WIRED TO SERVE. I'VE COME SO FAR, AND IN THE END, IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER . . . EVERY SECOND MATTERS. EVERY BLOCK PUTS A DENT. EVERY FRY COUNTS! FIRE & ICE. EGG. FRESHLY CRACKED. FRESH START. ELCASADOR. ITASCA "SPIRIT." MONTANA GLASS. ECHO CHURCH. WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER! SENIOR MAFIOSO DESCENDING ON MISSOULA AND SURROUNDING AREA. MOUNTAIN LIINE #4 TO BONNER VERY MAFIA LOOKING, REFUSED TO LOOK AROUND, ACT NORMAL, GOT OFF WHEN HE SAW ME STARING AT HIM AND WRITING. SALT & PEPPER HAIR, ROMAN NOSE. DUDE WHO HAS BEEN HANGING OUT WITH MY BUDDY JACK, WHO IS IN ALASKA, WORKING FOR THE SALMON FISHING BOATS, NEW YORK, GOT INTO IT WITH LOCAL COPS ONE DAY, AND SAID, THINK I'M AFRAID OF YOU, I SPENT 15 YEARS IN RIEKERS, UPSTATE NEW YORK, FOR BANK ROBBERY. HELLO! YESTERDAY, I SAW HIM WITH ANOTHER OLDER GENTLEMAN, DRESSED, VERY MUCH, LIKE CHICAGO MOB, SITTING ALLEGEDLY WAITING FOR THE BUS, BUT I WAS ON THE BUS AND THEY DIDN'T BUDGE--GOOD PLACE TO TALK WITHOUT SURVEILLANCE OR CAMERAS! MR. NY MOBSTER, DOESN'T GENERALLY STAY AT THE POV. BUT YESTERDAY, HE WAS HELPING NEW CHICAGO GANGSTER, CHECK IN. DUDE DIDN'T GET BACK FOR CHECK IN, SHOWED UP AT THE DOOR, AFTER, 9:30 PM, OR LATER, CHICK AT THE DESK GAVE HIM A LUNCH SACK, AND HE LEFT, PROBABLY TO GAMBLE. HE CAME BACK, ABOUT A HALF HOUR LATER, HAD TO BE 10:00 PM, BECAUSE, I WAS SITTING IN THE FRONT DOOR AREA, LISTENING TO MUSIC, UNTIL HE CAME BACK, DIDN'T WANT HIM TO NOTICE ME. HE RANG THE DOORBELL, GOT PISSED, ACTED, JUST THE WISEGUY, HE PROBABLY IS! MUSLIM BROTHERHOOD MIGHT BE IN TOWN TOO. SAY SEVERAL DUDES, ABOUT, 2:00 PM, RIDE BY ON A BIKE, WHILE I WAS SITTING ON THE CEMENT WALL, ENJOYING THE FEW MINUTES OF SUNSHINE . . . THESE DUDES ARE GENERALLY YOUNGER, WOULD WANT TO BLEND IN, AND BIKES ARE FREE, CAN'T REMEMBER THE NAME OF THE PLACE. LIKE I SAY, TAKE A NUMBER, FOR A HIT ON ME, BETWEEN THE FIVE GUYS BURGERS & FRIES, WE HAVE COPS, MOBSTERS, FEDS, MUSLIM BROTHERHOOD, IRISH, INDIANS, AND GOD KNOWS WHAT ELSE. ALLSTEEL. OH, OLD TIME, GANGSTER, NEW YORK, EASTERN, SHOWED UP ON BUS #2, ABOUT 10:45 AM, HAIR SLICKED BACK, BROWN LEATHER JACKET, SITTING DIRECTLY ACROSS FROM ME! HE HAS COME AND GONE, BEFORE, IMMEDIATELY STARTED A CONVERSATION WITH ME, ASK ABOUT, ANNA, TOLD ME SHE WAS LEAVING, SO UP ON POV. STAFF, TRIED TO WALK WITH ME TO THE POV. BUT I TOLD HIM, I LIKE TO TAKE MY TIME! DIDN'T SEE HIM AT LUNCH! THE GATHERING. YOU MIGHT WANT TO CHECK, KNIFE RIVER, CITY RIVER CONSTRUCTIONS, AND ALL THE SUBSIDIARIES OF THAT COMPANY, ALLEGEDLY, THE LARGEST CONSTRUCTION COMPANY IN THE WORLD! TOLD, THEY DO ALL THE BIG ROAD AND HIGHWAY CONSTRUCTION GOVERNMENT CONTRACTING WORK, BIG RED FLAG! MUCH, LIKE THE GOVERNMENT CONTRACTORS IN THE MOVIE, STATE OF PLAY, ALL 12 OR SO, MILITARY GOVERNMENT CONTACTORS WERE ALL THE SAME OPERATION--MOB! THEY USE DIFFERENT NAMES, TO DISGUISE AND MAKE PEOPLE THINK THEY ARE ALL SEPARATE CONSTRUCTION COMPANIES, BUT, ALL GO RIGHT BACK TO THE HEAD, COMPANY--DON'T KNOW THE NAME! THERE MIGHT BE SOME ANTI-TRUST ISSUES, LEGALLY, TO BREAK UP A MONOPOLY! GOVERNMENT REGULATORS, PROBABLY ON THE TAKE! RENTON. SAME IN SEATTLE. WHEREVER I HAVE BEEN WRITING MY BLOG, THERE IS AN EXPLOSION OF CONSTRUCTION, BECAUSE, THEY ARE LAUNDERING, BILLIONS, THEY STEAL FROM ME, AND MY KIDS! SUNSET TRAIL. NEGLECTING GOD IS WHAT COMPLICATES LIFE! HOLLAND ELECTRIC. EAR CANDY. LOCAL VINYL JOINT. THE DITCH & THE DELTA. EVERY PURCHASE COUNTS! LAKE COMMUNITY TRANSIT--NOT! JAG (JOANN ATTORNEY GENERAL--6 FAKES OR MORE) I AM WRITING THIS RIGHT FROM THE COMPUTERS AT THE UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, 8:20 AM, 6/21/2019 . . . THE COP/MOB WIVES WOULD NOT RAT OUT THEIR OWN BREAD AND BUTTER HONIES! NOBODY NEEDS TO BE AFRAID OF THE MOB, OR THE MUSLIM BROTHERHOOD, OR DIRYT COPS, ALLEGEDLY, AMERICAN HELL'S ANGELS ARE THE AMERICAN MAFIA? BIKERS ARE INVOLVED IN THIS! BUT, I READ ABOUT THE BEGININGS OF THE SICILIAN MOB, THE ITALIANS AND THE SICILIANS, JUST COULDN'T GET JOBS, BACK IN THE DAY, 1950'S, SO THEY STARTED TO TAKE 10% FROM ALL THE PEOPLE WHO DID HAVE JOBS! THEN THEY STARTED TO FIGHT OVER TERRITORIES, GOT BLOODY, AND THEY MORPHED INTO THE GANGSTERS THEY WERE AND ARE! THEY YARE NO DIFFERENT THAT THE DUDES AT THE POVERELLO HOMELESS SHELTER! LOL. YOU JUST HAVE OTHER GROUPS, PICKING UP ON MAKING MONEY OFF, CITIZENS, OR TAX PAYERS, OR FAMILIES, WHO HAVE POTENTIAL, OR KILLING PEOPLE WITH MEANS, AND STEALING THEIR IDENTITES! SHELLEY WANTED A CAREER WITH POTENTIAL--OH, JOANN'S IS A GREAT ONE, LET'S POISON HER AND USE HER RESUME TO GET INTO DOORS, EVEN KAY'S TITS, OR NIPPLES COULDN'T GET HER, AS AN ATTORNEY, INTO . . .SHE WAS GOING IN THE HOLE FINANCIALLY, $10,000 PER MONTH, AS AN ATTORNEY! SURE, I PLAY THE LEAD ROLE IN JOANN'S FAIRY TALE LIFE! 360 DEGREE FRAUD! SO, DON'T BE IMPRESSED! THEY DID NOTHING, BUT JACK THE MONEY, AND CREATE BUSINESSES, OR KILL THE OWNERS, AND TAKE THEM OVER! ALLWEST ON TRAINING, ALL ME! PIZZA FROM SCRATCH! SEE HOW I CAN GET RID OF THE MOB, LIKE IN MY DREAM, WITH THEM, ALL LEAVING THEIR MACHINE GUNS, AND SPLITTING . . . RAT THEM OUT BEFORE THEY GET ORGANIZED! NEW HIP HOPPED UP COPS IN TOWN, WITH TONS OF SKILLS AND TOOLS! KISS. I NOTICED A DRASTIC CHANGE, BACK IN MAY WHEN, I CAME BACK, STILL HAD TRUST ISSUES, BUT, THE COPS JUST WATCHED, TRACKED, FOLLOWED AND SAW, THAT, YEAH, SHE IS THE CHICK BLOGGER, WE HAVE ALL READ FOR YEARS! THEN, THEY STARTED ACTING MORE LIKE THE FEDS, TAILS, TRAILS, TRACES, TRACKS . . . THANKS! NOW THE TABLES ARE TURNED, AND WE WILL SEE HOW WELL, THE MOB CHICKS SURVIVE THE HEAT THEY HAVE PUT ON ME FOR THE LAST, 7 TO 20 YEARS! I IMAGINE, NOT SO WELL! SOFT LANDINGS IN MISSOULA, SEATTLE, UTAH, AND OTHER PLACES, LIKE TEXAS, AND COLORADO, WHERE THEY FLEA WHEN THE HEAT STARTS TO BEAR DOWN ON THEM! GO GRIZ. GO ANYWHERE! SOME INTERESTING BOOKS AND AUTHORS, NAMES, THAT MIGHT BE OF INTEREST, WINDOW SEAL AT THE POV.: (1) "THE BOSS" (THE BIG DIPPER ICE CREAM); (2) "HOOKING UP." --TOM WOLFE. SEVERAL OF THESE, ENOUGH FOR EACH BITCH THEY BROUGHT ON BOARD! (3) "NOT QUITE POSTHUMOUS LETTER." --CAITLIN THOMAS (CAT, I, LYING, THOMAS IS ONE OF MY SIGNS FOR CIA!); (4) SEVEN TYPES OF AMBIGUITY." --ELLIOT PERLMAN. (5) "THE DIVINE ECONOMY OF SALVATION." --PREISILLA UPPAL. (6) "THE LONE PILGRIM." --LAURIE COLWIN. (7) "THE BEET QUEEN." --LOUISE ERDRICH. ALSO THE AUTHOR OF "LOVE MEDICINE." NOW FOR SOME CULTURAL TREASURES THAT SPILL OVER INTO UNITED STATES POLITICS . . .

Bad Medicine

Bon Jovi

Your love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need, whoa
Shake it up just like bad medicine
There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease

Bad medicine

I ain't got a fever, got a permanent disease
And it'll take more than a doctor to prescribe a remedy
I got lots of money but it isn't what I need
Gonna take more than a shot to get this poison out of me
And I got all the symptoms count 'em one, two, three
First you need (that's what you get for falling in love)
Then you bleed (you get a little but it's never enough)
And when you're on your knees (that's what you get for falling in love)
Now, this boy's addicted 'cause your kiss is the drug, whoa

Your love is like bad medicine, bad medicine is what I need, whoa
Shake it up just like bad medicine
There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease
Bad, bad medicine

I don't need no needle to be givin' me a thrill
And I don't need no anesthesia or a nurse to bring a pill
I got a dirty down addiction that doesn't leave a track
I got a jones for your affection like a monkey on my back
There ain't no paramedic gonna save this heart attack

 

When you need (that's what you get for falling in love)
Then you bleed (you get a little but it's never enough)
And when you're on your knees (that's what you get for falling in love)
Now, this boy's addicted 'cause your kiss is the drug, whoa

 

Your love is like bad medicine, bad medicine is what I need, whoa
Shake it up just like bad medicine
So let's play doctor, baby, cure my disease
Bad, bad medicine
Is what I want
Bad, bad medicine
Ow, it's what I need

 

I need a respirator 'cause I'm running out of breath
But you're an all night generator wrapped in stockings and a dress
When you find your medicine you take what you can get
'Cause if there's something better, baby, well they haven't found it yet
Whoa

 

Your love is like bad medicine, bad medicine is what I need, whoa
Shake it up just like bad medicine
There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease

Your love, bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need, whoa
Shake it up just like bad medicine
Your love's the potion that can cure my disease
Bad, bad medicine
Is what I want
Bad, bad medicine
Ooh baby, ooh baby
Bad, bad medicine (I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta)
I gotta, I gotta
I gotta do it again, wait a minute, wait a minute
Hold on
I'm not done
One more time
With feeling
Come on
Help me out now

 

 

Your love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need, whoa
Shake it up just like bad medicine
You got the potion that can cure my disease

 

Your love, bad medicine
Your kiss is what I need
Your love, bad medicine

 

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Richard Sambora / Desmond Child / Jon Bon Jovi

Bad Medicine lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

 

 

Hungry Like The Wolf

Duran Duran

Dark in the city night is a wire
Steam in the subway earth is afire
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt down I'm after you
Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Straddle the line in discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt down I'm after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf

Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
High blood drumming on your skin it's so tight
You feel my heat I'm just a moment behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

In touch with the ground
I'm on the huntdown after you
Scent and a sound
I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Strut on a line it's discord and rhyme
I howl and I whine I'm after you
Mouth is alive all running inside
And I'm hungry like the wolf

Hungry like the wolf

Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I'm on the huntdown I'm after you
I smell like I sound
I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Strut on a line it's discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt down I'm after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf

 

Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I'm on the huntdown I'm after you
Scent and a sound
I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Strut on a line it's discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt down I'm after you
Mouth is alive

 

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: George Taylor / Richard David James Heacock

Hungry Like The Wolf lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

 

THERE'S A BARBARIAN ON THE BUS!

•  I wrote about, my buddy, Lee, don't know his last name, but, he, to me, is a Missoula, Montana, cultural treasure!  LOL.  He reminds me of some old timer, who panned for gold in them, there hills!  He is always colorful, always, happy, always, ready to sing, and show me his latest purchase!  He has some doozies, but the day he wore the black oversized, sombrero cowboy hat, that blocked the Mountain Line chick, and the two cops, from seeing me, or the cops just pretended not to see me, because, they were scoping the crowd, really aggressively, or they were Shelley's robo private cops, dressed for bear, but, we were busy, because of the pink towels, Lee had under his hat . . . now for the rest of the story, beyond the 10 gallon hat . . .
• both Lee and I, and I am way, relieved to be on the bus, looking out at three cops by now, two looked fake to me, and one real, MPD, private cops, mix in with the real ones and create problems but do the mob's work, on my money!  So, Lee gets off, near his home in East Missouila . . . I take a relaxing ride, I love, that clears my head, gives me all the buzz of being in nature, the pines, the river, the green lush, underpinnings, and all that lovely, beauty in nature, without having to get dirty!  
• as we come from East Missoula, I see, this, what appears to be, a viking head ornament, on someone's head, and I am like, you have to be kidding, that can't be LEE!  LOL.  Then, I noticed, under the massive head dress, the PINK TOWEL!  LOL.  It is Lee!  What the hell, Lee?  LOL.  He said, it is my barbarian hat . . . WE HAVE A BARBARIAN ON THE BUS!  Now the reason, that has, significance, is, I had just ratted out, James Kennedy, who has long brown, hair, stands, 6'7", is a mountain man, and I called him, CONAN THE BARBARIAN, in one of my recent blogs!  SCREAM!  ESP OR PHYSIC POWERS, TO TELL ME THAT, THE PISSED OFF BARBARIAN, PROTECTING, MY DOUBLE, SISTER, RACHEL, NOW WIFE, HAS SURVEILLANCE ON THE BUS?????  WOW!  However there may be another connection between Lee and the Barbarian . . . surely the two would and did run into each other . . . another story . . .
• I met James, in Butte, the relationship broke at, me trying to be a responsible tax paying adult, with a law degree and amped up resume, having just applied for a job in the legal department of Montana State University in Bozeman.  He has asked me to meet him in Durango, Colorado.  I also knew that there were surveillance cameras, on us and two new ones had just been installed in the old Butte Rescue Mission where we met, back in late December, after, Christmas.  He had already been shot, didn't want him dead, I was going to go to Bozeman, to work, get a van, so during the summers, I could get this mountain man, out of the cold for winter, or something along that line, but, I didn't dare tell him, for fear of both our lives!  This is new to him.  The next day, all responsibility, left me, and, I decided, to go meet him in Durango, but he didn't know that.  For all he knew, I just blew him off for a second time!  I got poisoned, after purchasing a ticket to Durango, thought I better, get to Kalispell, where somebody might recognize me in the paper if I died, with no I.D.!  I was holed up in the Super 8 Motel, for, at least 5 days, too sick to crawl down the hall to get a Diet Coke, so death bed material!  LOL.  Kennedy told me about, the homeless shelter and soup kitchen in Durango, so, I went down there.  I thought, I saw a double of Kennedy, younger, smaller, darker hair, figured, that this was a stunt to switch me for Rachel, grafting another, branch into the live olive tree, with the attempt, of the DEA, to get rid of me, and bring on the girlz club, to steal my son's music, seeing he would never go, watch my son's music videos, ever?  Strange, love your lover's kids!  All that is history . . . so back to Lee and James, or what I think happened . . . jump to October, 2016, I believe, left, Butte, traveled, ended up at Old Faithful, the Poverello!  Hotel California, Eagles, you can get in, but never get out!  LOL.  So, I kept seeing large size shoes, starting in Durango, big brown, laced boots, pointing to the mountains.  Then, some oversized, boat shoes, Kennedy, Hyanisport flavor, then, there was this ring thing, and book thing in the dorms?  Always something there to remind me of James . . .
• so, one bright, fall day, all the leaves, changed, I am sitting on California Bridge, looking west, and, after a half hour or so, I turn, to see, this handsome, scruffy, bearded long haired, Kennedy looking tramp, with the traditional blue tarp, over his shit . . . I was heading to the swimming pool, not yet buddy, not yet, I was working out and getting in shape . . . Rachel needs to babysit you for a while, knew the boobs would get any man, particularly him, long legs, and such, so, get it over with, now, before, you hook up! if you do . . . so, he looks at me, I try to avoid him, and I leave to go work out . . . now that day, some short haired, dude, who, almost looked like a Kennedy double, CIA, Rachel's type, showed up in the hot tub?  What the fuck?
• after working out, I walk back to see if Kennedy, the one I knew was still there?  As I approach, there is a man, still looking like he is asleep, on the bench, where I thought, I saw Kennedy, but the tramp camp looked, different, but maybe I didn't notice, a change, and thought of his old stuff . . . the hat, looked, just right . . . so I thought, this is stupid, he never seemed to let a little weight, stop him, in Butte, so just go rip that fucking hat off his face and see if it is him, which I was pretty sure it was . . . I walk over and grab the hat, and, it is LEE!  LOL.  Was this a set-up?  I yelled, IT'S YOU AND SLAMMED HIS HAT BACK ON HIS FACE!  LOL.  ME AND LEE HAVE BEEN FRIENDS EVER SINCE THAT DAY!  I THOUGHT, KENNEDY, PAID HIM TO LAY THERE, OR GAVE HIM HIS 10 GALLON MOUNTAIN MAN HAT, TO FOOL ME!  I THOUGHT, I HAD A BIG FOOT SIGHTING, ANOTHER TIME, IN THE SPRING . . . HE WAS ON THE CALIFORNIA BRIDGE, WEARING A BALL CAP?
• ME, LEE AND THE BARBARIAN GO WAY BACK!  LOL.

WILDEST RESCUE STORY EVER, ON THE CLARK FORK RIVER, OR THE RIVER IN THE BOOK AND MOVIE, "A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT!" 

• this story, was actually told to me by the old, New York, bank robber!  Mr. Mafioso himself, after, I talked to Sandra, loud enough, and said a few obscenities about sister, Shelley, to let him know, she is a bitch and fraud, and of course he knows that, or he wouldn't be hanging around to kill me, the real money maker!  LOL.  Now the strange thing about this dude, is, I asked him, how Jack was, and he, said, he is doing great, no booze, where he is at in Alaska, he's having a great time.  I said to him, and he was looking sharp, and dressed well, that you sure are doing better.  I said when, I met you, you were walking around with that oxygen tank, and waiting to die . . . that wasn't me?  I thought, you looked too good to be that old dude!  So, a mob boss double, for the old, dude, I originally met?  He was going to get out of town, right after Jack left . . . did he leave for back east, or did he get killed, and this dude took his place?  The old guy, used to dress, in a black leather jacket, dark pants, black shirt under, and drag around, a tank with him.  He and Jack, slept in his old broken down, white Subaru, still parked behind, the Red Lion, he sold for $25 to some other Pov. rats . . . so who is this guy?  The other dude, camped out or slept in the car . . . this guy is wearing a nice light, tan jacket, blue shirt, and nice, light colored slacks, so, much nicer than the other guy, but I haven't seen him in a while . . . is this story true or not?  sounds like when Jack fell in the river, and, fought his way out, going 15 feet or more, slipping off branches, and such, until he fought his way out at high tide.  My stories are only as credible as my sources are . . . sounds plausible . . .
• so, New York dude, really, Chicago mobster, who murdered, rival NY gangster, and he is better looking, actually, nice looking . . . so, himself, another dude, and three Indians, are drinking all day, near the river.  At about, just before, 3:00 AM, the three injuns, decide to leave on their bikes . . . the other dude with the gangster, stands up and, falls off a cliff, and hits his head on the way down to the water!  It was dark and this, other dude is 70 years old, so, there is not much he can do, he sees the drunk in floating down the river on his back, and right about, as he hits, I think he said, Russell Bridge, the three Indians, are just rounding the corner, to drive across the bridge themselves, and they notice, who they think might be their buddy, floating on his back, and one of the Indians jumps in the freezing water, and tries to drag him out, but, he can't get him alone, so another, Indian, jumps off the bridge, and, drags both guys to safety.  The drunk one, was taken to the hospital, and stayed unconscious for two days . . . 
• now, if true, and it is very possible, and like I said, these are cultural treasures, from Montana, where lots of dudes and Indians, hang out by the rive and drink all day, and then, split at night, to go wherever they are sleeping for that night, and most prefer outdoors!  But, mafia dude, said, had the three Indians, been 3 minutes, early or 3 minutes late, that guy would have not been scene, and he would have died!  TRUE!  I call it a miracle, he calls it luck.  Some say there is no such thing as luck, I beg to differ, I have had LUCK THAT HAS LASTED A LIFETIME!  GREAT ESCAPES LIKE THIS DAILY!  ONE MINUTE TO LATE, ON MINUTE TO EARLY . . . BOOM!
• fun side, note, a radio host, yesterday, said, so many people he knows want to come to Montana, that he had people camping in his backyard, in his basement and in his front room, he said it is sooooo beautiful here, that he doesn't want to turn anyone away!  Most come and don't leave, like me!  LOL.  Locals, hate me, they wear hats, MONTANA IS FULL!  LOL.  NO CHANCE!

NOW FOR MY BIZARRE AND AMAZING DREAM . . . WE ALL KNOW, THAT GOVERNOR, STEVE BULLOCK, IS RUNNING FOR THE 2020 PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION, WE ALSO KNOW, THAT MOST PEOPLE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE MONTANA IS ON THE MAP!  LOL.  HE GOT CHEATED OUT OF BEING ON THE FIRST DEBATE, BECAUSE, THE DNC, DIDN'T CHECK THE FINAL LIST OR SOMETHING AND BULLOCK MADE IT THROUGH, ONE OF THEIR CRITERIA, AFTER THEY PUT THE NAMES OF THE DEBATE PARTICIPANTS OUT!  BUT, IN THE NEWSPAPER, A DAY OR TWO AGO, BULLOCK MADE THE SECOND DEBATE!  YEAH!  I THINK WE NEED A RURAL, QUALIFIED, EXPERIENCED, PRESIDENT, BECAUSE, IT IS ABOUT TIME . . . HE IS A FORMER, MONTANA AG, AND A TWO TERM GOVERNOR IN A STATE, THAT VOTED FOR TRUMP, BY, 20%, HE WON A TIGHT RACE BY 4% OF THE VOTE!

THIS DREAM IS A DREAM OF THREE SEGMENTS OF DIGRESSION: (1) IN THE FIRST SEGMENT, GOV. AND PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE, CAME IN, THE DREAM, LOOKING, JUST LIKE HE DID ON HIS, ANNOUNCEMENT VIDEO WITH, NBC OR SOME NEWS CHANNEL, YOU CAN SEE IT, HE IS HAVING BREAKFAST WITH HIS, TWO CUTE KIDS, AND GETTING READY TO GO RUNNING.  DID HE COME OUT WITHOUT HIS SHIRT, JUST GETTING UP AND PUTTING ON HIS T-SHIRT TO GO RUNNING--GOOD BODY!  LOL.  LOVE HIS VOICE, DEEP, MASCULINE AND COOL DUDE, WELL PREPARED FOR THE JOB, MORE SO THAN MOST . . . MONTANA IS THE 4TH LARGEST STATE, WITH ONE OF THE LEAST POPULATED STATES, WHICH MAKES IT HARDER TO GET SERVICES, EVEN TRANSPORTATION FROM ONE POINT TO ANOTHER, AND THEY LIVE ON A GOVERNMENT SHOE STRING, HERE, AND I AM WAY IMPRESSED, THAT THEY GET THE JOB DONE! NOW IN THIS PART OF THE DREAM, IT APPEARS THAT HE ASKED ME TO ADDRESS, SOME AUDIENCE OF VERY LAWYERLY LIKE LOOKING, PEOPLE, ON TOPIC LIKE, PRE-EXISTING CONDITIONS ON HEALTH CARE AND THAT TYPE, STUFF, I KNOW LIKE THE BACK OF MY HAND.  MY HAIR STYLE LOOKED, SOMEWHAT LIKE I USED TO WEAR IT, NOW JUST WASH AND WEAR, WILD!  LOL.  JUST THE WAY, I LIKE IT, BUT WOULD, CONFORM TO STANDARDS OF PROFESSIONAL CARE, IF CALLED TO SERVE.  HOWEVER THERE STARTS TO BE THIS MELTDOWN WITH BOTH ME AND THE GOV.; (2)  I CAN'T SEEM TO GET MY HAIR RIGHT, AND, THIS CHICK, WHO IS HELPING ME HAS THE SAME HAIR STYLE, THEN, SHE ASKS ME IF I HAVE THE LIST OF THINGS, THEY WANT ME TO TALK ABOUT AND, I DO, BUT, THERE SEEMS TO BE SOME TYPE OF MISCOMMUNICATION, AND, SOMETHING, STARTS TO MELTDOWN, IN COMMUNICATIONS, THEN THIS VERY PROFESSIONAL MAN, COMES TO SEE IF I AM READY TO ADDRESS THE GROUP, BUT, WE ARE STILL GETTING ME DRESSED, AND THIS IS WHERE IT GETS, DICEY . . . NOW THE CHICK HELPING ME, HAS WHAT I USED TO WEAR TO COURT, AS ALMOST A UNIFORM, BLACK SUIT, PANTS, AND WHITE BLOUSE, BUT, THEY HAVE THIS DREAM, BLUE, RUFFLES, LONG TO THE ANKLES, AND, MORE LIKE THE PROM DRESSES WE USED TO WEAR IN THE 70'S, THEY CALLED EMPIRE OR GRANNY DRESSES!  I WAS LIKE, THAT IS REALLY NOT ME, BUT, I GUESS I COULD WEAR IT?  BUT, I JUST CAN'T SEEM TO GET READY!  NOW MY HAIR IS MALFUNCTIONING, AND, I CAN'T FIND THE LIST OF TOPICS, OR THEY CHANGED OR SOMETHING, LIKE THAT . . . (3) THIRD FRAME OR SEGMENT, GOV. BULLOCK, NOW PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE, SHOWS UP, LOOKING LIKE GROUCHO MARKS, WITH BUSHY EYEBROWS, BIG HANDLE BAR MUSTACHE, AND I THINK GLASSES AND BUCK TEETH!  I AM LIKE WHAT, THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU . . . YOU TOOK RACHEL, INSTEAD OF ME? OR IS IT MY STORIES, THAT, MAKE MONTANA, MONTUCKY?  LOL.

I REALLY AM THE FORMER, AG, THE PROFESSOR, THE WATER CAMPACT CHICK, THE HOBBY LOBBYISTS, THE WORLDWIDE BLOGGER, PROMISE, THE GHOSTBUSTER, AND THE MOB BASHER!

IN OTHER WORDS, I KNOW MY SHIT, AND IF YOU CAN BE PATIENT, LIKE THE KENNEDY WASN'T, i HAVE TO DO HOTSHOT FIREFIGHTER DUTY, GRANDMA, DUTY FOR, MY DAUGHTER, A BIG SHOT IN THE FOREST SERVICE, BUT I WILL BE BACK, IN TWO MONTHS, MONTANA IS MY STATE, MY ID IS HER AND I HAVE BEEN HERE, FOR, 7 YEARS, FOR THE MOST PART, BUT FOR, A STINT IN SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, I LOVE TOO, GOOD LUCK, GOV. INSLEE, MAY THE BEST MAN OR WOMAN WIN!

BOTH GOV'S ARE FRIENDS, BOTH, FORMER, DEMOCRATIC GOVERNOR'S CONFERENCE CHAIRS, OR DIRECTORS, AND BOTH RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT!

I AM LICENSED TO SERVE.  WIRED TO SERVE!  DO SO, WITH OUR WITHOUT PAY!

TRUMP USED THESE DOGS WITH BOOBS, AND LOOK WHERE IT GOT HIM, ALMOST IMPEACHED AND THERE IS STILL TIME!

 EXPERIENCE MATTERS, THEY HAVE RUN ME INTO THE GROUND, WERE ALLOWED TO PUSH ME AROUND, KNOCK ME DOWN, AND, HAVE HAD, 20 YEARS, AND STILL HAVEN'T, ACCOMPLISHED THEIR GOALS OF STEALING ALL OF ME, ENTIRELY! 

WHO IS BETTER, THE BITCHES AND BASTARDS WHO HAD, ALL THE KINGS MEN, AND ALL THE KINGS HORSES, ALL THE GOVERNMENTS TOOLS, ALL THE FLAVORS OF COPS FROM LOCAL, TO STATE, TO FEDERAL, TO ROBO COPS, TO MOB, TO WHATEVER, AND THEY STILL, ARE NOT BETTER THAN, I AM . . . SURE  I HAVE SOME SCARES, AND I SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM, BUT, YOU CAN FEEL SECURE AND PROTECTED, IN THE ADVICE AND CONFIDENCE, I GIVE . . . THEY ARE LIKE THE HOUSE, BUILT ON THE SAND, SHIFTING WITH EVERY WAVE, OR BLOWN AWAY IN THE STORM . . . I BUILD ON A FIRM FOUNDATION, OF ROCK!

THE ROCKER IS MINE TOO!

SO FUCK, YOU!

I DIDN'T BEAT THE COP QUEEN, I WAS HER!