors, that, only my resume could, with bragging rights, he would be pissed, and more pissed, if, Elliot's band, Hard Rock Band of 2008, was rockin' the world, but with a band of babies . . . cop babies, playing the ROCK STARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! with all the connections, networks, worldwide, to make millions if not billions on that, new band!  Rename the band, the titles, and NETWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  BAD MOMS AN DADS, get to lay claim to another part of my life, my sons, music, and make billions worldwide, for McCain, Palin, or Rachel, first attempt at getting power, and then, followed by Mitt Romney, using my case, to propel, Mormons, Republicans, Utahn's into the national spotlight, connecting, the intelligence community, with, the Mormon church, network, that bred and trained, Mormon missionaries for service in the State Department, U.S. Consulates, Embassies, and the Department of Justice, under, the FBI AND CIA!  Setting up, what would be combined, effort of the Bushies, the Mormons, the Republicans, the Illuminati, the CIA, and the new order, Poppy Bush, former director of the CIA dreamed of, even participating in the Kennedy assassination, to bring that dream of a SECOND VERSION OF AMERICA, a Republican version, we are seeing with Lindsay Graham, Corning, Ryan, all going from being against, Trump, to becoming his best buddies, even Mitch McConnnell, seeing a Republican world, under Trump, even with Putin, better than, working with Democrats!
• I THINK THIS SECOND DREAM, IS SCARY ENOUGH, BUT THE THIRD ONE, GOES RIGHT ALONG THE LINES OF THE FIRST TWO!

WHO'S SIDE ARE YOU ON?

• I have the LOUDEST MOUTH IN WASHINGTON and the WORLD, like it or not! Left, alone, my numbers, rock, imagination, and beyond, mowed, stolen, credited, to others, divided, thrashed, and crashed, but still, thriving and enlightening the world!  PERIOD.  So,  it is extremely, important, that, the Republicans, retain, control, over my name, essence, resume, blah, blah, blah, kids, etc., I am critical, to being able to pull this shit off . . . so we have, several JOANNS, all using and abusing, who I am for their political, and financial gains, and this dream, is so perfect--I WOULD NOT TRADE, ALL THE 30,000 FBI AGENTS, AND WHO KNOWS HOW MANY CIA AGENTS, ALL THE NSA AGENTS, AND THE DIA, FOR MY GOD INTEL, POWERFUL STUFF, THIS DREAM, COMMUNICATION!
• with all the hubbub, of the new book, FIRE AND FURY, about the inner workings of the Trump White House and his sanity, as a world leader, all the focus on, sexual harassment, with the Golden Globes Awards, showing of solidarity, and even, speculation, by myself too, that, Oprah, should run for president, getting the presidency out from, the hands of a HUGE ASS OFFENDER, SEXUAL PREDATOR, AND GROPER IN CHIEF . . . I HAD THIS DREAM, BUT AGAIN, THIS SHOWS, WHO PEOPLE THINK, I AM, OR WHO, MY DOUBLES ARE AND ARE CONFUSED, AS THE PRESIDENT HIMSELF IS, WITH SHELLEY, SAYING SHE IS ME AND BEING PRESENTED AS ME, ALMONG OTHERS, OF THE COMPANY, MORMONS, MAFIA, AND OTHERS!
• SYSTEMS TEAM DRY WALL!  In this dream, I can't even believe it after what I wrote yesterday, but with the confusion of who is who, in Washington, D.C. and everywhere, keeping me buried, and hidden, in this game of HIDE AND SEEK, burying me in the deep end of the ocean and using, modern technology, with the click of a mouse, at times, to control, my whole world, crossing the wires, as to who is who and where, this or that is being done . . . this dream, symbolically, shows, just where the President, sees me . . . riding in his car, him driving, and me, by his side, Making America Great Again, driving an old fashioned, car, the ones, where, couples could cuddle up, while driving, sitting right next to each other . . . it's been so long since i have driven, that I am not sure if that is a bucket seat, or whatever, they used to call, those seats, that are straight across, with no console in the middle!  Now, I have had one, other dream with, Trump in it, and he showed up where I was and bought me a Diet Coke!  LOL, other than the dream, I have NEVER met the man . . . I would venture a guess, that, is not true, I know for Shelley whom I have seen, on his trip, to Saudi Arabia, and with Jared Kushner, and again, just recently, in the halls of Congress . . . SHE IS NOT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  SHE IS NOT, MY RED JESUS ROCK STAR, SON'S MOTHER EITHER, NOR ANY OF MY FOUR BABY GENIUS KIDS, GET IT, I AM CURRENTLY, AT THE BELLEVUE, WASHINGTON, LIBRARY, VERIFY, VERIFY, VERIFY . . . I USED MY DEBIT CARD, TO GET, A DR. PEPPER, AND DORITOS CHIPS, OUT OF TWO SEPARATE VENDING MACHINES!!!!!!!!!!!!  ON PURPOSE TO MARK MY WHEREABOUTS!
• So, back to the dream, I was sitting, right next to President Trump, he was driving, which he never does, and we are cozy, which, with me, would never happen, I am a cougar, and fame, fortune, power, don't impress me, but it does, Shelley and the other, Mama Mia's, who want to be me and walk the streets of power, taking seats of power.  So, for me to be with Trump, alone in a car, is shocking and would NEVER HAPPEN, in a million years, but, I think, this portrays, who he THINKS HE IS WITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  He thinks, Shelley is the attorney, the bad ass, the professor, the blogger, and is probably, totally entertained by the blog, and even switches his positions, after I write on this or that subject . . . he just thinks, she is me, and he doesn't know me!  So, in the dream, showing the closeness of the relationship, he thinks he is in, but my horror and shock . . . now, there is no secret service, no eyes on us, we are completely and totally, alone, which, indicates to me, just what, I suspected, that he and Shelley, meet behind closed doors, in the middle of the night, and they are sneaking, or paying someone to turn the other way!  In, this other movie, last night, with funny, man, Chris Rock, running for president, there, is a chick who looks a lot, like Rachel, tall blonde with no credentials, other than, showing her breasts at Fort Lauderdale, during spring break, but she is there, to sexually, serve, the candidate, who is in love with a young black chick!  But, there is a shot of a bunch of women, government whores, wearing, camo and going through boot camp, to serve, powerful men, including the president!  So, not unheard of, in fact, joked about, in this spoof, on running for President, and fact be known, the way someone should run, DEMS, meeting the needs of the people! 
• all the sudden, Trump's hand, starts to run up the middle of my legs, inside . . . like all good, victims of sexual harassment, I am shocked, and don't know quit what to do.  The next thing I know, Trump's leg is thrown over mine, and right then, someone, from, Hammond House, Princess Sunshine, wakes me up, before, I have time to see, exactly how I would react, but STUNNED is the first thing that came to my mind . . . am I attractive enough for Trump to hit on me, FUCK YEAH, but there was so much, familiarity, that, Shelley is filling that role, and, he reads my blog as if he knows me!!!!!!!!!!!

WELL, ADD ALL THOSE TOGETHER, AND YOU WILL GET A GREAT PICTURE OF THIS CASE . . . MY CASE, AND TRUMP'S DOVETAIL TOGETHER, LIKE HAND IN GLOVE!!!!!!!!!

GLAD TO HELP, SPECIAL COUNSEL, MUELLER!