ATOMIC ART. THE PERFECT STOCKING STUFFER--"KINDA DON'T CARE." THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS, FOR A GAL LIKE ME! MARINATION--MARRY NATION! HIS MISSION--HER MISSION! MISSION OF JESUS CHRIST, THE SIMPLICITY OF THE GOSPEL OR THE GOOD NEWS. MY MISSION COMPLIMENTS HIS, MARRY THE NATION, THROUGH THE ONE BIDING DOCUMENT, THAT TO ME, IS SIMPLY GOD GOSPEL IN LAW, FOUND IN THE PREAMBE OF THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION--WHILE THE FOUNDING FATHERS, SET THEIR RELIGION AT THE DOOR AND CREATED A SECULAR GOVERNMENT, FOR ALL, THEY DID NOT DROP THEIR CHRISTIAN BELIEFS, NOT ONE BIT! AS I RODE THE GREYHOUND BUS TO SEATTLE, AMAZING INSIGHTS, CAME TO MIND, AS I PASSED THE TOWN, SOMEWHERE BETWEEN, PENALTON, WASHINGTON AND YAKAMA, WASHINGTON, WITH A TOWN, NAMED, HERMISSION! AS I REFLECTED ON MY STAY IN SALT LAKE, THE BIRTH PLACE OF MY STORY, STARTING, AS AN ATTORNEY, GETTING ME TO THE PLACE I AM NOW, HOMELESS, HAS BEEN ONE AMAZING JOURNEYING, AND THE GOALS I HAD AS A WIDE EYED, HOUSEWIFE, JUMPING INTO BEING AN ASSISTANT ATTORNEY GENERAL, MARKING ON MY RESUME, UNDER THE PERSONAL INTEREST PART, THAT I WANTED TO SAVE THE WORLD, NOT HAVING ANY IDEA, WHO THAT WOULD PLAY OUT, JUST HAVING THAT DESIRE, THROUGH THE BLOG, AND LIFE'S UNEXECTED TURNS, TWISTS, AND UNPREDICTABLE MEANS, I HAVE, IN ALL REALITY, NOT, SAVED THE WORLD, BUT, GIVEN PEOPLE SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT, THAT MIGHT, LEAD THEM TO BE PART OF SAVING THE WORLD, IN WHATEVER CAPAPCITY, THEY CAN--THAT SEEMS TO BE COMING TO FRUTITION! SO, AS I THOUGHT OF THE TOWN, "HERMISSION" AND ME, "HER MISSION" THOUGHTS OF DEEP GRATITUDE, TEARMS, REFLECTIONS, AND THE PRECIOUS CHRISTMAS, THAT I JUST HAD, FLOODED MY MIND, AND THE THOUGHTS OF JESUS, "MY WAYS ARE NOT YOUR WAYS, AND YOUR WAY, ARE NOT MY WAYS" MARKING THE IDEA, THAT, THROUGH HIS WAYS, MAGIC, POWER, UNSTOPPABLE STRENGHT, EXPERIENCES, ADVENTURE, LOVE, UNDERSTANDING, HAS FUELED EACH STEP OF THIS JOURNEY . . .

MY PERFECT CHRISTMAS!

This all started with the lost ticket, from Greyhound, leaving me stranded, broke, and destitute, in Salt Lake City, Utah, the birthplace, of my fight over preserving, defending and protecting the United States Constitution, the only oath, to the only, thing, that, I as an attorney, and officer of the courts, took a pledge to do, landing me, smack dab in the center, of going up against cops, prosecutors, judges, the government, the Patriot Act, and everything associated with that, from Homeland Security, to the Department of Justice, and all the rank and file of federal cops, prosecutors, and all that pertains to and communes, and not being one to give up any fight, that starting place, launched me into the next, 20 years of a cold war, to preserve the republican form of government, running up against a democracy, which was not, the way the founding fathers wanted to go, in picking out presidential candidate.  This venture, has split me from my birth family, my friends, associates and clients, the bar association, the very membership, I took the oath to defend, and divorcing me from, state to state, as I have been pursued, for doing the very thing, that, all attorneys and tons of other elected, hired, and appointed, civil servants, have been charged to do.

So, I was basically, stranded for about 9 days, until my friend, purchased me a ticket to Seattle, to come help him with some, legal issues, and for other fun and games!  Which will come in later in the story, going in chronological order.  But, the true magic, of that lost ticket, that was in contention, ever since, last October, coming to issue, in December, to allow me to get back up to Missoula, Montana, became the focal point, of keeping me, in Salt Lake, creating, the situation for the perfect Christmas, in my eyes, but, probably not in most other people's eyes.  So, one of the thing, both God and law school does, is they take you down, to the ground, pound the shit out of you, take away everything you previously thought, about, law, life, learning and Christmas, and help you learn to think, differently, higher, better, more complex, in paradoxes, oxymoron twists, parables, and basically, mind fucking you, changing you into a better human being!  It took the bus ride, of about 24 hours, to Seattle, to realize, what I had just been through, the refiners fire!  While not going peacefully, into the night, it was the single, light, a reading light, over the man's chair in front of me, that reminded me of the Star of David, that shined over Shepard's Field's, with the Mother Mary, Father Joseph, and the holy babe, wrapped in swaddling clothes, laying in a manger, being honored by angels on high, and wise men bearing gifts, on that cold, winter night, as, the Silent Night, brought the Son of God, who might, teach a better way, a more pure way, of living and relating to others, and to save us all from the sins, taint, dirt, and depravity of this earthly life, serving as the intercessory, the advocate with our Father in Heaven, pleading out case, before the judgment seat! 

TIME WITH ONE OF MY PRECIOUS SONS

I generally, buzz through, town, with maybe a 2 hour break in Salt Lake, leaving not enough time, to visit with my Salt Lake City, rock star, college student, working son, Elliot!  He is much, like his mother, who, has the capacity, energy, and stamina, to do a million things at once, juggling, and intricate, complicated and almost impossible schedule, with ease, style and comfort, and to shocking, high standards of performance in all areas, making it all appear, so easy!  He also takes time to, party, and take his girlfriend, Lauren, to a yurt, up in the Uintah's, for some Christmas, romance, without missing a beat!  So, that was, the first part of my perfect Christmas, in a surprise layover, of 8 days, not knowing that at the time, I just happened to get stuck, during my birthday, so, as luck would have it, Elliot texted me and called.  Now, I know, he is busy and hell, and being, much, like the type of parent, that I wish the government would be in our lives, I like to do the least intrusive means of relating to my kids, so as to minimize, any conflicts with in-laws, or to be a burden, or to otherwise, be the nosey, bitchy, mother or mother-in-law!  But, it so happened, that, this black college student, came around, and saved me from starving, sharing his granola bars with me, and later coming to sit by me, at first in my general, thanks for the granola bar, but, no thanks for the company, fashion, but, I felt beholden to him, being the very grateful, person that I am, so I tolerated his company . . .

This young man, coming from Compton, California, being the offspring of a drug dealer, and the other, two parts of the triplets, were adopted by a Mormon couple, at birth, when his mother could not handle the kids alone, ending up, graduating from high school, the top three students in their high school, all getting accepted to Ivy League, colleges and universities!  Very impressive and we had college, education, and true crime TV shows in common, so, I took one of my ear buds and gave him, one, and we watched and bonded over murder, mayhem, and the underbelly of the serial killer world!  LOL!  His adopted mother, is dying of cancer, so, I was, flattered, when, he compared me to his mother, in fun, caring and bonding.  He, brought up the suggestion, to call my son, and get him to bring us a pizza.  I am particularly, sensitive, around Christmas, to postulating, my own birthday, to bow to Christmas demands, and I have been that way, from the time, I learned that, Santa Clause, is a magical fun, part of Christmas, but it is parents who have to buy, all  my other 7 brothers' and sisters', Christmas presents, so needless to say, I was not crazy about, calling my son, and telling him, to bring me and this dude, pizza.  But, he was, over 6' tall and built like a big ass football player, and still a growing boy, and starving!  I tried to get out of it, by saying my son is suppose to call me, and then I will ask him . . . but, something, truly cool and amazing happened, in this son to son, combo, of him, taking care of me with food, and me, being like a mother figure to him, turning all things around, with my son, thanking him, for taking care of his mother, and thanking him, with a pizza, as, he whisked me off to his cozy, warm, loving and entertaining, sweet home, with girlfriend, making Christmas cheer, heart shaped, sugar cookies, and just being able to spend time with my own, holy, son, missing my other sons and daughters, but this is the one, that it is hardest to get with!  BLESSED!

FUN IN THE CITY--CITY SIDEWALK, BUSY SIDEWALKS, BRINGING HOLIDAY CHEER!

It's been a long, time since I have been right downtown, Salt Lake City, Utah, and I will admit, even though, me and the state of Mormon, have had our issues, lawsuits, and such, Christmas was done up right, City Creek Mall, was absolutely beautiful, the Grande America Hotel, glistening with Christmas shine, and what used to be, just going to Salt Lake, to see the lights at Temple Square, had expanded to the whole downtown area, bringing tons of families, to ride the TRAX and see the Christmas lights, or attend a concert, or just shop the great, malls, just across the street from each other . . . big city, fun, big city lights, and Salt Lake is coming of age. Twenty years ago, I wanted to go to Chicago, to have a big city, life experience, which I did, but, hey, Salt Lake is getting there, rivaling, the neon lights, electric signs and high tech, skyline!  I love PUBIC TRANSIT, and TRAX is fucking amazing.  Now, someone at the bus terminal, told me, that the BLUE LINE, going right in front of the bus terminal, to downtown, and all the way to Draper, which is so cool, was FREE?  Great, but, I am still not sure.  I loved one of the signs, HOT SPOTS IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES! and the electric train line, seemed just the right ticket, as the local SLPD, realized that their number one nemesis was back on home turf, starting the network of terror, harassment, intimidation, to make sure that I don't move back to the city, which I was considering!  LOL!  OH, WHAT FUN . . . ESCAPED AGAIN!  LOL!  But, I think, barely by the skin of my teeth!

The day before my ticket to ride, was coming, cops were showing up in mass, at the bus terminal, not problems, not fights, pretty peaceful crowds now days, and I can't tell the difference between, airport crowds and bus crowds, now days, other than, somewhere in Oregon, or Washington, we picked up some, Duck Dynasty, looking duded, NRA, Trump supporter, I am sure, who was sitting behind, and old lady, whom, I struck up a conversation with, and as we talked, he started to make menacing, gestures, rising his arms, like he was going to pounce on my friend in the other isle, grab her by the shoulders, and shake her, to shut her and me up!  LOL!  I tried to tell her, about the dude, and the more she couldn't make, heads or tails of my tale of impending, threat,, the more, I started to laugh, and it got worse, until finally, she looked between the two seats, as this man was mumbling to himself, and raising his arms, like an ape, long enough  to reach over the seat and choke her!  LOL!  Her eyes about bugged out of her head, as she, lipped to me, OH, I SEE WHAT YOU MEAN!  He must be on drugs or, have PTSD!  REDNECK!  I did feel bad, however, that when he suddenly got off, with family waiting, he was missing a leg!  Scream, probably a vet, then, I felt bad, about laughing at him!  But, it was pretty funny, and this spry, feisty, 81 year old, who, looked, in her 70's, made it even more fun!  LOL!

When the older lady got on the bus, I was sitting in the first seat, with the good view, where I like to sit, but she had a cane, and seemed to be struggling with her bags, cane, and purse, so I offered to move back, giving her the more convenient seat, but, the rest of the passengers, pushed her beyond, my point, so, I didn't bother, and she was seated by the bus driver, who moved his stuff, so she could sit, close to the front.  But, when, I asked her how old she was, and she was, at least 10 years older than I thought, I said, oh, I would have moved for sure, had I known how old you were!  But, you appeared to be doing fine, and so, I just let it go . . . she is much like me, has good DNA and genes, and looks younger than she is!  I was a bit embarrassed that I didn't move, but I had been in that seat from Salt Lake, so, I didn't feel bad enough to switch her, but I did, help her, along with other, to get her stuff off the bus, to exchange buses, part way through . . . she was a very fun, smart, interesting person, complaining that she never sees her ROCK STAR SON, also into HEAVY METAL!  LOL!  I hope, I gave her some words of encouragement, and told her about my cute son, who rose to the occasion, when, needed . . . but, that comes with a caveat, when, Elliot dropped me off, to go with his honey, to the yurt, I said, I will call you, if I am still here at Christmas, as he handed me, $20 for food money, he said, true to the other side of his DNA, call Chris!  MY OTHER SON!  LOL!

SHIT, THE CATHOLIC COMMUNITY SERVICE SOUP KITCHEN IS CLOSED?  THE SALT LAKE RESCUE MISSION IS OPEN FOR DINNER--GOOD, I AM STARVING!

Will walk for FOOD!  So, on a misty cold, near Christmas night, I ventured, into areas of Salt Lake, I feared walk in the day, passed, the soup kitchen, the homeless camps and tent city, to the Salt Lake Rescue Mission, that I had passed during the day, once, and hoped to just cross in safety, with dudes all over the street, as I walked to McDonald's or Denny's, in the passed layovers, at the bus terminal, but, for some reason, there was no fear, and, even running into an occasional, walker, to make sure I was heading to the Mission, going the right way, not remembering where exactly it was, or what it was, but, almost with an entirely different attitude, or maybe it was Christmas or there was something different, peaceful, loving, wonderful in the air, as I approached the Mission, or maybe finally, going back to the soup kitchen, that, 20 years earlier, I served at, left me with a feeling of confidence, that these are just people, who, like you are down on their luck, and need a lift, or a nice meal, just like you, seeing the food was safe and the dining area, old but clean, or having now, basically, been in many states, staying alive on the streets, that, has taken the fear away . . . but, 2,000 homeless in Salt Lake, is a whole lot different, that, 200 homeless in Missoula, for lunch--but, I heard nothing but, good about the services, the caring, and the offerings in Salt Lake, also, timing my delay, over the lost ticket, that is still not resolved, being in town, for the fund raiser, to help the homeless efforts, seeing TV, RADIO, newspapers, and tons of sponsors, and donations, helping my fellow, homeless friends!

Walking into the Salt Lake Rescue Mission was like, going back in time, to a more innocent, America, stripped of all the glitz and glamour of the downtown, malls and elaborate Christmas lights, reminding me of that movie, a Christmas Story, with Ralphy, and his brother, going to see Santa, who is burned out, and the elf's taking kids, after sitting on Santa's lap, and throwing them, down a slide, to get rid of the pesky, children, with Ralphy, crawling back, to tell Santa he got the wrong toy, he wanted, what the Red Rocket, BB Gun, or something like that!  But, there was a simple chapel, looking place for about, 200 people or chairs set up, and I was told, that I had to sit through, church, to get dinner!  COOL!  Christmas sermon, came to the right place, also, got a tooth brush, deodorant, and some goodies, in a bag of goodies, having left all my make-up and toiletries in Parowan, when, I took off in the middle of the night!  COPS!  So, I was happy, but, then, the unwanted, hit man, again, some guy, named John, came a sat by me, again to my chagrin, having rebuffed, some, dude at the mall in the morning, who actually, got pissed, shoved his tray, toward me and stormed out of the mall food court, because, I told him, after a few pleasantries, that, I was busy, watching my Devil Dog from Hell movie, and didn't want to be bothered, preparing for a blog on, the two forces, good and evil!  So, needless to say, I was not in the mood to be picked up, dusted off, and bugged! 

Other than having no teeth, John was a fairly nice looking man, born and raised in Salt Lake, and when I asked him, why he wasn't with family, or homeless, he said, his father, who sounded like a wealthy business man, owning apartments and real estate, around Salt Lake City, died when he was just 7 years old, and I am not sure, but he was put in the State Mental Hospital and he said, that nobody told him, that, his father was dead for 10 years?  I could not believe that was possible.  Then, I asked him, how he got that, scar on his head . . . oh, I got that in prison, when some guy, took a metal drawer and hit me over the head with it.  What were you in prison for?  I took a girlie magazine, from a store, got caught shoplifting and spent 5 years in prison!  WHAT?  Who the fuck was your, attorney?  Some public pretender?  Yeah.  Holy shit!  We need prison reform!  That punishment is cruel and unusual, in violation of the 8th amendment.  Was prison as bad as they say?  Oh, yeah, oh, yeah . . .  And the reason, I am homeless, is I can't handle bosses or apartment managers.  Me too.  But, John, would have given me the shirt off his back.  It was funny, it was very cold earlier, by the mall, started to snow, and the wind was blowing a bit, making it colder.  But, I told, John, that I didn't have a winter coat, going from St. George, in the last two weeks, to Salt Lake . . . next thing I knew, John took off his coat and laid it on my lap!  Oh, no, you need it.  During the course of the night, he gave me the Chapstick, hand sanitizer, and maybe a hint, mouthwash, from his goodie bag!

SIMPLE CROSS ON THE WALL OF THE CHAPEL, "MARRY CHRISTMAS" IN THOSE GREEN AND RED LETTERS, YOU MIGHT SEE IN AN OLD ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, A CHRISTMAS TREE IN THE CORNER WITHOUT LIGHTS, AND "JOY TO THE WORLD" IN GOLD ALL OVER THE WALLS AND STAIRS, SCRIPTURE ON THE WALL, JOHN 3:16 . . . SO GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON!  THIS WAS A HOLY NIGHT FOR ME!

The Christmas services, were performed and conducted by the Midvale Valley Christian Church, the pastor, was dynamic, and spoke of the political atmosphere of the time of Jesus's birth, juxtaposing, the king of the land, Caesar Augustus, compared to the KING OF THE WORLD AND HEAVEN, the humble, Son of God, Jesus Christ, and his humble birth, different, in nature and scope, with Caesar a man of depravity, gluttony, sexual orgies, and greed, totally the opposite, from the power and grandeur of the REAL KING OF THE WHOLE EARTH AND HEAVEN, and they called his name, COUNSELOR, IMMANUEL, MAJESTY, THE GREAT I AM!  Then he went on, to talk about, the personality traits and characters of Mary, chosen above all other woman, and what she had to endure, not only basically, an, unwed mother, who could have been stoned, at that time, had it not been for Joseph, who knew her not, her espoused, love, but heavy with, the overshadowing of the Holy Ghost, and overpowered by the Almighty God, to bear a MAN GOD, to save us all from sin, the perfect offering!  Joseph, of divine lineage, brought the earthly royal line, as God brought the heavenly line, to make the perfect man, the ONLY BEGOTTEN OF THE FATHER, IN THE FLESH!

We had, a robust, pianist, and a husband and wife, musical team, he leading the singing, of Christmas Carols, favorites, all, celebrating Christ's Holy Birth, Joy to the World, Hark the Herald Angels Sing, Oh, Little Town on Bethlehem, and Silent Night, accompanied by the wife, on the violin!  I love the Christmas Carols and rarely get to sing them anymore, being estranged from my family, and not at church, sometimes, or going to all the Christmas parties I used to go to, so this was a rare treat, and John was shocked, and my wonderful, singing voice and my robust, joining of the singing of the Christmas songs, setting the tone for the wonderful, Christmas message in this more than humble environment, with, very humble people, and all true believers in Christ and his power to heal, make new, create a new man, woman, child, or creature of mankind, and changes the hearts of people like me!  I want to mention, that, even on this, the Holy of Days, Christmas, after glow, the NSA, or the hackers, the bitches, would even steal, my CHRISTMAS FROM ME!  I  have been fighting for about, 15 minutes, with the cursor, jumping all over the page, the words, and font size, going up and down, with me, having no control, I had about, 20 screens open to save this, for you, and, they still would fuck with this?  I know, that my Christmas was perfect that theirs with my money, was glitz an glamour, and MINE WAS THE BETTER PART, and they know it as they are reading it, so they want to steal it and say that it is Shelley's, or Rachel's, or Kay's, or Sue's Christmas, and writing, which could not be far, from this crowds, haughty, vulgar, bastardized, version of the GRINCH WHO STOLE CHRISTMAS, with the ticket, only to find out that little, CINDY LOO WHO, HAD A GREAT ONE, BETTER THAN, MANY IN RECENT HISTORY, IF NOT, A LIFETIME!  FUCK YOU!

AMAZING DINNER, SPONSORED BY NOT A CHURCH, BUT, THE YOGA SHOP OR YOGA STORE!  WOW!

After, hackers, fucking with this blog AGAIN, but, back to my perfect Christmas, and this was a great part of it . . . after the wonderful, Christmas program, upstairs, we were all ushered, down to the basement, for Christmas dinner, and down the stairs again, in simple, elementary school, gold letters, Joy to the World, decorated the walls, the halls and the stairways!  Joy to the world, the Lord is come, let earth receive her KING, let every heart, prepare him, room, let saints and angels sing, let saints and angels sing, let EARTH RECIEVE HER KING!  What a great, simple, wonderful, powerful, message to the WORLD, receive your KING, not the ones of this earth, but the ONE YOUR GOD, SENT, TO SAVE YOUR SORRY ASS FROM SIN!  But, the dinner, that I expected to be served and donated by a church, was actually, done by the local, YOGA SHOP OR STORE?  And was it impressive!  Ham, turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, carrots, apple sauce, rolls, yummy, fresh out of the oven, Christmas pumpkin bread, goodie bags with the candy cane, and why that is a symbol of Christmas, the red for the blood of Christ that was shed for us, the white for his purity, and the shape of the Shepard's staff, because he is the leader, the exemplar, the guide and the way, to get us back to our Father, Which ART IN HEAVEN!  There were treats, cakes, cupcakes, desserts of all sorts, to take home, and it was a fabulous, but very humble, affair!  EVERYONE LOVED IT AND THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT OF GOOD CHEER, WAS GLOWING ON EVERY VERY GRATEFUL FACE, with the words, of GOD BLESS, MERRY CHRISTMAS, on all lips!

The beautiful attractive, brunette, who seemed to be in charge of the dinner, was standing by the door, as I left, one of only a handful of women, being a men's shelter, and she stopped to ask me if I had a safe place to stay tonight, would I be warm, and could she help me in anyway?  A truly beautiful woman, on the inside and out, so thoughtful and kind, and I told her, I was staying at the bus terminal, leaving on Sunday, but as it happened, I ended up going early.  I was, warm on the inside and warmed on the outside, and what was really, amazing, was that the temperatures, had warmed in the cloudy skies over the Salt Lake Valley, trapping in some heat, or much different than when we went in, cold and windy . . . was this a heavenly sign, that, this is what Christmas is, far from the bustling crowds of the downtown, shopping, hustle and bustle?  I would agree, so sacred, so holy, so, nice, embraced by the loving arms of an Almighty God, who, showed me, what, a real Christmas was like . . . HIS MISSION, MY MISSION . . . CAN YOU BELIEVE, THE COMPUTER TROLLS ARE TRYING TO MESS WITH EVEN THIS?  GODLESS WRETCHES!  Let there be no poor among you, if you have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto ME!  Visit the fatherless, the widow, the poor, the imprisoned, and there you will find me!

IN AND OUT, BOYFRIEND . . . SEATTLE, ANNABELL'S WOMEN'S SHELTER!  I DIG, THESE COLORFUL, FUNNY BLACK CHICKS, NOT MESSING AROUND, DIRECTING THIS PLACE!  LOL!

Thank God, sort of boyfriend, got me out of Salt Lake, with cops storm clouds gathering, like the dark grey clouds hanging over the Salt Lake Valley, deep purple, heavy and menacing!  As I got back to the bus terminal, after a delightful, train ride around the Salt Lake Valley, on the 2014, award winning, TRAX, train system, with John, the dude from the Salt Lake Rescue Mission, insisting he see that I make it home or back to the bus station safe, only agreeing to go with him, if he promised me not to be a serial killer or something in disguise!  LOL!  I told him, I watched too many true crime shows, so, anyone is suspect.  He as offended, but entertained, laughed, and got me back safe, but with a bunch of cop cars, SUV's, leaving me a bit alarmed, wondering, if like a violent, abusive husband, that the cops, 10,000 abusers, were going to get worse as I was departing, wanting to take their final shot, at arresting me on bogus charges, trying to throw my ass in prison, having chased, stalked, tracked me, each time I was on the phone texting with MILES!  I think, Miles proved his true colors, always, innocent, until proven guilty, with he, true to my principles, even with potential, lovers, and men, but, generally all of them, failing to pass the test!  He was texting me, so I would show up on the radar screen, so the SCPD could find my ass!  But, when I got back to the station, the chicks who had been dealing with my anger at Greyhound, for a week, knowing I had a ticket to ride, for Sunday, said they could get me on the bus tonight!  But, I wanted to take a shower, and see if I could get some make-up at the WIGGINS CENTER, just up the street . . . both these chicks, strongly encouraged me to ditch and get the hell out of dodge.

VANITY, VANITY, VANITY, was almost my undoing, and all the sudden, with just minutes before, the bus, was leaving, a cop like, looking, big ass, Samoan, dude, dressed like a TRAX cop, came walking through the door!  I bee-lined it to the line, and jumped on the bus, without, getting a text back from Miles, who claimed to have fallen asleep, between me asking him, if it was okay to leave tonight and show up early, with him, all week, saying he could not wait to see me, and over and over, how excited he was, that I was coming, on and on, so, I thought, out of courtesy, I would, give him a head's up, but he never responded, so, I made a judgment call, and got on the bus, thinking, staying at the bus terminal in Seattle was a sight better than, remaining in Salt Lake, BIG TIME ENEMY, hunting grounds!  But, Miles, and he hates, me using this distinction, is black, or a Moore, and he said, that all blacks are lumped together, kind of like, I said, all whites, all Latinos, and all Asians . . . which started us on an afternoon, fight, debate, and ended up with me, taking my very rational, lawyer ass, out of this, smart, but very emotional, irrational man, cop, apartment!  I am not stranger to the streets, and I ended up for the FIRST time, able to use, Miles getting in my face as an excuse to get in the women's domestic violence, shelter, with the sisters, telling me, that, I was smart, to not let it escalate to a violent confrontation.  Like I didn't write the book on domestic violence, but, I thanked them for being understanding.  At the intact, one of the last questions was, are you pregnant, and I said, if I am, you are going to have a real, domestic violence situation on your hands, because, I will kill MILES!  LOL! 

The very cute, and professional, black chick, could not help but bust a gut . . . I told her, I thought he was an undercover cop!  She probably, has seen a few, cop wives and girlfriends, like in Utah, when I was training cops, and I had about 50 rural cops, in a room and said, you have to let the men in your community, know, that, it is not OKAY, to hit their wives!  Almost simultaneously, in unison, all the cops, looked puzzled, and said WE ALL HIT OUR WIVES . . . like it was the first time they heard that too!  So, I told the girls, that I was kind of a rare case, that cops have this love, hate relationship with me, and they go from, a potential, lover to a SWORN ENEMY IN A NEW YORK SECOND!  I mean that guy in the mall, whom I didn't even know, who tried to pick up on me, stormed on, after shoving his tray at me!  PROBABLY SOME OLD COP, who, is retired and going to show, this bad ass con law chick, who's the boss!  Like whatever the fuck?  But, there seems to be this tie between, a romantic interest in me, due to a fascination from, me kicking cops', asses dating way back, to this battle of the sexes, and them mixing sex with work, or old, vendetta's that they never got to express, back when I was nicely dressed, looking sharp and rocking the state legal and legislative scene! 

Again, a great dinner, so much food, even I could not finish it, tons of yummy goodies, and gifts, new hats, gloves, scarfs, put in a very cute, wrap, with WARM WISHES FROM, CARRIE AND HER CREW!  Carrie and crew, you got the perfect color, for my three shade, strange hoodie, with shades of red, brighter red and maroon, plus the great black gloves, that match my yoga pants, almost outlawed by the Montana legislature, black shoes, and gray sweater!  THANKS!  I had a great night sleep, but, being totally out of it, in the morning, my face, that I laid on, which I never do, all dreamy with a good night sleep, not sitting up in a chair, or being harassed for sex, LOL, just kidding, that was the one nice part of the visit with Miles!  LOL!  But, I looked, literally, like an abused woman, unlike the night before, with both eyes swollen, buffy, and very red face? but, as I got ready to leave, go to McDonald's and write this blog, I waited a minute at the Christmas tree at the front desk, not willing to face the streets and cold just yet, the two, hot mama's at the desk, asked me if I was okay?  Yeah, but I am sure, they saw my swollen, red, buffy, eyes and face, very unlike me, and, probably, leaving me no need to embellish a story of abuse, to get in, and I said, no, very humbly, because, I like the place, dig the black chicks who run the place, with a iron fist, but, totally cool, firm but fair, like I raised my kids, and I just told them, I was not ready to go into the cold, just yet!  They, understood!  LOL, without questions!  Glad I stay, had breakfast and free entertainment, with the colorful, black chick, who had her hair, in a do, that reminded me of the movie, the Color Purple with Oprah Winfrey, and the deep south, back in the day . . . she had leopard pants, a colorful top, and more colorful bra, underneath, with white sun glasses, a stuff animal, SNOOPY for a pet, and she refuses to wear a coat, because she sweats!  LOL!

I went to Chicago, 20 years ago, to get away from all white, vanilla, Monopoly, houses, Utah, with all the daddies, getting up and walking out their  homes, brief cases in hand and mommies in pink hair curlers, bathrobes, saying good-by, while all the little white ass, crackers, like me, got up, to go file off to school, each day!  I wanted, leopard pants, purple hair, all colors of people, and different values and ideas of life!  That goal, came back to me, today, this morning, listening to, this funny chick, who commented on the good Christmas breakfast of yesterday, wondering why, if we can have a good meal, on holidays, why not everyday, and she said, she was about ready to go rob, Subway, next door, to get a good, egg breakfast, and but then, she would have to spend the rest of her life in jail, for shoplifting!  After hearing John's story, I figured, she might be right!  One third of American adults, including me, have been incarcerated, and this is the stupid shit for, and we wonder why our jails are overcrowded!  Good God we need prison reform, but I had to just sit and laugh, at her conversation with a trapped, person across the table . . . she said, I do my own, hair, that was obvious, and my own, nails, and that is what, being an INDEPENDENT WOMAN was all ABOUT!  LOL!  I LOVED IT!  I AGREE, YOU GO GIRL!  This is exactly the type person, I wanted to be around!  LOL! 

DARE TO WEAR BLACK IN SEATTLE!  LOL!  BETTER GRIZZLY!  DARE TO WEAR BLACK IN LILY ASS, WHITE, MONTANA, BUT FOR THE INDIANS!

'Tis the Season.  Love is the Reason!  'Tis the Season.  Fun is the Reason!  Glitter, Gold, Everything Bold!  Sparkle Wherever You Go!  Smashmouth!  Bite Beauty.  Mascara--Better Than, SEX!  The PERFECT STOCKING STUFFER . . . KIND OF DON'T CARE!

  

HO. HO. HO. GIDDY, UP, GIDDY UP, IT'S GRAND, JUST HOLDING YOUR HAND . . . UP ON THE ROOF TOP, RAINDEER PAWS. I SAW MOMMY KISSING SANTA CLAUSE! ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU! LOL! GIVE CHEER! WE'RE ROLLING OUT SOMETHING BIG. ENDLESS AWESOME. FAMILIARITY BREEDS CONTEMPT. SOMETIMES LESS IS MORE. THE BRAIN IN THE LARGEST SEX ORGAN. A BRAIN IS A TRAGIC THING TO WASTE. HOT, SMART AND WITH POTENTIAL. SMILE. SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE. LOL! BUSTED OUT OF THE GREYHOUND BUS STATION! AGAINST ALL ODDS, COPS, MEAN ASS RUSSIAN, CUSTOMER SERVICE THAT SUCKS--BUT A LOVER WHO ROCKS! ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU! LONGORIA CRIME FAMILY--SHE LOOKS LIKE A GRANDMA, BUT SHE IS CAPABLE OF MURDER AT ANYTIME, LIKE A PRO. SHE IS A COLD BLOODED KILLER, WEARING GRANDMA YOGA PANTS! EVER SINCE, I SAID, I WOULD BE YOUR NEWS SOURCE, I HAVE BEEN BLOCKED FROM MY MAIN, NEWS SOURCES, NOT ONLY ON MY MSN NEWS FEED, BUT FROM ROCKIN' ROOSTER MSNBC LIVE STREAM POLITICS, CNN AND EVEN READING, NEWS STORIES, THT POP UP, EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE AS AN ALERT! I AM ONE, LEVEL BETTER THAN A NEWS SOURCE, IF I GET A GOOD ONE--I HAVE THE CAPABILITY OF ASSIMILATING, MANY NEWS SOURCES, ALL, ON THE SAME SUBJECT, THAT, LETTING MY BRAIN COOK ON IT FOR A WHILE, THEN, WITHIN, A SHORT PERIOD OF TIME, SPIT OUT, ALL THAT, I REMEMBER, KEEPING IN MIND, THE CREAM ALWAYS RISES TO THE TOP. THEN, I LIKE TO ADD, IF POSSIBLE, SOME HISTORIC PERSPECTIVE, ALONG WITH, ANY CONSTITUTIONAL ISSUES, THAT SHOW, JUST HOW RELEVANT AND TIMELY, THIS 240 YEARS OLD DOCUMENT, STILL IS, WHICH SIMPLY AMAZES ME, EVERY FUCKING DAY, AND THEN SOME! SURE, YOU HAVE TO EXTRAPOLATE THE BASICS, FROM THE ORIGINAL LANGUAGE, AND LOOK AT IT IN LIGHT OF THE MODERN TIMES WE LIVE IN, KEEPING IN MIND, WHERE THE FOUNDERS WERE, AT THE TIME THEY DRAFTED IT, AND ADDRESSED THE ISSUES OF THE DAY, WHICH ARE NOT THAT DIFFERENT FROM, A PATRIOT ACT WORLD OF TODAY, SO YOU KNOW THEIR INTENT, AND THEN, APPLY, THE BASICS OF RIGHTS, FREEDOMS, LIBERTIES, PRIVILEGES, PROTECTIONS, AND WHATEVER, TO THE FACTS OF THAT PARTICULAR ISSUE, TOPIC, OR PROBLEM AT HAND! IT REALLY IS THAT EASY. ALTHOUGH, I DO, HAVE TO REMIND MYSELF, THAT, IT REALLY IS NOT THAT EASY, IF YOU HAVEN'T HAD 3 YEARS OF LAW SCHOOL, 20 YEARS OF GOVERNMENT, PRIVATE SECTOR, SOLO LAW PRACTICE, TEACHING FAMILY LAW, AND GOING UP THROUGH THE RANKS AND FILES OF THE COURT SYSTEM, FROM JUVENILE, TO DISTRICT, TO STATE APPELLATE COURTS, TO FEDERAL DISTRICT COURTS, TO CIRCUIT COURTS, AND ON TO THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, WITH ALL KINDS OF CASES, ISSUES, LEGISALATION, BLOGGING, AND LEARNING UNDER MY BELT! LOL! YEAH, CONSTITUTIONAL LAW, IS PRETTY HEADY STUFF, AND REQUIRES YOU TO ALSO, CONSIDER, PRIORTY OR AUTHORITATIVE LAW, FEDERAL VS. STATES, STATES VS. LOCAL, SEPARATION OF GOVERNMENTAL POWERS, AND ALL THE ARITICLES AND AMENDMENTS IN THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION AS THE "SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND" AND WHO, THAT INTERACTS WITH STATE CONSTITUTIONS, THE "SUPREME LAW IN THE STATES" AS LONG AS IT DOESN'T CONFLICT WITH THE FEDERAL CONSTITUTION, THEN OVERLAY THAT WITH, REGULATORY LAWS, RULES, AND ORDERS, GOING DOWN TO COVENANTS AND ODRINANCES! THERE YOU GO, IT IS THAT SIMPLE! LOL! YOU HAVE TO BE SIMPLE SMART TO FIGURE THAT ALL OUT! THAT IS WHY, WE HAVE A HIGH COURT, THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, THE ONLY COURT OF ORIGINAL JURISDICTION, WITH ALL OTHER COURTS OF INFERIOR JURISDICTION! WE SIMPLE NEED TO GET ON THAT, 9TH MEMBER OF THE SUPREMES, AND KEEP THAT, THIRD BRANCH OF GOVERNMENT GOING--8 JUSTICES, JUST DON'T CUT IT, ESPECIALLY, WHEN THEY, HAVE BECOME, POLITICAL FODDER, AND APPOINTEES, RATHER THAN, BEING, NEUTRAL, NON-PARTISAN, FAIR & BALANCED, UNLIKE FOX OPINION! WE CAN'T CONTINUE TO HAVE, CASES OF MERIT AND HUGE ASS IMPACT, WITH SPLITS, IN CIRCUIT COURT RULINGS, BE DIVIDED, INTO THE CONSERVATIVE FOUR JUSTICES AND THE LIBERAL FOUR JUSTICES, WHICH ACCOMPLISHES JACK SHIT NOTHING, AND BOUNCES THE DECISION, TO THE CIRCUIT COURT, FOR AN INFERIOR RULING ON VERY HOT TOPIC ISSUES . . . NOT THAT THESE JUDGES ARE NOT SMART, INSIGHTFUL, POWERFUL IN THEIR OWN RIGHT, THEY JUST DON'T HAVE THE JURISDICTION TO MAKE DECISIONS FOR THEH WHOLE DAMNED COUNTRY! NOR DO THEY HAVE THE RESOURCES AND LEGAL BRAIN POWER, OF A TON OF SUPREME COURT CLERKS, THAT I HAVE HEARD, CAN BE UP TO 40 CLERKS PER JUSTICE? NOT SURE, BUT THAT IS WHAT I HEARD, AND THAT IS ENDLESSLY AMAZING, AND THE DEPTH, BREADTH, AND SCOPE, THAT CAN BE DISCOVERED IN THIS LABERYNTH, WE CALL LAW! MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR, GETTING ME OUT OF THE BUS STATION, TO THE JOY OF MYSELF, AND THE SECFURITY GUARDS, ALIKE, NOT TO MENTION THE TICKET TAKERS AND MANAGERS WHO ARE SICK OF SEEING MY SWEET ANGELIC FACE, CONTORT INTO PISSED OFF RAGE, DEALING WITH CORPORATE AND CUSTOMER SERVICE, BUT LAST NIGHT IN TEXTS, I SAID, BOYFRIEND, WHO TELLS ME HE IS C.I.A., OR CULINARY INSTITUTE OF ARTS, WINK, CAN TEACH ME HOW TO COOK, AND HE APPEARS TO HAVE A GOOD COVER GOING ON THAT ONE, KNOWS WINES, ALL THE CUTS OF MEAT, WHAT TO SERVE WITH WHAT--RELAX, I EVEN SUSPECT MY OWN, KIDS OF BEING, CIA AND FBI AGENTS! LOL! BUT, I WANT HIM TO TEACH ME HOW TO COOK, IN EXCHANGE FOR ME TEACHING HIM, THE LAW! LOL! COOKING IS MORE MYSTERIOUS TO ME, THAN THE LAW, AT THIS POINT IN MY LIFE, HAVING NOT COOKED, SINCE, 1989, THE YEAR BEFORE, I DECIDED TO GO TO LAW SCHOOL! I BOUGHT A $10,000 COMMERCIAL STOVE, AS A NICE PIECE OF FURNITURE ONCE, AND ONLY COOKED ONE EGG, AS I RECALL! IT WAS THE ENVY OF ANY COOK, CHEF, OR ASPIRING, HELL'S KITCHEN APPRENTICE! IT FILLED A HOLE, WHERE, THE PREVIOUS OWNERS, HAD A FRENCH IMPORT STOVE! I BELIEVE, HOT IN SEATTLE, HAS A LEG UP ON THIS EXCHANGE, HE HAS MORE POTENTIAL OF BEING A NATURAL AT THE LAW, THAN I DO WITH COOKING. I TOLD HIM, IN A TEXT, THAT HE, AS MY SPARRING PARTNER, OVER THE YEARS, AT LEAST WHEN WE SEE EACH OTHER, HE GAVE ME MORE OF A CHALLENGE, THAN ALL THE ATTORNEYS, I WENT AGAINST IN COURT, AND HE PISSED ME OFF EVEN MORE! LOL! THE ONLY OTHER PERSON WHO CAN GET UNDER MY SKIN, LIKE THAT, MAKING ME HANG UP THE PHONE, IS MY OWN, SON, CHRIS, WHO PURPOSEFULLY, PLAYS, HIS MOTHER LIKE A FIDDLE! LOL! WHEN I DIVORCED ALL MY KIDS, LAST WEEK, CHRIS WISHED ME A HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND REFERRED TO ME AS "JO" RATHER THAN MOM, AND WHEN I TOLD HIM, AFTER HE QUESTIONED ME LAST ELECTIONS, TO GET ANOTHER MOTHER, HE TOLD ME HE WAS LOOKING IN THE WANT ADS FOR A NEW ONE--MOTHER THAT IS! LOL! HE WAS, ALSO, VOTED MOST LIKELY TO BE A LAWYER, IN SCHOOL! BUT, HE AND MILES, ARE RIGHT THERE, IN ABILITY TO PISS THE SHIT OUT OF ME--HOW DARE THEY QUESTION ME, IN FUCKING ANYTHING? LOL! BUT, MILES EVEN, FOUGHT WITH ME, WHEN, I DROPPED BY, SEVERAL CHRISTMAS'S AGO, TO SEE HOW HE WAS FEELING, HE HAD BEEN UNDER THE WEATHER, AND HE, SAID, HOW DARE I COME BY, WHILE HE WAS SICK, IN ALL MY SELF-RIGHTEOUS WELLNESS! LOL! I COULD NOT BELIEVE, THIS SAINTLY GESTURE, WAS RETURNED WITH SUCH, ANIMOSITY! HE DID, HOWEVER, SEEM TO GET WELL, PRETTY DARN FAST--WITH THE HEATED ARGUMENT AND THE PASSION BEHIND THE DEBATE! LOL! IN CLOSING, I WALKED BY THE CLOSING PART OF THE DRIVE TO RAISE MONEY, OR THE FUNDRAISER, FOR, THE SALT LAKE RESCUE MISSION AND THE CATHOLIC COMMUNITY SERVICES AND OTHERS, WITH THE HELP OF LOCAL MEDIA AND A TON OF VOLUNTEERS, AND IT LOOKED LIKE THE DRIVE-BY DONATIONS WORKED, WITH CARS, BACKED UP, TO DROP OFF, GOODS, FOOD, AND CLOTHING! THANK YOU FOR ALL WHO, HELPED . . . JUST TWO NIGHTS AGO, SOME MAN, SITTING ON A BENCH DIED, DUE TO EXPOSURE TO THE COLD, SO THE PROBLEM IS REAL AND PARTICULARLY, THIS TIME OF YEAR, IN SUB ZERO TEMPERATURES--I THINK THIS WAS THE ULTIMATE END THE BUS MANAGER HOPED FOR ME. A SPECIAL THANKS TO THE NICE MAN, WHO TOOK ME INSIDE THE DONATION HEADQUARTERS, TO FIND ME ANOTHER SUBWAY POINT CARD, THAT I ENJOYED THE DAY BEFORE, COMING OUT WITH, ABOUT 5 PROMOTIONALS FOR CHICK-FIL-A (OR CHICK-FIL-LAY! LOL!) PUN INTENDED! I TRIED THE "BREAKFAST EGG WHITE GRILL" THIS MORNING, AND IT WAS A CLUCKING GOOD SUPRISE . . . THERE WAS THIS GREAT PIECE OF GRILLED CHICKEN, WITH CHEESE, AND EGG WHITES ON AN ENGLISH MUFFIN! YUMMY! THANKS TO ALL THE VENDORS, SPONSORS, MEDIA, COPS, SECURITY AND DONATORS, GOOD HEARTED PEOPLE EVERYWHERE . . . THE SAME GUY WHO TOOK ME IN THE TENT OF DONATIONS, AND RADIO AND TV, PERSONALITIES, WHO DONATED THEIR TIME AND FUN PERSONALITIES, CAME UP TO ME, GOING UP THE STREET TO CATCH TRAX BACK INTO TOWN, TO GET DINNER, AND GAVE ME, A $10 BILL, HE SAID WAS EXTRA! THAT IS THE FIRST DONATION, OR HAND OUT, THAT I HAVE HAD AS A HOMELESS PERSON, ON THE STREETS, FOR FOUR YEARS, COP DRIVEN VACATION PLANS--MY SON, CHRIS, SAID, MOM, MOST PEOPLE GET AN APARTMENT AND TAKE VACATIONS--LOL! I HAD TWO GREAT HOMES, STOLEN FROM ME, UNCONSTITUTIOALLY, SO, ANYTHING IS A STOP DOWN. . . BUT, THIS NICE MAN, TOOK MERCY ON ME, I DON'T KNOW IF IT WAS SPENDING A WEEK IN THE BUS STATION, OR LEAVING MY MAKE-UP IN MY PAROWAN HOUSE, WHEN THE COPS, KICKED ME OUT, OR, THAT I WAS HANGING NEAR THE SOUP KITCHEN THAT GAVE ME AWAY, GENRALLY, PEOPLE THINK I AM STAFF, OR A VISITOR TO SHELTERS, MISSIONS AND RESUE CENTERS! LOL! BUT, I DO APPRECIATE THE MONEY AND THE PROMO CARDS, AND IT WAS FUN, TO ACTUALLY, LEGITIMATELY SIT IN THE, MALL FOOD COURT, NOT USING SOMEONE ELSE'S USED CUP, AS A PROP! LOL! I AM REALLY NOT AS DESTITUTE AS I SOUND, BUT CLOSE! LOL! THANK YOU, TO THE GOOD SAMS OF THE WORLD, WHO HAVE A HEART, SEE A NEED, AND FILL IT! THERE WAS A GREAT STORY ABOUT A PREGNANT WOMAN, A WAITRESS, WHO WAITED ON A LADY, WHO WAS ALSO, PREGNANT, WHO HAD TALKED TO THE PRETTY WAITRESS ABOUT HER FIRST BABY, AND HER HUSBAND OR BOYFRIEND BEING OUT OF WORK, AND WHEN SHE GOT HER, TIP, IT WAS, FOR $900 TO HELP WITH THE NEW BABY! YOU WOULD BE SURPRISED, HOW DESPERATE I GET FOR A DIET COKE AT TIMES! SO EVEN A DOLLAR, A FIVE OR A TEN, ARE MUCH APPRECIATED. I REALLY, ALMOST EAT, BETTER, HEALTHIER, WHEN, I AM BROKE, BUT THERE IS REALLY SOMETHING, ABOUT THE FREEDOM TO GO IN A PLACE, AND CHOOSE WHAT YOU WANT TO EAT OR DRINK! THAT OLD AGENCY THING, THAT THE WAR IN HEAVEN WAS FOUGHT OVER! EVEN GOD, WILL NOT TAKE AWAY THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE, TO BE GOOD OR EVIL, NAUGHTY OR NICE, KIND OR MEAN! THANK YOU! KISSES, HUGS, LOVES! BE NICE THIS CHRISTMAS!

RUN, RUN RUDOLPH . . . LET'S BEAUTY TOGETHER! WE CAN WRAP ANYTHING! WE LOVE THE WAY YOU LIVE. MY SHAME IS TRUE. CASHMAN SERVE. LET HIM, LIVE THE WAY HE DESERVES, NOT LIKE MOST MAFIA FUCKS, BLEEDING, AND LIVING OFF THE WORK OF OTHERS--NOT SO NOBLE, DO YOU AGREE? I JUST GOT LUNCH, AT THE CATHOLIC COMMUNITY SERVICES, AGAIN, THANKS FOR THE GOOD SACK LUNCH, TWO SANDWICHES, TWO TWINKIES--LOVES OF A LIFETIME, BANANA, ORANGE, GRANOLA BAR--NATURE VALLEY, KOOL AID JUICERS--NOT BAD! LOL! THE FOOD AND CHAIRTY DRIVE FOR THE HOMELESS CONTINUES, WITH, ESPN, AND OTHER RADIO STATIONS, TV STATIONS, AND TONS OF COPS, DOWN, HELPING WITH THE EFFORTS, SO, DO WHAT YOU CAN TO HELP, IT IS VERY NEEDED . . . I HAVE SEEN PEOPLE, WALK AWAY WITH NEW PANTS, AND OTHER ITEMS! REMEMBER, IT IS MORE BLESSED TO GIVE THAN TO RECIEVE! THIS MORNING, I SAW, SOME CHICK AND HER BOYFRIEND, IN TOWN TO HUNT DOWN, MOM, WHO LEFT VERNAL, OR SOMEWHERE, BECAUSE HER DAUGHTER AND HER GOT IN A FIGHT! NOW DAUGHTER AND BOYFRIEND ARE ON THE STREETS, PROTECTING MOM, AGAINST, SOME OF THE TOUGHER, ELEMENTS ON THE STREETS OF SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH. I HEARD HER SAY, TO SOME HOMELESS GAL, ACROSS THE STREET, ARE YOU BOTHERING MY MOM? CAUSE IF YOU ARE, YOU ARE GOING TO BE DEALING WITH ME, JUST LIKE YOU WOULD DO FOR YOUR MOM! THE STREET GAL, SHOOK HER HEAD IN AGREEMENT, IN STREET TERMS, SHE UNDERSTOOD THIS YOUNGER, WOMAN, PROTECTING HER 50 YEAR OLD MOM! I THOUGHT OF MY OWN SWEET DAUGHTER, TRACKING ME DOWN AT JAIL, OR WHEN, I HAVE DISAPPEARED, AND SHE IS A FIGHTER TOO, JUST SMILED, GRATEFUL FOR GRET! JUST LIKE WITH THE BUS TICKET, I AM NOT HERE BY MY OWN, DOING, IN FACT, I AM HERE, BECAUSE OF MY OWN DOING, WORKING, GAINGING RESPECT, CREDENTIALS, EARNING EVERY STEP OF THE WAY, THROUGH THE LONG AND LONELY, CLIMB FOR A WOMAN TO MAKE IT TO THE TOP OF THE LEGAL HEAP, ONLY TO BE CLAWED, SCRATCHED, DRAGGED, AND BEATEN DOWN, BY THOSE PROFESSIONALLY JEALOUS, AND ENVIOUS OF A JOB WELL DONE, SO TOTALLY, THE OPPOSITE OF THE WAY, THIS ALL APPEARS. SO TAKE THE SCRIPTURAL ADMONISHMENT WELL, JUDGE NOT THAT YE, BE NOT JUDGED! YOU HAVE NO IDEA, WHO IS ON YOUR STREETS, SLEEPING IN YOUR SHELTERS, CAMPED OUT IN YOUR, BUS STATIONS, AND HANGING, CRASHING YOUR MALL INTERNETS AND LIBRARIES! THERE ARE MANY HEROES, AMONG OUR RANKS AND FILES, VETERANS OF BOTH, FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC WARS, WHISTLEBLOWERS, WHO CUT THE WAY, TO IMPROVE, THE LIVES OF OTHERS, WITH THE KILL THE MESSENGER, BUT, FIXING THE ISSUE FOR THOSE WHO FOLLOW, HOPING AND PRAYING THERE ARE OTHERS WHO PICK UP THE SWORD OR THE WORD, AND FIGHT THE BATTLES THAT NEED TO BE FOUGHT, DAILY, WEEKLY, MONTHLY, YEARLY AND FOR THE REST OF TIME. WITH SO MANY GREAT THINGS, YOU EITHER USE IT OR LOSE IT, AS IN THE CASE OF THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTIOIN, WITH EVERY, ELECTED, APPOINTED OFFICIAL AT ALL LEVELS OF SERVICE AND GOVERNMENT, INCLLUDING THE PRESIDENT, COPS, MILITARY, EVEN IN CLUBS AND ORGANIZATIONS, LIKE THE LIONS CLUBS, ELKS, ORDER OF THE BEAVER, AND WOMEN'S AUXILARY ORGANIZATIONS, ALL TAKE THE SAME BASIC OATH, TO PRESERVE, DEFEND AND PROTECT THE CONSTITUTION! SO, WHY ALL THE FUSS AND FIGHT? BECAUSE THROUGH LAZINEES, COMPLACECY, EXPEDIENCY, OR DOWN RIGHT CORRUPTION, THERE ARE THOSE WHO, PREFER TO BE UNSHAKLED FROM THE CONSTRAINTS AND CONSTRICTIONS, LIMITS AND PERIMETERS, THAT THE DOCUMENT, SO WISELY SET, GOVERNMENT THE GOVERNED AND THE GOVERNMENT WHO WERE CREATED TO "SERVE" WE THE PEOPLE! MANY OF THE BEST PEOPLE, I HAVE EVER HADTHE PLEASURE OF KNOWING, THE UNCOMPROMISED, THE STRONG, THE BRAVE, THE BOLD, LIVE IN HOMELESS SHELTERS FOR STANDING UP FOR WHAT WE ALL SHOULD BELIEVE IN, AND DEFEND, BUT FOR FEAR, PEER PRESSURE, EASE OF FOLLOWING THE CROWD . . . YOU TELL ME, WHO IS THE GREATER OF THE TWO TYPES OF PEOPLE! WELL, MANY ARE WALKING YOUR STREETS, TAKING A HANDOUT, EATING IN YOUR SOUP KITCHENS, UNSUNG HEROES, WHO, WALKED THE WALK, AND TALKED THE TALK, NOT SELLING OUT, GIVING IN, OR PANDERING FOR FAVORS, OR TAKING SOMETHING THEY DIDN'T EARN, DON'T DESERVE, OR CREDIT, FOR THE TOTAL OPPOSITE OF WHO THEY ARE, INSTEAD OF THE REAL PEOPLE GETTING THEIR JUST DESERVE, ON MONEY, HONORS, FAME, ACCLAIM, AND DIGNITY! NO, THE MOB ARE NO HEROES OF MINE! THEY SHAKE DOWN, TAKE DOWN, AND STEAL WHAT THEY GET! SO NOT COOL IN MY BOOK, SO LOSER, SO PATHETIC, AND DOWNRIGHT DISGUSTING! NO, I SAW THE MOB, IN ACTION IN CHICAGO, WHEN, I WORKED FOR AMERICANS UNITED FOR LIFE, AND AFTER BLOWING UP A CAR WITH A PIPEBOMB, THEY STRUTTED THE STREETS WITH THEIR CADRE OF HIGH PRICED LAWYERS, AS IF SAYING, "CATCH ME IF YOU CAN?" THEM MANTRA OF THE FAGGOTS AND MAGGOTS, THAT DID THIS TO MY FAMILY, TAKING FAMILY DOLLAR! THEN BRAGGING ABOUT THE STEAL! DOING EVERYTHING TO KEEP THEIR ILLEGALLY GOTTEN GAINS, INCLUDING KILL! EVEN THE PEOPLE WHO EARNED THE MONEY, LEGITIMATELY. EVEN POPE FRANCIS, TOLD THE MOB, TO REPENT OR GET OUT OF THE CHURCH. CHRIST HIMSELF, ON THE ONE OCCASION HE ACTUALLY, SEEMED HUMAN, AND SOMEONE, ALL OF US COULD RELATE TO, THREW THE "MONEY CHANGERS" OUT OF THE TEMPLE AND THAT HAS, DEADLY, CONSEQUENCES AND REALITIES, HERE IN THE SHADOW OF THE SALT LAKE CITY, MORMON, TEMPLE! YESTERDAY, I SAT BY, SOME YOUNG MORMON CHURCH MEMBERS, RETURN MISSIONARY TYPES, AND THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT THE ALARMING RATE OF MEMBERS DROPPING OUT OF THE CHURCH--AND, I WILL TAKE SOME CREDIT FOR THAT, WELL DESERVEDD, FOR THE MORMON "MONEY CHANGERS" IN MY OWN FAMILY, WORKING IN THE TEMPLES AS IF THAT CLEANSES THEIR SINS! ALL THE AJAX IN THE WORLD, CAN'T CLEAN THEIR DIRTY LAUNDRY! DO IT LOSE THEM, THE PURE, THE CLEAN, THE GOOD . . . AND YOU WILL ONLY HAVE THE VIPERS, THE VULTURES, THE VILE, AND THE CRIMINAL ELEMENTS IN THE CHURCH LEFT! REMEMBER THE SCENE, IN THE BOOK OF MORMON, WITH THE LAMENITE PROPHET, SAMUEL, STANDING ON THE GATES OF THE CITY, CRYING AND CALLING THE MEMBERS TO REPENTENCE, AND ALL HE GOT IN RESPONSE WAS, BOWS WITH ARROWS SHOT AT HIM! ARE WE THERE YET/ YES!

STILL MY PRESIDENT!  PREZ. O, MAKES TRUMP'S MUSLIM REGISTRY, HARDER, BY MAKING THEM START OVER FROM NOTHING, GETTING RID OF BUSH'S WORK!  NOW THAT IS A CONSTITUTIONAL LAW ATTORNEY, AT WORK, IN OUR OVAL OFFICE . . . "EQUAL PROTECTION UNDER LAW!"  THERE IS NOT EXCEPTION FOR MUSLIMS!

HOW'S IT WORKING FOR VLADIMIR?  RUSSIAN POPULARITY IN THE U.S., AT A 30 YEAR LOW!

NOT ONLY ARE WE DUMBING DOWN AMERICA, BUT THE NEWS, IS DUMBING DOWN, BECAUSE OF OUR ALLEGED, REAL DUMB-DOWNED PRESIDENT, ONLY GIVING THE PRESS POOL, THAT COVERS THE ALLEGED, PRESIDENT ELECT, TRUMP, TWEETS TO WORK WITH--SO, PREVIOUSLY, UNDER THE OBAMA ADMINISTRATION, THE NEWS RAGS, COULD WRITE VOLUMES, NOW, THE ARTICLES FROM THE TRUMP TOWERS, ARE JUST REGURGITATING, A TWEET, AND I GUESS IF YOU ARE IN A RUSH, A SWEET, SHORT TWEET, MAKES FOR FAST READING?  LOL!

GENE SIMMONS OF KISS, REFUSED TO PERFORM AT THE TRUMP INAGURAL, BUT, AS HIS WIFE, TRIED TO CLOSE HIS KISSER, AS, HE REFUSED, HE DID GET A WORD OR TWO OUT, AND SAID, IT'S OVER, NOW WE NEED TO ALL WORK TOGETHER--TO ME, THE JURY, OR THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE HAS NOT SPOKEN YET, IN THE PRESENTATION OF THE TWO SIDES OF THE VISION FOR AMERICA'S FUTURE, SO UNTIL THAT HAPPENS, IN TRUE CONSTITUTIONAL STYLE AND POLICY, TRUMP, IS STILL NOT MY PRESIDENT!

TRUMP TWEETED FROM THE TRUMP TOWERS, URGING, THE U.N., TO VETO, THE VOTE, THAT, IS BASICALLY, TRASHING ISRAEL, FOR BUILDING IN THE WEST BANK WHERE THE PALESTINIANS, LIVE, AND SEEING JERUSELEM AS THEIR CAPITOL . . . HAVING LEFT, THEIR PROMISED LAND, FOR MORE FERTILE SOIL, THEN RETURNING, ACTING AS IF, THEY JUST LEFT FOR A FEW HUNDRED YEARS, BUT THEIR MORTGAGES ARE STILL GOOD ON THEIR HOMES, KICKING THE PALISTINIANS OUT OF THEIR HOMES AND OFF THEIR LAND, AND NOW ENCROACHING ON, TERRORITORY, ASSIGNED TO THE PALS!  I AM SURE THAT THE LONG HELD, SUPPORT OF ISREAL, BY THE UNITED STATES, STEMS FROM THE OLD TESTAMENT, AND MUCH LIKE THE DOMINIONISTS, WHO SEE, ONLY DRILL BABY, DRILL, THEY STILL SEE, ISRAEL AS THE "CHOOSEN PEOPLE OF THE OLD TESTAMENT" AS THEY USED TO BE . . . BUT, IN THE NEW TESTAMENT, CHRIST DID AWAY WITH THE OLD LAW, SAYING THAT GOD IS NO RESPECTER OF PERSONS--MALE, FEMALE, BLACK, WHITE, JEW, GENTILE!  THE OLD LAW WAS DONE AWAY WITH, AND THE NEW CAME, MAKING ALL PEOPLE CREATED EQUAL IN GOD'S EYES, COMING THROUGH THE MOUTH OF HIS SON, ONLY BEGOTTEN, JESUS CHRIST!  THE TIME HAS COME, FOR THE TWO NATIONS, WITH SEEDS OF WAR, GOING BACK CENTURIES, TO RECOGNIZE A TWO STATE NATION, RECOGNIZING THAT JERUSELEM IS THE CAPITOL OF BOTH, ISRAELIES AND PALISTINIANS ALIKE!  CHRIST SAVED YOU BOTH!

SOMEONE TAKE THE FLUFF BALL SHIT NEWS, OF THE "FLIP OR FLOP" DUMB ASS ACTRESS, OFF MY NEWS FEED!  THAT IS NOT NEWS, HER LOVE LIFE!

WA, NOT NEWS WORTHY EITHER, POOR, LITTLE IVANKA, SO WANTING TO BE A PRINCESS IN AMERICA, UNDER AN OLIGARCHY, GOT HER KIDS REPRIMANDED, ON JET BLUE . . . GOOD FOR JET BLUE, KIDS ARE TO BE SEEN AND NOT HEARD, AND THAT GOES FOR ADULT KIDS! GOOD HOME, STAY HOME, AND TAKE CARE OF YOUR KIDS, THE REPUBLICAN WAY, BIBLICAL WAY, YOU'RE NOT TO SPEAK!  IN CHURCH OR OTHERWISE, SHUT THE HELL UP, AND STAY IN YOUR PLACE, LOOK PRETTY AND SIT STILL!  AND FOR GOD SAKES, KEEP THOSE BRATZ QUIET!

I'M BACK ON BING . . . I GUESS, LOSING, A FEW TENS OF MILLIONS OF HITS A DAY, PERSUADED, BING TO LET ME BACK ON THEIR SITE!  LOL!  THE LOUDEST MOUTH IN THE WORLD, AND PROUD OF IT!  I WAS ALLOWED BACK ON THE NEWS FOR ONCE BREIF SECOND, UNTIL I COMMENTED ON, THE NEWS, NOW, ALL I GET IS THE HEADLINES, AND NOT THE DETAILS, BUT, MAYBE THERE ARE NO DETAILS, BECAUSE, WE ALL KNOW THE DEVIL IS IN THE DETAILS, SO FOR GOD SAKES, KEEP THOSE QUIET TOO!  WHAT ARE YOU AFRIAD OF . . . JUST WANT THE ADORING CROWDS, TO OOOO, AND AHHHHH, OVER YOUR CABINET PICK, RATHER THAN TAKING A CRITICAL ANALYSIS OF WHO WAS JUST SELECTED, AS THE TRUMP, HATCHET MEN, TO FUCK UP WHATEVER GOVERNMENT AGENCY, THEY ARE OVER, AND MOVE FOR THE MORE LUCRATIVE, MONEY MAKERS:

HERE IS THE REAL TRUMP, PUSHING FOR INCREASED, NUCLEAR WEAPONS, ALL OVER THE GLOBE, UNTIL THE WORLD COMES TO ITS SENSES?

A SCOLDING FATHER, OR GOD'S VOICE COMING DOWN FROM MOUNT TRUMP?

WHAT A GOD DAMNED JOKE!

GIFTS OF MEANING. OH, WHAT FUN! EXPRESS MEN. THROW IT UP! DEMOCRACY NOW--BUT THE FOUNDING FATHERS GAVE US A "REPUBLIC" OR A "REPUBLICAN FORM OF GOVERNMENT" REPRESENTATIVES SPEAK FOR US, NOT THE MOBOCRACY OF A DEMOCRACY! ELECTORAL COLLEGE--WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FINAL OUTCOME IS! I DO KNOW, HOWEVER, THAT ALL MY ACCESS TO NEWS, IS BEING BLOCKED, FROM MSNBC TO MY MSN NEWS FEED! I BET, I COULD GET FOX OPINION! SCREAM, CAN'T STAND IT! I USED TO TELL MY CLIENTS, I WILL FIGHT FOR YOU, I AM ONE OF THE BEST ATTORNEYS, WILL VIGOROUSLY, DEFEND YOU AND YOUR CASE, IF I THINK IT IS LEGITIMATE, I CAN ARGUE IN TRIAL COURT, TO WRITE IN THE APPELLATE COURTS, UP TO AN INCLUDING THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, BUT THERE IS ONE THING, I CAN'T OVERCOME, AND THAT IS CORRUPTION! I AM ALWAYS OUTNUMBERED AND OUTGUNNED, SERIOUSLY! LAST NIGHT I WAS WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY ON "PROHIBITION" THE DAYS, WHEN THE KENNEDY FAMILY, GAINED THEIR WEALTH THROUGH BOOTLEGGING WHISKEY, BOOZE, BEER AND WINE! NICE. THERE WAS A STING OPERATION ON A BIG CITY POLICE FORCE, AND ULTIMATELY THE RESULT, WAS THAT, SOMETHING LIKE 64 COPS, HAD BANK ACCOUNTS OF OVER A HALF A MILLION, REMEMBER THIS IS AROUND 1929, OR BEFORE, SO WHAT THAT WOULD TRANSLATE INTO, NOWDAYS, WHO KNOWS, BUT, IN THE END, THERE WERE LIKE 138 COPS FIRED, FOR BEING ON THE MOB PAYROLL! I CAN GUARANTEE, THAT IS NOT DIFFERENT OR WORSE TODAY! COPS ARE AT THE BECKON CALL OF THE MOB, AND I AM A FIRST HAND WITNESS TO THAT DAILY! JUST THIS MORNING, AFTER ANOTHER GRUELING NIGHT AT THE BUS STATION, IN SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, NA, REALLY, SLEPT PRETTY WELL, BUT, I AM GETTING PRESSURE, FROM THE HIRED SECCURITY GUARDS, WORKING FOR GREYHOUND, TO, DEMAND A PHYSICAL BUS TICKET, THAT GREYHOUND IS DENYING ME! GO FIGURE. SO, I BUY A TICKET, THEY DON'T GIVE ME A REAL CONFIRMATION NUMBER, OR ANY SORT OF VERIFICATION OF THE PURCHASE, OTHER THAN, THAT THEY TOOK THE MONEY OUT OF MY ACOUNT, AND I AM THE BAD GAL HERE? AFTER A FRUSTRATING, FRIDAY, OF TRYING TO GET A RATIONAL PERSON, TO JUST CALL, VERYIFY THE PURCHASE, CHECK THE COMPUTERS, WHICH HAVE NO RECORD OF THE TRANSACTION, SO MY BANK, IS THE ONLY SOURCE OF CERTIFYING OR VERIFYING THE ACTION, BUT, NO ONE WILL TALK TO A CUSTOMER SERVICE REP AT WALMART, EVEN SEEING ME MAKE THE CALL THROUGH THE MENU, AND PUNCHING IN MY ACCOUNT NUMBER AND GOING THROUGH THE NORMAL SHIT, STILL BETTER THAN WORKING WITH BANKS WHO HAVE HAD "SECRET SISTER ACCOUNTS" AND SUCH, MOB SHIT, BUT, EVEN TWO WHO HAVE TALKED TO AGENTS, AT WALMART MONEY CARD, REFUSE TO DO ANYTHING, AND CORPORATE, TELLS ME, I HAVE 3 TO 4 DAYS, FOR THEM, TO MAKE A 10 MINUTE CALL, TO WALMART HEADQUARTERS, WHICH I HAVE DONE ALL THE LEG WORK FOR, AND PROVIDED THAT TO THEM--STILL NOTHING. SO THE OTHER DAY, THIS BAD ASS RUSSIAN, MORMON CONVERT TO THE CHURCH, TURNED COP, WHO, IS THE UNDERCOVER MANAGER WHEN I COME TO TOWN, AFTER ME TRYING TO GET HIM, TO TALK TO MY WALMART REP, RIGHT ON THE LINE, REFUSES, DEMANDS A FAX, OLD SCHOOL, WHICH, WALMART NO LONGER HAS THAT TECHNOLOGY, AND I AM BEING BLOCKED, MOB OR GOVERNMENT STYLE FROM MY MONEY ACCOUNT, WITH SISTER, ALREADY HAVING, ONE UNDER MY NAME, SOCIAL, ACCOUNT NUMBER, MAYBE BUT FOR ONE NUMBER, SECRET SISTERS ACCOUNTS AGAIN, SO, I CAN'T ACCESS MY ACCOUNT OR EVEN GET AN ONLINE ACCOUNT, FIELD ALREADY TAKEN, SO, MY ONLY OTHER ALTERNATIVE IS TO, SIMPLE, HAVE SOMEONE, ACKNOWLEDGE THAT GREYHOUND GOT PAID, AND I AM WITHOUT A TICKET THAT THEIR CUSTOMER SERVICE FUCKED UP ON! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR, PAYING, RUNNING TO DALLAS, TEXAS WHERE GREYHOUND HEADQUARTERS ARE, ,AND SENDING MYSELF, AN EMAIL, WITH THE TICKET PURCHASE, CONFIRMATION NUMBER, AND SCHEDULE FOR THE TRIP . . . NO, THAT IS GREYHOUND'S JOB! BUT I AM THE ONE PAYING FOR IT, AND NOW, I AM GETTING PRESSUE TO SLEEP OUT ON THE STREETS, WHILE THEIR INCOMPETENT AND STUPID CUSTOMER SERVICE TEAM, ALL DECIDE, IN THE NEXT CENTURY, TO MAKE A CALL TO VERIFY THE PURCHASE. SO, TO ADD, THE SISTER TWIST, TO THE SAGA, SHE NEVER ACTUALLY, HAS TO TAKE A TRIP ON GREYHOUND, THEY JUST MAKE IT LOOK, LIKE SHE DID. CASE IN POINT, BY SATURDAY NIGHT, I WAS STARVING, SO, I CALLED MY SON, ON MY BIRTHDAY, BECAUSE HE SENT ME A TEXT, NOT KNOWING IN WAS IN TOWN, I AM VERY SELF-SUFFICENT, AND THOUGHT, THIS MESS WOULD BE CLEANED UP, ASAP, AND HOW WRONG, I WAS--BUT, I TOLD ME SON TO JUST DROP A PIZZA OFF TO ME, AND SOME COLLGE STUDENT WHO FED ME GRANOLA BARS, TO KEEP ME ALIVE, THINKING I WOULD BE ON HOME TURF, IN MONTANA, WITHOUT FOOD OR MONEY WORRIES! BUT, MY DARLING, SON, INSISTED HE WAS COMING TO PICK ME UP, AND TAKE ME TO HIS HOUSE, WHICH HE DID, FOR SATURDAY, SUNDAY, AND MONDAY, UNTIL ABOUT NOON, BECAUSE HE AND GIRLFRIEND, DARLINIG TOO, WERE GOING UP TO A YURT, TO CELEBRATE THE U OF U, WHERE THEY ARE BOTH STUDENTS, END OF THE SEMESTER AND CHRISTMAS ROMANTIC TIME TOGEHTER . . . SO HE DROPPED ME OFF AND GAVE ME $20 TO SUSTAIN ME, SURE THAT I HAD ALL THE GREYHOUND POLICY, AND EVIDENCE TO GET A SURE TICKET! THE MORE I PROVED, THE WORSE IT GOT! SO, BACK TO THE RUSSIAN, HE TOLD ME, I HAD ONE HOUR TO GET THIS ERROR OF HIS EMPLOYER, BACK AT HEADQUARTERS CLEARED UP, OR HE WAS GOING TO MAKE ME LEAVE THE BUS STATION, AND IT IS FUCKING COLD OUTSIDE! SO, I ATTEMPTED ONE MORE TIME, TO NO AVAIL, AND LEFT TO GO OVER TO THE TRAIN AND THE MALL! BUT, NOT WITHOUT HIM, GOING IMMEDIATELY TO THE PHONES AND CALLING COPS! I SAW THEM, AT THE BUS STATION, WHICH BY THE WAY, HAS DIED DOWN, SINCE I REPORTED THAT, THERE WERE 4 TO 5 COP SUV'S AT ALL TIMES, SINCE I HAVE BEEN THERE, AND HORDS OF COPS, WALKING IN MASS, THROUGH THE TERMINAL, SINCE DAY ONE, TO INTIMIDATE, HARASS AND OTHERWISE, BE THEIR TYPICAL ASSHOLE SELVES, AND ARMS OF THE MORMON MAFIA, PROTECTING THE TITS & ASS, TWISTED SISTERS, THE CHURCH, FOR IMAGE AND POLITICS SAKES, WANT TO BE ME, NOT LOSING MY GREAT, CREDENTIALS, CASES, THAT THEY GOT THE MONEY FOR MITT, BOY, MY LEGISLATION, MY SONS' MUSIC, DAUGHTERS' BOOKS, AND MY BILLION DOLLAR BLOG, THAT THEY LOOT DAILY! SO, ON MONDAY, NIGHT WHEN I SHOWED UP AT THE STATION AGAIN, THIS SECURITY GUARD, WHO GAVE ME A MOUNTAIN DEW, FRIDAY NIGHT, AFTER AN ALL DAY, KNOCK DOWN, DRAG OUT WITH TICKET HANDLERS AND CUSTOMER SERVICE, SHE, HAD MERCY ON ME, KNOWING WHAT I WAS GONIG THROUGH, AND THAT I SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN MONTANA, BY FRIDAY NIGHT. WELL, ON MONDAY, WITH A SHOWER AND NICE HAIR, STILL NO MAKE-UP, I LEFT THAT AS MY HOME, IN PAROWAN, THAT AGAIN, THE MOB, PROTECTING TWISTED TITS & ASS, SISTERS, HAD THE COPS, THEIR PERSONAL, HARASSMENT TOOLS, USEFUL IDIOTS, AS THE RUSSIANS WOULD SAY, TO THREATEN, ME WITH TREASPASSING IN MY OWN HOME--FRANK, THE GOVERMENT, OR MOB DOUBLE, WHO, MANIPULATED THE COURTS, HALLS OF SHAME, TO GIVE MY HOUSE, TO A FRIEND OF ALLAN'S, TO DISGUISE, THE KILLER, FRANK, AND SHELLEY, JUST TO KEEP IT OUT OF MY HANDS, DID A SNOW JOB, WHICH, WILL NEVER HOLD UP, ONCE THEY, IF THERE ARE ANY GOOD LAW ENFORCEMENT, NOT ON THE MOB PAYROLL, FIND OUT, THERE WERE ACTUALLY TWO, ALLANS, NOT ONE! THEN THE HOUSE IS MINE, BUT, DEALING WITH STUPID IT SOMETHING I HAVE NEVER DONE WELL, BUT, ANYWAY, BACK TO LAST MONDAY, THUS SECURITY GUARD, LOOKS SHOCKED TO SEE ME, AND SHE SAID, WEREN'T YOU THE ONE, YEAH, I JUST LEFT TO GO WITH MY SON . . . SHE SAID, OR ACTED AS IF, SHE THOUGHT, I LEFT ON THE SALT LAKE EXPRESS, AND THAT MY DELAY IN TOWN, WAS DUE TO THEIR FAULT, NOT GREYHOUNDS, BECAUSE, THAT IS THE SERVICE I TAKE FROM SALT LAKE TO BUTTE, MONTANA--NO, I PURCHASE A TICKET, ALL IN ONE, BUT WITH THE DIFFERENT PROVIDERS, AND THE ONLY WAY, SALT LAKE EXPRESS GETS PAID, FROM THE ONE PURCHASE, IS TO HAVE A TICKET, TO GET ON THE BUS, WHICH, I AM BEING DENIED, BY THE GIVER OF THE ONE TICKET WITH MANY, TICKETS, AND SALT LAKE EXPRESS WOULD GLADLY TAKE ME, IF I CAN PRODUCE THE TICKET, FROM GREYHOUND! SO, FROM A TO Z, THE GREYHOUND IS FUCKING ME OVER. MOST OF THE SALT LAKE EXPRESS GUYS OR CHICKS, HAVE KNOWN ME FOR YEARS! SHIT, IN THE LAST, 3 MONTHS, I HAVE BEEN BACK AND FORTH, LIKE COUNTING BOTH WAYS, 6 TIMES. THESE BUSES ARE SMALL, AND YOU GET TO KNOW THE DRIVERS, SOME I HAVE EVEN GONE TO DINNER WITH, ONCE WE GET TO SALT LAKE, AND I HAVE HELPED SOME WITH LEGAL ISSUES, ON THE DRIVE, AND OTHERS HAVE USED ME TO ENFORCE THE RULE OF THE TRIP, DUE TO MY ATTORNEY GIGS, THAT WE SOMETIMES TALK ABOUT! SO, NO, SALT LAKE EXPRESS IS NOT TO BLAME; HOWEVER, THE WAY, IT SOUNDED, WAS, THAT, GREYHOUND, TRIED TO FIND ME, WHEN I TOOK OFF WITH MY SON, TO RECTIFY THE PROBLEMS, AND PUT ME ON AN EXPRESS TO MONTANA . . . UH, NO, I AM STILL HERE . . . THEY PROBABLY DID, MAKE IT LOOK, LIKE SOMEONE, LIKE ME, A SISTER PERHAPS, GOT ON, OR A LOOK-ALIKE, PROBABLY, GOING OUT THE DOORS, AND WALKINIG AROUND THE CORNER TO BE PICKED UP, BY THE MOB, AND LEAVING SECURITY GUARDS TO THINK i WAS SAFE AND GONE, ON MY MERRY WAY! NO! SO, THIS IS CREATING ISSUES FOR THE SECURITY GUARDS, WHO KNOW DAMNED WELL, WHO, THE FIRST AND REAL, JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., IS, AND WHO HAS BEEN SLEEPING ON THEIR FLOORS OR IN THEIR CHAIRS, CHECKING EACH NIGHT TO SEE IF I HAVE A TICKET, BUT, WITH ME, I SHOW THEM EITHER THE OLD CONFIRMATION NUMBER, OR, THE NEW REFERENCE NUMBER, OF MY CASE BACK WITH GREYHOUND HEADQUARTERS! BUT, I CAN TELL, THEY ARE GETTING PRESSURE, THE MORE I WRITE ABOUT GREYHOUND! SO WHAT WE HAVE, IS, ALL THE TRUE SAINTS, IN SALT LAKE, UP AT THE CATHOLIC COMMUNITY SERVICE CENTER, FOR THE HOMELESS, DOING ALL THEY CAN TO HELP, PEOPLE, LIKE ME WHO, FALL THROUGH THE CRACKS, AND NEED A HAND UP, WITHOUT THEM BEING TO BLAME, WHILE, JUST TWO BLOCKS DOWN, AT THE BUS STATION, WHO IS TOTALLY, 100% RESPONSIBLE FOR NOT ONLY FUCKING UP MY BIRTHDAY, BUT MY CHRISTMAS TOO, IS BITCHING AND MOANING ABOUT HOW LONG, IT IS TAKING TO RESOLVE THEIR ERRORS AND ISSUES, BASICALLY STEALING MY MONEY, IN THIS THEFT OF SERVICE OR DENIAL OF SERVICE BOUGHT AND PAID FOR! BUGGING ME TO LEAVE THE STATION. SO, THIS MORNING, I SEE, IGOR, RUSSIAN, ASSHHOLE COP, AS I GET READY TO LEAVE FOR THE DAY, AND HE, SEES ME, AND IMMEDIATELY, CALLS THE COPS . . . THE WAY YOU KNOW COPS, IS THEY ALWAYS CALL FOR BACK UP, WHINY, ASS WIMPS! I CAN SEE HIS WHEELS TURNING, ACTING LIKE, I AM THE IMPOSTER, NOT THE TWISTED SISTER, THEY WILL SERVE, TO KEEP, DIPPING INTO MY BLOG MONEY, MAKING MILLIONS DAILY, NICE LITTLE BRIBERY TOOL FOR COPS! SO, I GO A DIFFERENT WAY, TO CATCH THE TRAIN, AND NO PROBLEM, BUT THERE WAS ONE THAT DROVE BY, BUT, DONT THINK TO FIND ME; HOWEVER, I HAVE BEEN NOTING IN MY BLOG, THAT I WRITE FROM MCDONALDS AT THE MALL, ,AND SURE AS SHIT, I GENERALLY, CHECK INTO THE RESTROOMS, NEED OR NOT, SO, I DON'T HAVE TO BE INTERRUPTED, BLOGGING, AND TWO COPS, ALMOST RUN STRAIGHT INTO ME, AND I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THE ONE SAID, BUT, HE INDICATED, THAT WAS ME, AND HE ALMOST SHIT HIMSELF . . . SO, I CAUGHT THEM! I THOUGHT, THEY MIGHT STILL BE STUPID ENOUGH, TO TRY, SOME LAME ASS ARREST, FOR WHAT, DEMANDING MY TICKET, AT GREYHOUND, THAT I HAVE NOT ONLY A SHIT LOAD OF PHONE CALLS, BUT, ABOUT THREE BLOGS, ADDRESSING THE ISSUE, ONE OF THE LITTLE PIECES OF EVIDENCE THE BUS COMPANY HAS TO OVERCOME, IS I WROTE AND RECORDED EVERYTHING IN MY BLOG, A WEEK, AFTER THE TRANSACTION AT ISSUE, BACK, 9/17/2016, AND NOT BEING ALBE TO GET A TICKET, BACK THEM, WHEN, I AM SURE THE ST. GEORGE, MORMON MAFIA, WITH FAMILY, BANKING MY BANK, TRIED TO MAKE IT LOOK, LIKE I WAS NEVER IN ST. GEORGE, OR NEVER LEFT, AS INDICATED, BY MY COMPUTER, WHILE ON MY WAY TO SEATTLE, IT SHOWED THAT, MY LOCATION WAS STILL, IN ST. GEORGE! LOL! RIGHT NOW, AND YOU CAN SEE THE SPLIT CONTROL, OVER MY COMPUTER, I HAVE ONE WEATHER TEXT BOX, SHOWING ME IN MISSOULA, MONTANA, WHERE, MY TICKET WOULD HAVE HAD ME, IF IT HAD, BEEN ACTUALLY, THE REAL JOANN, BUT THEY COVER THE BOOBY PRIZE, RACHEL, OR SHELLEY, KAY, SUE, ALL OF THE TWISTED SISTER CLUB, BUT, MY MSN, NEWS FEED, THAT I HAVE TIED TO MY LOCATION, SHOWS, SALT LAKE CITY WEATHER! LOL! I CAN'T BE IN TWO PLACES AT ONCE! BUT, THEY SURE TRY, CONTINUALLY TO SHOW, ME, FUCKING ALL OVER THE PLACE, I AM THE MONEY MAKER, THE MOMMY MAKER, AND THE QUEEN OF THE LAST FRONTIER, BLOGGING EXTRAORDIANIARE, BUT THEY HAVE STOLEN EVERY FUCKING DIME FROM MY WORK AND INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY, THEY SAID I WAS DEAD, 4 YEARS AGO, LAST ELECTION, I FUCKED MITT UP WITH! THEY WERE GONIG TO MAKE SURE, THAT I DIDN'T GET TRUMP, AND I WOULD GUESS WE DID, HILLARY AND ME, BUT, THAT WILL NEVER COME OUT, BECAUSE, THE LAME ASS NEWS, KEEPS ACTING LIKE, PROCESS AND PROCEEDRUES DON'T MATTER, AND THEY CALLED TRUMP THE WINNER WITHOUT THE E.C., VOTE, AND NOW THEY ARE CALLING HIM THE WINNER AGAIN, WHEN, CONGRESS HAS NOT MET, AND DOESN'T UNTIL, JANUARY 6, 2017 . . . WE ARE NOT THERE YET, PEOPLE, SO, HOW THE FUCK, IS TRUMP THE WINNER? THE PRESS DOESN'T GET TO CALL IT, THAT IS A CONFLICT OF INTEREST, BECAUSE, THEY STAND TO BENEFIT FROM A TRUMP WIN, FOR YEARS OF THE TRUMP REALITY TV SHOW, WITH STUPID STUFF BEING SAID DAILY! BANK, RATINGS, VIEWERS, AND TURNING REAL SERIOUS SHIT, INTO ENTERTAINMENT, SO THE MASSES, CAN GO BACK TO BEING ASSES, AND THE DUMBING DOWN OF AMERICA! THAT IS WHY THEY DON'T WANT ME TO GET THE NEWS, TO EITHER SUBSTANTIATE THE OUTCOMES AND REPORTING OR CRITICIZE IT! JUST DENY HER ALL ACCESS TO SMART NEWS, AND WE CAN HAVE OUR WAY WITH THE MASSES! THEY WILL BELIEVE, TRUMP WON, WHEN, HE REALLY DIDN'T, JUST DON'T LET OUR BLOGGER, TELL THEM THE TRUTH! AND IF IT LEAKS OUT, SAY ONE OF THE SISTERS, IS HER! THEN WE CAN CONTINUE TO MAKE THEM, THINK THE TITS & ASS CHICKS ARE SMART! SO, HERE WE ARE, BUT, ONE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL, MY LOVER, FRIEND, SPARRING PARTNER, AND WHATEVER, IS BUYING ME A TICKET, TO SEATTLE, ALWAYS THERE, FOR ME, AND ME FOR HIM! THAT IS WHAT LOVE IS ALL ABOUT! BUT OUR TEXTS ARE BEING INTERCEPTED, MESSED WITH, BEING, EXTRACTED, DELAYED, AND WITH KNEW POWER & CONTROL, OVER OUR CONVERSATIONS, FUN, SEXY, HOT, ROMANTIC, AND HISTORIC, THE LAST TIME, I KISSED SOMEONE, WAS, HIM, AND MORE, BACK IN 2013, THE LAST TIME I WAS, SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE, WAITING FOR HIM, TO MAKE A SECRET RENDEZVOU WITH ME, AT 4 AM, TEENAGE DREAM, HE WAS HAVING ISSUES WITH A BUSINESS PARTNER, WHOM I WAS STAYING WITH, MAKING HIM MOVE OUT, BUT, LOCKING HIS BEDROOM UP, SO HE COULDN'T GET HIS STUFF . . . SOUNDS, LIKE GREYHOUND, BUT, THIS WOMAN, A FRIEND OF MINE, THROUGH, LOVER BOY, DIDN'T WANT ME TO SEE HIM, POWER & CONTROL, SO, WE SNEAKED OUT, AND MET I N THE BACKYARD, PASSION, ROMANCE, ROMEO & JULIET FEEL TO IT, BEST KISS, BEST, GRAB ASS AND ALMOST EAT ME ALIVE, THIS, HOODED, MAN WITH CIGS ON HIS KISSES, AND LIKE TWO TEENAGER, WALKED IN THE MISTY, WET, NOT ALL THAT WAS WET, CHRISTMAS, NIGHT, HOLDING HANDS, GOING OVER TO HIS PLACE, TO MAKE LOVE, AND SPAR, LIKE WE ALWAYS DO, SUGAR AND SPICE, SALT AND PEPPER, HOT AND COLD, LOVE AND DEBATE, JUST THE COMBO IN NEED! HE IS NAUGHTY AND NICE! LOL! HE IS COMING TO MY RESCUE, AS HE HAS TRIED TO DO IN THE PAST! MAYBE WE CAN ACTUALLY GET IT TOGETHER AND BE A TEAM, TAKING ON THE WORLD! LOL! WHATEVER, HE IS AN ADVENTURE, SO WRONG, HE IS RIGHT! LOL! WHO CAN PUT, LIMITS, BOUNDARIES, OR CONTAIN, LOVE? NOT ME! I'VE TRIED, LOL! LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD, AND THE BIG BAD WOLF, FROM THE HOOD! LOL!

Sorry, I Forgot My Story, About the Female, U.S. Attorney, I Think, She May Have Even Been, Chief Deputy, to the U.S. AG, Way Ahead of Her Time, Assigned to Clean Up, the Mob, Dirty Cops and Bootlegging, or Enforce Prohibition!

At the end of this, woman's reign of terror, cracking down, on all the good ol' boyz clubs, but without much, impact, saying at the end of her career, when, the prohibition of alcohol was, lifted, so, people could get their alcohol, much, like legalizing marijuana, now, from, sources other than, the mob, or backwoods, bootlegging machines, she made a stunningly, modern, and relevant, comment, that, the mob had ingratiated, themselves to the people, the poor, and acted like, Robin Hood, taking from the rich, and giving to the poor, with this man, bringing coal to the cold, in freezing, Chicago and New York winters, having been raised poor himself, and that fits, to Brett and others in this, mob, of mercy, that robs, not the rich, but one family, who never sees a fucking dime of the money, so they intercept it, before it lands, in very mobster style, only better with much, of the theft, going on, through, access to accounts, banks, blogs, music, computers, phones, etc., going into the hand of the mob, before, even showing up on the radar, for taxes, or even to whom it is assigned to go, very hard to track, other than my blog, trying to inform and educate, cops, who are at the risk of, those 30,000 Mormon cyber spies working for the NSA, using, tax payers, programs, facilities, personnel, and monies, to do personal, Mormon agendas, activities, that amount to, a classic RICO action, leaving, investigators and prosecutors, going against a CHURCH, wondering if they have the right, to interfere, between, alleged, members, which I not, nor are my children, other than Nicole, with a book to rob, and believe me, these guys, are shameless, hugging you with one arm, to lure you to their goals and side, while, stabbing, you and the rest of your family in the back, using the loyalty to the Mo Church, to test your faith!

But, in a ceremony honoring this woman, she said she felt like she, was the little Dutch boy, putting his finger in the dike, holding back the ocean, from destroying the town . . . because, the federal agents, while, making amazing films, for each other to impress, the people, that they were fighting as hard as they could, to clean up organized crime, were just doing it to cover their own asses.  She said the agents, were underpaid, therefore, susceptible to bribes, and going easy on the mobsters, running the moonshine, making it like she was fighting her own, team . . . ah, da!  I heard her stories, and the type of gutzy woman she was, way back when, women, didn't get law degrees, were denied, access to higher education, and somehow, this amazing woman, and I can't remember her name, Waddsly or something like that, not only was a rare female, but she, was a rare, attorney, within the U.S. Attorney General's Office, given the hard and brutal task of heading up the campaign, against organized crime, that engulfed, everything.  She said, that at the time, back I the roaring 20's, the mob controlled, like 80 ports, of entry, and was, like the most powerful, corporation in almost the entire world, and many very old money families, didn't earn their wealth a status, through legitimate means, they used politics to do that for them, to launder their habits and bad, money games! 

And, much, like me, today, with presidencies being bought, and with the Castellano New York crime family, and with a Castellano, reporting on election eve, beaming proud as shit, that Trump, looked like he was winning Hillary, the much, better candidate, in every fucking way . . . but, back in 1985, when, Mr. Castellano, took over the 5 major Italian, crime families, he wanted to control construction on the New York skyline, and to legitimize the mob, by, contributing, to, hospitals, and such, just like in the old days, endearing themselves to the masses, by buying their causes, feeding the hungry, and clothing the poor, relating to ever, Christian and city endeavor, not, because they were good, but because, they, knew this would, win the hearts of the city fathers and mothers!  But, at the very bottom, of the goal, to control, was the desire to put, a mob, selected, president in the White House, to even further cement, the mob, into political power, and prestige in America . . . that was back in 1985, and whom, do you suspect, worked with the Russians, the FBI, and Mormons, in the Oversight Committee, to keep Hillary on the HOTSEAT?  GUESS, THE SAME CREW, THAT MADE IT ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE, TO CONTINUE THE PROHIBITION OF ALCOHOL!

THROW IT UP!  EXPRESS MEN.  OH, WHAT FUN, IT IS TO GO RIDING IN A ONE HORSE OPEN, SLEIGH!

I HOPE THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE, RUINS, CHRISTMAS FOR THE MOB, THE RUSSIANS, THE FBI, TRUMPLAND, AND THE MORMONS, LIKE HATCH, CHAFFETZ, WHO USE, THEIR GOVERNMENT POSITIONS TO TRICK THE ELECTION RESULTS, AGAINST CLINTON, IN FAVOR OF THE MOB MAN, TRUMP!

HO, HO, HO, MERRY CHRISTMAS!

FUCK YOU!
P.S., I love this blog . . . I just got access to my news feed, articles, one on Kellyanne Conway, lol, she has been given a top, job in the Trump, White House? that of his Counselor?  Now, is that, to misconstrue, or mislead people, into thinking that, very sexist, Trump and Boyz, would actually, put Ms. Conway, touted as an attorney, in as President's Counsel in Chief?  Oh, hell, no, she is a "counselor" and she has the "ears of Trump" . . . you know, kind of like a wife, has the ear of her powerful husband, and that is her, high calling?  Fuck you again!  The bitch is likely, NOT an attorney, but she has a "soft voice" and that sits well with Trump?  Is there an ADULT, in the transition team?  Or is the Trump/Conway team, like, a husband and wife, GOP style of power for a woman?  You, Bettcha, as Palin would say!  LOL!  No wonder, they want to keep this shit ass news from me!  The lead stories, now that the Mormon NSA, cyber shits, with the cops, who locked me in jail for 5 days, so they could mount dubious charges, that I knew nothing of, against me to bolster, dubious arrests and jailing for "an attitude adjustment" used those days to hijack, through "hostile" means, my blog, changing the format, and saying that, me, like Trump, are Brand Names, to be Posted Under and Used to Post . . . No, I AM A REAL, LIVING, BREATHING, FIRE DRAGON, WHO IS SICK AND TIRED OF TITS & ASS, EXPRESS MALE PREFERENCE, THROWING A WOMAN, LIKE, THE FORMER, ASSIGNED, U.S. ATTORNEY, BUT UTAH ASSISTANT ATTORNEY, UNDER THE BUS, GOING AGAINST, MOBSTERS, WHO ARE MIXED WITH THE MORMONS AND THE MORMON CONTROLLED FBI, CIA, NSA, DEA, ATF, TO AN ALARMING RATE OF INFLITRATION, TO GET POLITICAL POWER AND GAIN, NOW, SIDING WITH THEIR ALLIES, THE RUSSIAN, AND MORMON MOB, SINCE, MITT'S OUT! TO TAKE DOWN, ME, ONE OF THE FEW, THE BRAVE, THE BOLD, WHO WILL ACTUALLY GO AFTER THESE ASSHOLES, WITHOUT A FUCKING DIME IN MY POCKET!  GOING AGAINST, DIRYT COPS, BOUGHT FEDERAL AGENTS, AND A CORRUPT MORMON CHURCH HIERARCHY, INVOLVED AND IN TOO DEEP TO LET ME GO!  I AM FINE WITH THE RELIGION, IT IS THE POLITICS, I FUCKING HATE!  LET'S SAY, I HAVE A PASSION FOR PURITY!  UNLIKE YOUR LYING SACKS OF SHITS, TITS & ASS BABES, EYE CANDY, BAD MOMS, AND FUCK BUDDIES, BUTTIES, WITH ALL THE TOP COPS!

GO! GAMES, TOYS AND CALENDARS! HEARTBREAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL. GLITZ. GLAMOUR. BROADWAY. WITNESS POWER & POETRY. UTAH SYMPHONY. CATHOLIC COMMUNITY SERVICES, LOOKS LIKE ALL RADIO STATIONS, THE NEWS, SUBWAY GIFT CARDS, KOREAN BBQ, TONS OF SPONSORS, HOLDING A HOMELESS FUNDRAISER, FOR THE NEXT TWO DAYS, STARTING TODAY! THE SCRIPTURES, SAY THAT TO SOME IT IS GIVEN TO BE RICH AND TO OTHERS TO BE POOR. I TEND TO MAKE TONS OF PEOPLE RICH, BUT MUST BE IN THE POORER CATEGORIES, BECAUSE, I SURE, GET MYSELF, INTO SHIT THAT GETS ME, THERE ON A CONTINUAL BASIS! DOWN AND OUT, A ROUGH PATCH, HERE AND THERE, FIGHTS OVER BUS PASSES, YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE UNEXPECTED MEANS WILL TAKE YOU . . . TAKE FOR INSTANCE, I RAN SMACK DAB INTO THE FUNDRAISING CREWS! I CALLED THE SALT LAKE RESCUE MISSION, TO SEE WHAT TIME LUNCH WAS, SO I RUSHED FROM THE MALL WHERE I TYPED MY BLOG, USING YESTERDAY'S LARGE DIET COKE PAPER CUP, AS A PROP, TO LEGITIMIZE MY USE OF THE MCDONALD'S INTERNET, ALWAYS DEPENDABLE, AND WITH SEVERAL FEEDS AND SOURCES . . . BUT, THAT $4 MEAL WAS MY LAST FOR THE NEXT TWO WEEKS, SO, I DECIDED TO LOOK UP THE RESCUE MISSION, AND WENT TO LUNCH THERE--I ALWAYS EAT HEALTHIER POOR, AT SOUP KITCHENS, MISSIONS AND HOMELESS SHELTERS, AND SALT LAKE CATHOLIC COMMUNITY SERVICE, WAS NO EXCEPTION, WE HAD, A YUMMY RICE, CASSOROLE, FRESH STRAWBERRIES, A VERY FRESH SANDWICH WITH HAM AND CHEESE, PUNCH AND A LARGE PIECE OF APPLE PIE! VERY GOOD! I AM NOT SURE HOW THE SPONSORS ARE OPERATING THIS, BUT, I AM SURE A DRIVE BY AND HAND-OUT TO THE NUMBEROUS COPS AND SECURITY DUDES, DOWN THERE, AND PRETTY NEWS CASTERS, WILL TAKE WHATEVER YOU ARE WILLING TO GIVE! I USED TO BE SOMEWHAT AFRAID OF THESE PLACES, AND IN CHRISTMASES AND YEARS, PAST, I WOULD GO WITH, MY SECOND OF FOUR HUSBANDS, AND EVER SATURDAY MORNING IN MIDWAY AND HEBER CITY, WE WOULD DRIVE AROUND TO ALL THE GROCERY STORES, TO COLLECT THEIR DONATED FOOD, SO MUCH THAT THE WHOLE FORERUNNER, WAS FULL, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF THE SMALL SPACES WERE WERE SITTING IN! THEN, ON SUNDAY AFTER CHURCH, WE WOULD LOAD, KIDS, OR JUST US, AND VENTURE DOWN TO THE SAME PLACE I ATE TODAY, AND SERVE SUNDAY MEAL TO THE HOMELESS, NEVER FOR ONE SECOND, DID I IMAGINE, THAT I WOULD EVER BE HOMELESS OR WITHOUT MONEY FOR A MEAL, ALL THE RIGHT THINGS GOING MY WAY, GOOD FAMILY, THE RIGHT EDUCATION, GREAT CAREER, WONDERFUL KIDS, AND THEN, THE BEGINNING OF THE WAR, BETWEEN, THIS BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, AND THE PATRIOT ACT, COPS, PROSECUTORS AND JUDGES! AND, IT HAS PRETTY MUCH, BEEN DOWN HILL FROM THAT POINT ON . . . BUT, GOING DOWN THE UPSTAIR CASE, IS SOMETIMES, GOING ON THE SELF-IMPROVEMENT PATH, ON THE STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN, RATHER THAN WHAT IT APPEARS, LIKE GOING ON THE TO HELL! I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO WITNESS, LOVE, KINDNESS, HUMANITY, EVEN GREAT MARRIAGES, TRUE COMMRADARY, GIVING, CHARITY, AND TRUE CHRISTIANITY, LIKE I NEVER COULD HAVE BEFORE, ISOLATED, INSULATED, PROTECTED BY A WARM HOME, NICE CARS, AND A SUFFICIENT BANK ACCOUNT. EVEN BEING WHERE I AM TODAY, WOULD I CHANGE A THING--NOT REALLY! I HAVE LONG, DESIRED FOR, ZION, FOR THE CITY, THE STATE, THE NATION AND THE WORLD TO BE, ZION OF THE NEW TESTAMENT, OR BEING OF "ONE HEART AND ONE MIND!" I THINK IT IS IN THESE EFFORTS TO CARE FOR ONE ANOTHER, TO BEAR, ONE ANOTHER'S BURDENS, AND TO LOVE BEYOND, LIMITS, HAS, MADE ME A BETTER PERSON, OVERALL! PLEASE REALIZE THAT, OFTEN, UNLIKE, REPUBLICAN THINKING, THESE PEOPLE, CAN'T WITHOUT HELP, JUST PICK THEMSELVES UP BY THE BOOT STRAPS AND MAKE IT ON THEIR OWN, WITHOUT, HELP, SERVICES, STARTING WITH FOOD, SHELTER AND CLOTHING! WE OFTEN TAKE ALL THESE FOR GRANITE, AND SEE THEM AS A GIVEN, WELL, I AM HERE TO TELL YOU, THAT THEY ARE NOT A GIVEN, AND ALL IT TAKES IN AN UNEXPECTED MEDICAL BILL, A SICK CHILD, A LAY OFF AT WORK, OR EVEN THE NORMAL, A DIVORCE, DEATH OF A SPOUSE, OR A MILLION DIFFERENT THINGS, AND MOST PEOPLE, REALLY ARE, JUST "ONE PAYCHECK AWAY FROM HOMELESSNESS!" SO IN THIS SPIRIT, TO CELEBRATE THIS SEASON OF CHRISTMAS AND THE HOLIDAYS, REMEMBER, THAT, THERE ARE THOSE, WHO THIS SEASON IS THE MOST PAINFUL OF ALL! MOST HERE, ARE WITHOUT, A SUPPORT SYSTEM, WHICH SAVES MOST PEOPLE FROM FINANCIAL RUIN, SOME ARE VETS, OTHERS FROM ABUSIVE HOMES, OR BATTERED WOMEN, SOME HAVE COME FROM INCREDIBLY ROUGH, AND TUMBLE HOMES AND CIRCUMSTANCES, AND IF YOU KNEW THEIR STORIES, YOU WOULD WEEP, FOR AND WITH THEM, AND IT IS SHOCKING THAT, SOME TURN OUT, AS GOOD, DECENT AND NICE AS THEY ARE, GIVEN THEIR BIRTH AND HOME CIRCUMSTANCES! PLEASE OPEN YOU HEARTS, REMEMBER, HE, JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON, AND HE SAID, THAT THE TRUE LOVE OF HIS, CHRIST'S, IS CHARITY, OR THE PURE LOVE OF CHRIST, TO VISIT THE HOMELESS, THE PRISONER, THE FATHERLESS, THE WIDOW, AND THE POOR, AND WHEN SAID SAW WE LORD, WHEN YOU CLOTHED THE NAKED, FED THE HUNGRY, VISITED THE LONELY IN PRISON, IN AS MUCH AS YOU HAVE DONE THIS UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE MY BROTHERS, YEAH HAVE DONE IT UNTO ME! THERE WAS A PARK BENCH, IN WASHINGTON, D.C., THAT WAS RECENTLY, DEDICATED AND BLESSED BY POPE FRANCIS WHEN HE VISITED, AMERICA . . . ON THE PARK BENCH, UNDER A BLANKET, ALL MADE OF BRONZE, THERE IS A MAN, A HOMELESS MAN, BUT ON HIS HANDS AND FEET, WERE THE MARKS OF THE NAILS, THAT WERE USED TO HANG HIM ON THE CROSS! HE SAID, SPARROW OR BIRDS HAVE NESTS, AND FOXES HAVE HOLES, BUT, I HAVE NO PILLOW, FOR WHICH TO LAY MY HEAD . . . GIFT UP! HELP THESE GOOD PEOPLE, MEET THEIR GOALS, TO RAISE MONEY FOR THE SALT LAKE MISSION, TO CONTINUE, AND MAY ALL, PEOPLE, BE BLESSED THIS CHRISTMAS SEASON! MAKE IT A MERRY ONE . . .

CHESTNUTS & NUTS, ROASTING ON AN OPEN FIRE! CHEERS TO YOU! JINGLE BELL TIME, IS A SWELL TIME, TO ROCK YOUR NIGHT AWAY! IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS, EVERYWHERE YOU GO! THE GRIT TO BE HERE. THIS IS WHERE MY STORY STARTS. THIS IS HOME. SMART HOME ARENA. I'M IN SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, BUT IT'S ALWAYS SUNNY IN PHILADELPHIA! JEREMY HAMMER (NOT). MADONNA APPLE. ARIANA--A DANGEROUS WOMAN TOUR. IMAGE EYES OPTICAL. RED ONION CATERING. B IS FOR BARBACOA MEXICAN GRILL. MASTER MUFFLER. I DON'T WANT TO JUST SIT STILL AND LOOK PRETTY. DON'T WORRY ABOUT WHAT SIZE YOU ARE, MY MOMMA USED TO SAY . . . I WON'T BE A STICK FIGURE SILICONE BARBIE. BOYS LIKE GOOD GIRLS FOR ALL THE GOOD INSIDE. HOT & SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE. I'M BULLET PROOF, FIRE AWAY! LOL! SMILE. THE SAGA RAGES ON WITH GREY HOUND BUS TERMINAL, GOING ON 6 DAYS AND COUNTING AT THE BUS TERMINAL. LOOK THIS IS SIMPLE CONTRACT LAW: (1) AN OFFER; (2) ACCEPTANCE: AND (3) SOMETHING OF CONSIDERATION OR VALUE GIVEN ON "BOTH" SIDES! GREY HOUND HAS MY MONEY, I HAVE "NO" TICKET! I AM IN FULL COMPLIANCE WITH MY END OF THE DEAL, I PAID, YOU, HOWEVER ARE IN BREACH OF CONTRACT, FOR HUMAN ERROR, FAILURE TO ENTER TICKET INTO THE COMPUTER, OR WILFUL FRAUD, REDIRECTING MY TICKET, TO A "CLONE" EMAIL ACCOUNT, TAKING THE MONEY OUT OF MY WALMART MONEY ACCOUNT, AND SENDING IT, JUST ONE NUMBER OFF, TO MY OLD ACCOUNT, IN THE HANDS OF SHELLEY OR ONE OF THE FRAUD BROADS . . . LAST CHRISTMAS, I GOT MY BACKPACK STOLEN, WITH MY CARD ENDING IN #8699, THIS CHRISTMAS YOU GAVE IT AWAY, ANYWHERE U.S.A., BUT FOR CONNECTING, THE WITHDRAWAL, FROM MY ACCOUNT, AND SENDING THE CONFIRMATION TO "MY" EMAIL ADDRESS! A VERY EASY PAY OR REMEDY, SITUTATION, JUST CALL, WALMART, HEADQUARTERS, AS i HAVE PROVIDED YOU WITH THREE DIFFERENT PHONE NUMBERS, VERIFY THAT THE MONEY WAS TAKEN OUT OF MY ACCOUNT, PROVIDING YOU WITH, MY ACCOUNT NUMBER AND IN ADDITION, MY SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER, JUST IN CASE, THE ONE NUMBER OFF, STARTS TO INTERFER, LIKE THE CUSTOMER SERVICE TELLING ME BEFORE THIS MESS THAT, MY CURRENT, STILL, IN USE, CARD, ENDING IN #8599, HAS BEEN CANCELLED? BUT NOT BY ME. LAME ASS GREY HOUND CUSTOMER SERVICE, SAID, OH, THAT IS A HOLD ON YOU ACCOUNT FOR $96.50--NO THAT HAS BEEN WITHDRAWN FROM MY ACCOUNT, WAY BACK IN OCTOBER--YOU OWE ME A TICKET! YOU HAVE MY MONEY, I DON'T, THAT WAS CONSIDERATION OR VALUE, GIVEN IN EXCHANGE FOR A TICKET FROM ST. GEORGE, UTAH TO KALISPELL, MONTANA, PURCHASED SEPTEMBER 9, 2016, FOR DEPARTURE ON OCTOBER 3, 2016. NOW, GREY HOUND, EXCHANGE POLICY IS, IF YOU HAVE TO CHANGE THE DATE, AND YOU ARE GOING TO THE SAME DEISTINATION AND EXACT BUS SCHEDULE, AND YOU EXCHANGED IT BEFORE THAT DATE, WHICH, I TRIED TO RECTIFY, THE MESS UP, AS EARLY AS SEPTEMBER 17, 2016, SEE BLOG ON THAT DATE, TELL THE FULL STORY, DOCUMENT EVERYTHING, YOU WILL SEE THE ATTEMPT BEFORE THE DATE, ALSO, TRIED ONCE MORE TO FIX IT IN SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, ON THE DATE OF OCTOBER 3, 2016. YOU SAID NO TICKET, NO CONFIRMATION NUMBER, WHICH, I HAVE, #99685886, THAT YOU DON'T HAVE IN YOUR SYSTEM, SO YOUR FUCKING FAULT, NOT MINE, NOR DID I GET AN EMAIL CONFIRMING THAT SCHEDULE, ACTING AS AN E-TICKET, AGAIN YOU AGENT'S PROBLEM, LEAVING YOU UNJUSTLY ENRICHED, AND ME, OUT $100, FRUSTRATED, HAVING SPENT LITERALLY HOURS ON THE PHONE, TRYING TO SIMPLY, HAVE YOU CONTACT, WALMART MONEY CARD, VERIFY, VALIDATE, CERTIFY, THAT, YES, ON THAT DATE, THE $96.50 WAS WITHDRAWN, HELD OR NOT, GONE, THEREFORE, YOU OWE ME A TICKET! VERY EASY, AND YOU ONLY HAVE TO DO HALF THE TRIP, BECAUSE, I AM STARTING IN SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, NOT ST. GEORGE, AND YOU ONLY NEED GO TO MISSOULA, RATHER THAN KALISPELL, BUT, IF POLICY STATES THAT, I HAVE TO GO THE SAME ROUTE, THEN, I DID, I WENT, FREE, TO SALT LAKE, OR AT LEAST I HAD A TICKET, FIND IT OR NOT, AND WITHOUT A TICKET AGENT, NOR ONLINE SERVICES, LEADING TO THE PROBLEM IN THE FIRST PLACE, MAKING THE ORDER OVER THE PHONE WITH "YOUR" AGENT, IT STILL BOILS DOWN, TO FROM A TO Z, YOUR FAULT! BUT I AM PAYING FOR THIS INCONVENIENCE! LIKE LAST TIME, I THEN CHANGED, MY DESTINATION, TO SEATTLE, PURCHASING AN ENTIRE, SEPARATE, BUT MORE EXPENSIVE TICKET TO SEATTLE, ON OCTOBER 3, 2016, PROVING THAT I WAS WELL ON MY WAY, ON THE TICKET I BOUGHT, 9/9/2016. YOU FUCKED UP! PAY UP! THE TICKET IS WORTH, MORE THAN THE MONEY OR REFUND, BECAUSE TO REPURCHASE THAT SAME TICKET ON THE DATE OF DEPARTURE, WOULD COST ME, PROBABLY, SOMEWHERE AROUND, $150 TO $200 GIVEN THE CHRISTMAS TRAFFIC AND NOT BUYING IN ADVANCE! NOW, GOOD CUSTOMER SERVICE, WOULD TAKE THE STATEMENT, GIVE ME A CASE, REFERENCE NUMBER, AND SOLVE THE PROBLEM THAT WOULD ONLY TAKE, 10 MINUTES, TOPS! NO, I HAVE HAD TO TALK TO AT LEAST 20 DIFFERENT AGENTS, WHO TAKE MY STORY, DOWN, NAME, ADDRESS, PHONE, ETC., AND, AFTER ALL THAT, BUMP ME TO ANOTHER SECTION OF THE CUSTOMER SERVICE, TO DO THE SAME THING ALL OVER AGAIN, AND THEN, THE FINAL, PASS THE BUCK, IS WE WILL SEND THIS TO A TEAM, AND THEY WILL DO MORE RESEARCH? WHAT, ONE PHONE CALL IS ALL! TWO OF YOUR SALT LAKE TICKET TAKERS, HAVE ALREADY CONFIRMED THE TRANSACTION, AND PAYMENT, SO? OH, NO WE NEED, A FAX--WELL, WALMART DOESN'T USE THAT ARCHAIC TECHNOLOGY, NOW DAYS, IT'S HEADQUARTERS TO, THAT IS WHY I GAVE YOU THEIR FAX NUMBER AS REQUESTED! NOW, THE "REASONABLE MAN" OR WOMAN, AT SOME POINT, IS GOING TO EVENTUALLY, GET PISSED AND LOSE THEIR COOL, AS I DID, CALLING GREY HOUND, IN ONE LAST DITCH ATTEMPT, TO FIX THIS VERY SIMPLE, EASY TO PROVE PROBLEM AND GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF DODGE! SO, I START, EXHAUSTED BEING ASKED THE SAME STUPID QUESTIONS THAT HAVE BEEN LOGGED IN, FOR A WEEK, SO, I GET ON, GIVE THEM THE REFERENCE #272673, AND EXPECT TO BE DIRECTED TO THE CUSTOMER SERVICE REP, WHO CAN BEST SERVE ME . . . NO, I HAVE TO GIVE MY NAME? WHY, ALL THIS INFORMATION IS IN YOUR FILE UNDER THIS REFERENCE NUMBER? WE NEED IT AGAIN, OKAY, GETTING MORE AND MORE PISSED. AFTER THAT, THEY BUMP ME TO ANOTHER AGENT! WHO THE FUCK WERE YOU? SO, SOME GUY GETS ON, I TRY TO SIMPLIFY EVERYTHING FOR HIM, WITH BLOOD BOILING, WITH THE STUPIDITY, I TOLD YOU, I DON'T DO STUPID WELL, AND I HAVE BEEN PATIENT WITH "STUPIDS" ALL WEEK, AND THE GUY, STARTS FROM STEP ONE AGAIN . . . CAN YOU GIVE ME YOUR NAME? RESIST THE URGE, TO BLOW, SKY HIGH! LOOK IN THE FILE UNDER MY FILE, AND REFERENCE NUMBER. NO, MAM, I NEED YOUR NAME. i SOME UNGLUED, THE "REASONABLE PERSON'S" RESPONSE TO PURE, UNADULTERATED, INCOMPETENCY, AND COMPLETE, JACK ASSIN' ME AROUND! THIS IS A GOVERNMENT STOOGE, OP, AND THEY ARE EITHER SEEING IF IT IS REALLY ME, NOT SURE, UNTIL, I BLOW A GASKET, SO THEY KNOW FOR SURE IT IS ME, MY NORMAL REACTION TO STUPID, BUT, I HAVE BEEN A CLASS ACT, ALL WEEK, CALMLY AND COOLEY, ANSWERING ALL THEIR LAME ASS, SAME QUESTIONS, BUT THIS IS IT! THE MAN WARNS ME THAT MY ABUSIVE LANGUAGE, LIKE A, YOU GO THROUGH THIS, 20 TIMES, WITH FUCKING NO RESOLUTION, AND SEE WHAT YOU DO . . . BLOW UP A GREY HOUND BUS, MAYBE, GO POSTAL, MAYBE, GET RADICALIZED REAL FAST, MAYBE! LOL! GOOD GOD, I AM NOT A ROBOT, THEY MAY HAVE BEEN BOUGHT TO FUCK THIS UP, AND MAKE IT LOOK, LIKE SOMEONE ELSE, NOT ME IS THE TRAVELLER, BY CROSSING WIRES, AND FUCKING WITH, TELEPHONES, MY NUMBER IS 1.406.607.0072, BUT THE NUMBER IN MY VOICEMAIL TEXT BOX IS--1406.927.1001, THAT IS LIKELY THE NUMBER, THAT IS BEING TRANSLATED, AS MINE, SO THAT, WHEN, I WRITE ABOUT, VISITING WITH MY, BABY'S GONNA ROCK, SON, ELLIOT, THAT SHELLEY WANTS TO CLAIM, OR KAY, OR RACHEL, AND THEIR SHIT HEAD, LOSER, OLD BOYFRIEND, HUSBAND, MOTHERFUCKERS OF MINE, NEED TO KEEP, MY BLOG, CONNECTED TO MY SON; THEREFORE, THEY HAVE TO MAKE IT LOOK, LIKE ONE OF THE GIRLZ, ARE TRAVELLING AND STUCK, IN SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, NOT ME! WRONG, ASSHOLES, I AM SITTING RIGHT IN MCDONALD'S, AT THE CITY CREEK MALL, DOWNTOWN, WITH COPS, COMING ON THE TRAX, ELECTRIC UTA TRAIN, AND WAITING WHERE I WOULD GET OFF . . . THE MORMON MILITIA RIDES AGAIN! I THINK THE RUSSIAN, LOOKING DUDE AT THE BUS STATION, WHOM, REFUSED TO TALK TO WALMART, KNOWING DAMNED WELL, I HAVE A TICKET, AND IN ON THE GIG, TOLD ME, THE CUSTOMER, THE OTHER MORNING, WHEN I INSISTED, HE GET ME A TICKET, STILL HERE FOLKS, TOLD ME, I HAD ONE HOUR TO GET THIS RESOLVED THEM I HAD TO LEAVE? WHAT THE FUCK I UP WITH THAT SHIT? PROOF, AND AFTER THAT, I SAW HIM, GO OUT WHERE THE BUSES PICK UP, AND TALK TO SOMEONE . . . THERE HAVE BEEN 3 TO 5 COPS VECHICLES, SURROUNDING THE STATION, NO PROBLEMS, NO FIGHTS, NOTHING, SO WHY SO HEAVY HANDED, BUT, I TOOK A LITTLE "BLUE LINE" FREE TRAIN RIDE, BECAUSE, JUST LIKE CHRIST, WHEN THE SANDHEDRIN WAS GOING AFTER HIM, HE COULD READ THEIR THOUGHTS, AND HE LEFT, JUST LIKE I DID, AND AGAIN, LAST NIGHT, SOME TICKET TAKER, KEPT WALKING IN AN OUT OF THE LOBBY, SMALL, HISPANIC DUDE, AND SOON AFTER THAT, I SAW, AT LEAST 3 COPS CARS, AND LIGHTS FLASHING OUTSIDE . . . RUSSIAN ASSHOLE WAS BACK THIS MORNING, NOT TO DO THE WORK OF HIS EMPLOYER, BUT TO FUCK ME OVER, SO, I TOOK A LITTLE RIDE, AROUND TOWN AGAIN, BUT WITH COPS, APPEARING TO BE, LOOKING FOR SOMEONE, PROBABLY ME, IF THAT IS CONSISTENT WITH THE LAST, 4 TO 6 YEARS! HAVE I DON'T ANYTHING WRONG? BE THE JURY . . . I AM OUT ALMOST $100 AND THEY ARE ENRICHED BY THE EXACT AMOUNT, AND I HAVE NO TICKET, YET! ARE THEY HOPING I GO INSANE? MOVE ACROSS THE STREET TO THE SALT LAKE RESCUE MISSION? BUY ANOTHER TICKET, LIKE I DID, LAST TIME? WHICH COST ME AN ADDITIONAL, $202, ON A FIXED INCOME, NOT COOL, NOR A JOKE AT THIS TIME OF YEAR, HUNDREDS OF MILES FROM SAFETY! THANK, HEAVENS, FOR LOVER BOY! LOL! YEAH, SWEETHEART, I WILL TAKE YOU UP ON THE TICKET AND THE LOVE, BY THE FIRE OR WHEREVER! I DIG ON MEN, WHO DIG REAL GIRLS, WTIH REAL BODIES, AND DON'T WANT, STICK FIGURE, SILICONE BARBIES . . . I DON'T WANT TO JUST SIT AND LOOK PRETTY! LOL! ALL MY LOVES AND KISSES!

Hot, Bothered, and Sleepless in Salt Lake!  But, It is Always Sunny in Philadelphia!  The Monster Storm, and Three Dimensional Busty, News Anchor Episode!

Abnormal, blog, activity, NSA, hackers, bitches, bastards, just tried to steal this blog . . . if you can't do it, steal it!  That is the way, they roll, and the way their bank, rolls, Cinderella, works, dresses up, and as she comes down the stairs to go to the Prince's Ball, her evil, sisters, sister wives, attorneys, rip, grab, tear, mangle, mess, and destroy, whatever Cinderella makes, writes, promotes, loves, and cherishes, like the priceless, few days, I got to spend with Elliot and Lauren, well worth the pain in the ass, this bus ticket, stay has been.  One of the fun, things Elliot, did, was introduce me to shows he enjoys, and that, he thought, I might too . . . Idiocracy was perfect, for the electoral college vote on Monday, and we ARE there folks with a Trump, counterpuncher, in the highest office of the land, no better than, some pro wrestler, who has had his brains pounded a few too many times!  The other, was an older, citcom, called, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia!  LOL!  We watched a few, half hour episodes and laughed, and laughed.  The one that was, the most entertaining and spot, right, on point, was, the one about the monster storm to hit the area.  There are three guys, and one girl, a sister of one of the dudes, and Danny DeVito, is the brother and sister's, step-dad, but in this one, the three guys are glued to the TV, looking at the very busty, pretty, blonde news reporter, who is bubbling out of her purple, tight, shirt, and all the guys are talking about getting a big screen TV, with 3D capabilities, so they can see this chicks, breasts, as if they were real, right in their bar.  The only female, is totally, disgusted, and she is thin, and very normal, bust wise, and she is frantically, getting ready for the storm, yellow raincoat and all, boarding up the windows, bracing for what is called the "Storm of the Century."

Next you see two of the guys, at something like Costco, a big box store, one guy is getting prepared for the storm, and the other guy is, looking for hot chicks to invite, to go down into the bunker under the bar, and have a party, with the promise of sex.  The guy finds, two, very attractive women, and they invite them to be safe, down, in the bunker, but the girls ask if they can bring their boyfriends?  LOL!  the one pushing the party, sex orge is pissed, and sends them on their way.  The, other guy is still, having fun, buying everything to survive the storm, and really, doesn't want to be bothered, with the chick thing, he is just the happy camper, something different, fun, and to survive.  The other dude, however, draws up a contract, for the girls he is going to invite.  They can't have a boyfriend, and if they come to the bunker, for the party, they have to promise to like the guys penises, even if they don't and want them, or at least, pretend they do!  The more practical of the too, is just going along, to not fight!  All the sudden, Ms, Perfect, Over-Sized, Breasts, comes in the box store and both guys are spell bound, and dumbstruck, by these tits, and they can't talk, so the one, goes from a contract wielding, egomaniac, totally confident with women, to a bumbling idiot that can't remember his own, name, he leaves for a second, and comes back all tongue tied and dressed up, more professionally, and he tries to give her the contract!  LOL!  In the mean time, the storm is down, graded, to a dribble, and the news anchor, is pissed, loses her day in the limelight, and pushes the guy out of the way, and leaves!  LOL!

In Idiocracy, that has a similar, stance and theme, the women, are merely there for sex, and they are judged, criticized, and even punished, for not putting out!  Sounds, so familiar!  COPS!  Every bank, or ATM, has nasty women, draping all over the GENTLEMAN"S BANK, or whatever.  The entire focus of society, is sex, entertainment, boobs and balls . . . WE ARE HERE FOLKS!  Just take a look, at Trump?  Rating women, soley, on their, body, or their looks, even the crowds of people, or the candidates, male and female, but in particularly, Carli Fiorini . . . who could vote for that face!  But, the dumbed down, America, is nothing but, hormones on steroids, and entertainment!  I saw a book title, at the Salt Lake Library, check, Internet connection, this morning too, validate, but lately have had, this thing, say, like invalid IP?  NO, same one.  But, if you think, we are far from both these, artistic portrayals of current society, shallow, hollow, image oriented, and down, right, getting more and more, dumb and stupid, to vote in Trump, over Hillary, is proof, even after we, learn of all his, conflicts of interest, his choices, for a cabinet, betrayal of the white, angry male, who got fucked by these Wall Street types, before, are you still cheering?  But, Trump is the epitome of just, the types of mentality, that Hollywood, is trying to make a statement, I would hope against.  My son's friends, all, have watched this show, and have known about it for years, 10 years old, and as the election results rolled in, and again, the electoral college, allegedly still supporting this shallow man-child, they are all facebooking, tweeting, and saying, you didn't think it could happen?  WE HAVE ARRIVED!

PUSH BACK WOMEN, YOU ARE BEING OBJECTIFIED!

We wonder, in society, how, a man, could rape and beat his own, wife, the mother of his children, or a man, rape a baby, pick up a female hitch-hiker, brutally, rape, torture, and murder, some beautiful, high school student, with all the promise in the world, wrecking and devastating, families, parents, and some even going further to, snuff films, porn, human body and sex trafficking!  When you, women, vote for a man, like Trump and his ilk, you are only, perpetuating the myth, that, women are created for one thing, and one thing alone, and that is to satisfy, a man's, sex drive, when, where, and how, he, not you, wants, and if you don't, you are toast, as I was, in a profession, that is still considered, even thought females, populate, 51+% of our law school student bodies, and take, Hillary, pushed around by, several, boyz clubs, even to the tops of the rank and file of women, and still, some lame ass man, is seen as better, more qualitied, worth more pay?  We saw this with, Trump's selection of Ryan Zinke, a complete, numbskull, to me, a one term, now into his second term, who was chosen, as Secretary of the Interior, over a 6 term, female Senator, very qualified and a beautiful woman, sharp to boot, making the statement, that no matter how high, how qualified, a woman gets, the boyz, clubs can still take her down!

I loved the statement, that, Bill Clinton said the other day when interviewed, on the news, he said, she could beat, this or that, and she did fine with this entity attacking her, but, ALL OF THEM TOGETHER, damn right, they had the power to throw the election, to Trump, whom, I in my heart of hearts, still don't believe won, without cheating.  Last night, I was watching some older episodes of the Young Turks, or reading something, and a week or two before, the electoral college vote, there were allegedly, 20, and some said, closer to 30 electoral college voters, who were going to jump ship and vote with Clinton, and just like the elections, all moving in Hillary's favor, then, election eve, all reverses and Trump wins?  Patterns of criminal behavior, RICO, I firmly believe, that, with Clinton winning the popular vote, by almost a margin, akin to Obama, with almost 3 million votes, more than Trump, and with Obama or Mitt winning states, with 20 votes or under, there had to be, some states flip, or with Clinton all the way along.  They say, that if, a criminal finds a pattern that works, they continue to use it, until, they either get caught, or they are in fear of being caught!  I believe this is what happened, all the reporters, all the statisticians, all the election projections were not wrong, but the election, got rigged, somehow, maybe, the recount in the three states, finding little error, was a red-herring, to keep people from seeing what was really happening?  These were swing states, but were there other states, that were margin calls, that really went for Clinton?  And then, just like in the general election with all the movement to get rid of Trump, the SWORN DUTY, of the ELECTORAL COLLEGE, to pick the best suited and qualified for the job? they doggedly support Trump?

WHY DIDN'T WE WAIT FOR THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE VOTE, IN THE GENERAL ELECTION, AND CALLING THE PRESIDENT, THEY ARE NOT SWORN IN UNTIL, JANUARY ANYWAY . . . AND NOW, PEOPLE, ARE RUNNING OVER THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE, AS IF THEY KNOW HOW ALL OF THEM VOTED, AGAIN . . . WITH THE AP, CALLING THE VOTE, RATHER THAN, THE UNITED STATES, VICE PRESIDENT AND A JOINT SESSION OF CONGRESS?  STAGING THAT BULL SHIT, LEGISLATIVE SHOW, THAT WAS SUPPOSE TO BE THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE MEETING, IS NOT EVEN CLOSE TO THE WAY, THEY VOTED, BUT, DON'T, FACT CHECK THE PRESS, WHO IS HAVING A HAYDAY WITH TRUMP, ENTERTAINMENT, OVER HARD CORE POLICY . . . IF TRUMP IS THE MAN, THEN, WHY NOT LET THE PROCESS PLAY OUT, AS IT CONSTITUTIONALLY SHOULD AND IS REQUIRED BY LAW!

DON'T BE SOLD DOWN THE RIVER, BY SOME STICK FIGURE, SILICONE BARBIE, NOR THINK, GIRLS, YOU NEED TO JUST SIT AND FEEL PRETTY, OR YOU ARE ONLY HERE FOR THE SEXUAL GRATIFICATION OF MEN, BE SMART, BE TOUGH, BE COOL, BE POWERFUL, BE STRONG . . . I LOVE THE NEW SONGS, BY BOTH MALE AND FEMALE ARTISTS, ABOUT BEING FAITHFUL TO YOUR GIRL, OR NOT JUST BEING THERE TO LOOK GOOD, AS EYE CANDY, BUT BEING FIREWORKS, SUPERSTARS, WHATEVER SIZE YOU ARE, WALKING PROUD, TALKING PROUD AND ACHIEVEING!  HILLARY CLINTON, MODELED THIS BEHAVIOR FROM THE SECOND SHE SHOWED UP ON THE POLITICAL SCENE AND SHE HAS BEEN ATTACKED SINCE THEN TOO . . . AND SO WAS I!  WE WANT REAL MEN, WITH REAL, HEARTS, WITH REAL GIRLS, WITH REAL, LIVES!  HOT AND SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE!  SMILE, A REAL GUY!

AND THE POWER OF COSTUME. GULP. EDUCATE. AGITATE. ORGANIZE! LIFE. LOVE. AND A HIJACKING! SOMETHING TO FOOD ABOUT! THE BOY WHO HARNESSED THE WIND. FORENSIC FILES: "GRAVE DANGER" A STORY ABOUT A COUPLE WHO STAGED THE HUSBAND'S DEATH, FOR SEVERAL REASONS: (1) HE HAD BEEN CONVICTED OF MOLESTING HIS COUSIN'S CHILD, AND HE WAS LOOKING AT 30 DAYS IN JAIL, AND 10 YEARS PROBATION, PLUS BEING PUT ON THE SEX REGISTER; (2) A VERY SIZEABLE INSURANCE POLICY FOR HIS WIFE; AND (3) A NEW START DOWN IN MEXICO WITH A BOAT LOAD OF MONEY. THE PROSECUTOR AND THE INVESTIGATORS ON THE CASE, WERE SHOCKED AT THE CRUELTY, CALLOUSNESS, AND CRIMINAL MINDS INVOLVED, IN THIS SCHEME, THAT THE COUPLE SAID THEY WATCHED "TRUE CRIME" SHOWS, LIKE CSI AND PROBABLY FORENSIC FILES, TO COME UP WITH THE ELEBORATE SCHEME, THAT BROUGHT THE YOUNG WIDOW OF TWO SMALL CHILDREN, TONS OF SYMPATHY AND MONEY, WHILE THE TOWNS FOLKS, BATHED THE FAMILY IN MONEY, FOOD AND SERVICES, ALL THE WHILE, THE HUSBAND, WAS MASQUARADING, AS HIS WIFE'S NEW BOYFRIEND, EVEN TELLING THEIR OWN, KIDS, THAT DADDY DIED IN AN AUTOMOBILE ACCIDENT, AND WAS BURNED TO DEATH . . . WHEN IN REALITY, THE COUPLE, DUG UP AN 81 YEAR OLD WOMAN'S BURIED AND INTERNED BODY, AND PLACED IT IN THEIR FAMILY CAR, PUSHED IT DOWN A STEEP HILL, THEN SETTING THE CAR, A BLAZE, MAKING IT LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT, RUNNING OFF THE ROAD, GOING AROUND A SHARP CORNER. THE COPS PUT SURVEILLANCE OUT ON THE COUPLE, AND SYMPATHY, STOPPED FOR THE TOWN PEOPLE, WHEN MOMMY, GOT A BOYFRIEND SO FAST AFTER HER HUBBY ALLEGEDLY DIED; HOWEVER, THE COPS, PUT A TAIL ON THE NEW COUPLE AND FOUND THAT THE BOYFRIEND, LOOKED JUST LIKE THE HUSBAND, WHO WAS ALLEGEDLY DIED! SURE ENOUGH, THE OLD HUSBAND, TO AVOID ALL HIS CHARGES, PROBATION, AND FINANCIAL WOES, JUST VERY SIMPLY DYED HIS HAIR, AND WORE SOME DIFFERENT LOOKING CLOTHES, THAT, WERE JUST A CHANGE FROM HIS FORMER LIFE! EVENTUALLY, THE PROSECUTOR AND COPS, FOUND, THAT THE WIFE, WAS NOT AT ALL INNOCENT, EVEN ACTED IN CONCERT WITH THE HUSBAND, LOOKING UP MEANS OF STAGING AN ACCIDENT, BURNING, ACCELERANTS, AND HOW THEY ACTED, DOING THIS OR THAT. ONE OF THE MAIN, KEYS TO THE DISCOVERY, WAS THAT WHAT WAS LEFT OF THE OLD LADY'S REMAINS, WAS ENOUGH TO GET A DNA SAMPLE, AND THEY FOUND THAT IT DID NOT MATCH THAT OF THE CON HUSBAND! IN ADDITION TO THAT, THE ARSONIST, SPECIALIST, ALSO FOUND THAT, IN REAL FIRES, STARTED AS A RESULT OF AN ACCIDENT, THERE ARE BODILY FLUIDS, LEFT, ON THE SEAT AND OTHER AREAS OF THE CAR . . . THIS ONE HAD NONE, THEREFORE, IT WAS SURMISED THAT THE WOMAN WAS PLACED IN THE CAR, AND PUSHED DOWN THE HILL! UPON INSPECTION OF THE CEMETERY, THEY FOUND, THIS PARTICULAR GRAVE UPSET, AND LOOKED LIKE IT HAD BEEN TAMPERED WITH! OH, AND A KEY ELEMENT OF THE CASE, AND ANOTHER VALIDATION THAT THE COPS WERE ON THE RIGHT TRAIL, WAS THAT, THE SISTER, OF THE WIFE, CAME OVER, AND SHE WALKED IN THE COUPLE'S BEDROOM, AND NOTICED A MAN, LAYING IN THE CLOSET, ON THE FLOOR, SHE WAS ALARMED AND TOLD THE WIFE, BUT, THE HUSBAND, HEARD THE CONVERSATION, AND HE DITCHED OUT UNDER THE BED! SO, AS WAS EXPECTED, THE PAIR WERE CONVICTED, AND SENTENCED TO YEARS AND YEARS IN PRISON, AND THE HUSBAND WHO WAS GIVEN A LIGHT SENTENCE FOR MOLESTING THE COUSIN, NOW, NOT ONLY HAD TO SERVE, 30 DAYS IN JAIL, BUT, HIS PROBATION OF 10 YEARS WAS COMMUTED TO 10 YEARS IN PRISON! SO, THERE ARE MANY LESSONS TO LEARN FROM THIS CASE, THAT SOMEWHAT, CLOSELY, ALIGNS WITH, SHELLEY, AKA, JOANN OR JOAN, AND FRANK, AKA, ALLAN! A WIG, SIMILAR CLOTHING, AS IN RACHEL, WHEN I SAW HER, OR LIVING IN THE SAME HOUSE, TAKING OUT, UTILITIES, NEARBY, IN A RENTAL, AND THEN, BEING SEEN AS IF, YOU ARE THE LADY OF THE HOUSE, OR THE MAN OF THE HOUSE, BRING, IN NEIGHBORS AND COPS, TO SUBSTANTIATE THE LIES . . . NOT VERY KOOL! LAW ENFORCEMENT! WHY DO ALL THE COPS IN THE "TRUE CRIME" SHOWS, SEEM TO DO THEIR JOBS, SO WELL? AND ALL THE ONES ON MY CASE, DO IT SO SHITTY? I CAN'T FIGURE THAT ONE OUT? I JUST SAW THE TRAILER, OR PREVIEWS FOR AN EPISODE OF A MAN, BEING KILLED UP IN ALASKA, WHO WAS FOUND ON A ROAD, DEAD . . . NOT THE HANDY WORK OF A GRIZZLY! BUT, AS IN MY CASE, TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO, THE "REAL" ALLAN REX BESS, THE EVIDENCE ROLLED OUT, ONE THING AT A TIME, AS IF, IT WAS COMING FROM, THE DEAD MAN, HIMSELF, OR HIS MOTHER OR FATHER, IN THIS STRANGE, ALMOST, METHODICAL, WAY, THAT AS I TALKED AND MUSED OVER THE CASE, THE EVIDENCE THAT I NEEDED TO PROVE THAT, PARTICULAR THING, SEEMED TO COME RIGHT INTO MY HANDS, EITHER FROM SOMEONE WHO KNEW ALLAN, OR FROM SOME SIGN, OR FROM, OVERALLS OR COVERALLS, LAYING IN PLAIN SIGHT IN THE HALLWAY, UPSTAIRS THAT I NEVER SAW, THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS LIVING IN THE HOME, AT 291 NORTH 100 EAST, PAROWAN, UTAH . . . I FELL IN LOVE WITH A DEAD MAN! I WAS BAPTIZED, IN THE HISTORY, MEMORIES, LIVES, AND HOME OF THE BESS FAMILY, A REAL, ALL AMERICAN FAMILY, THAT HAS HAD, MORE THAN ITS, SHARE OF TRAGEDY! LET JUSTICE BE DONE! ROLLING OUT THE EVIDENCE, IS I RECALL, IT COMING!

If Your Not, Allan, Where is Allan?

Fucking CATS! Someone, NSA, or hackers, just made this page disappear, so, they stole this title and tried to stop this title in the body of the blog!  TYPICAL!  Cops protecting COPS!  Shit, don't worry about the VICTIMS, shit heads, GOD!  I man is murdered, in  his own home, and you protect his killers, Shelley and Frank?  FUCK!  Okay, they ought to learn that it is always, worse, stealing my shit, because, then, I am pissed as hell!  You would think, that I should be free, to write, to solve a fucking MURDER!  I am continually, shocked, dismayed, saddened, and down right, sick, and what passes for law enforcement, now days!  FUCK?  About, two weeks into my marriage, and like I said, I didn't marry for sex, nor had I slept with the "real" Allan, Shelley did that, to put a bullet in  his head, DNA on the mattress!  I told, new police chief, whatever the fuck his name is?  LAW ENFORCMENT!  What, I told him and Iron County, Sheriffs, plus his Adult Probation and Parole?  NOTHING?  I can see that you would hate me, but, turning a blind fucking eye, to a murder, is beyond believable, like me or not!  That is how this whole thing, happened, Frank, and Shelley, knew the cops, prosecutors and judges, all put  their fucking personal feelings about me, due to the law suit, that so, DEARLY DESERVED, as if this case, doesn't prove exactly what I am talking about!  So, within the first two weeks, I started to have suspicions, consciously, while, having them, immediately, upon seeing FRANK!  But, I have never been around a cancer patient, so what did I know?  I was in a state of total, chaos, and this was purposefully created, specifically, to fuck up my, at the time $357 million lawsuit, against the state of Utah, governor, attorney general, Department of Commerce, Division of Securities, and about, 3 attorneys, and 5 or 6 cop investigators!

THE CROSS ON THE SIDE OF THE FREEWAY, EMMA ON THE LICENSE PLATE, AND A PACKAGE WITH REX BESS'S NAME ON IT!

As, my suspicions were mounting, paying attention to the details of what, this man, whom I was pretty sure, was NOT Allan, but, still, innocent, until proven guilty, but, I started noting, mentally, that one Allan, my client, was in I-Corp Marines, never seeing battle, but in intelligence, reading all the intelligence reports on the real body count, in Vietnam, fighting with his generals, feeling like each time he got an encrypted message, he was sending his fellow soldiers to their death, and he said he was not trained to be a killing machine, to sit behind a typewriter, and decode, messages.  The other alleged, Allan, kept, saying, he was a platoon leader, and he took, 82 men, into battle, but only 53 came back, the ones who followed what he told them to do, so drastically, different, if true on this fraud's end of things.  I bought, a CD on the Vietnam War, so that I could better understand what, Allan had been through, or the troops, had started to read his Marine training manual, and whatever, after listening, and trying to be, the good wife, for once!  LOL!  But, I noticed that the fake Allan, was watching that, CD over and over again, like he was trying to memorize, each line, or the facts of the reality of the war, to use it to impress me, or to try to convince me that he, really was a vet?  Although, there were pictures of the young Allan Bess, one of him getting his stripes, by two generals, and him with a blank stare, like what the hell did I get myself into.  Another one of him, in some drinking contest, taking each, can of beer, and stacking it nicely and orderly, much, like the Marine clean of the basement, before the imposters came in the ransack, rob, and steal the Bess family fortune!  But, the other, Allan, or Frank, was a Marine too, or so it seemed, he gave me a picture, but, while both were handsome, the real Allan, was bigger, better built, and had, a wider, gap between his eyes, than Frank!

I always, loved the song, by Lady Antebellum, You'll Always Be 18 and Beautiful, and Dancing Away with My Heart!  It is interesting, that the two pictures of the "real" Allan, I kept on the dashboard of my truck, and the picture of Frank, I never took to . . . probably, a gut feeling!  They both liked cats, Allan, was most worried after getting out of jail, for the year, that I get his cat back, he never mentioned or wanted a dog.  Allan had a dog, that got Porvo, or dog cancer, and Allan had been on probation for smoking weed or something, back I the 60's when he got home from Vietnam, so he got caught and sentenced, he requested to go to prison over jail, because they could smoke in prison, but not in jail, and he had to go for a year.  But, on the last day of Allan's probation, his bad ass cousin, who always got him in trouble, had a reputation, so, just hanging with this dude was bad news, and probably the reason that cops thought that Allan was such a bad guy, is his cousin, a real bad ass, punched his fist through a cop car front window and pulled, the cop out by the throat!  Yeah, that would probably do it!  But, on the last day of Allan's probation, cousin, suggested he take his dog and go up in the hills and shoot the poor mutt and put him out of his misery.  Allan, did, and some sheriff heard the gun shot, and got Allan, on the last day of his probation, for having a firearm in violation of his probation!  I am guessing that cousin had some charges, and the cops set Allan up, and the cousin, got his charges dropped!  Allan thought this particular cop, had a crush on his sister, very pretty, blonde hair, blue eyed, Lena, he cherished and loved . . . Allan was pesky brother who probably told her to ditch the cop!  One hated cops, and the other called them, on me, every time, I said, I didn't love him!  LOL!  And they would come!  LOL!

THE CROSS

I had a client, who, was driving down, I-15, to Las Vegas, and he was side-swiped by a paint truck, and started to go into the meridian, with his anniversary, issued, Cadillac Eldorado, and as he tried to correct himself, his 13 year old son, awoke and grabbed the steering wheel, and over corrected, and rolled the car, sending, the boy, out the window, not wearing his seat belt, and being thrown, like a hundred yards, to his death.  Brandon and his ex-wife, had, put a picture and cross up on the side of the road, between, Cedar City and St. George, so, when, I was driving down to court in St. George and had time to think, just coming to the realization that this was, not Allan, but still, wondering if he was in Cancun, or in Vegas, like Curits Baum, told me, he might go, to be able to freely be able to smoke pot.  But, just at the second, I thought of where, Allan, might be, I turned my head to the side of the freeway, not really even sure where the accident marker of my other client, was, to look directly at the white cross, with the kid's picture on it!  And, right then, the thought, came that he was dead!  I still kind of didn't believe it, not putting all the puzzle pieces together yet, but, as if to confirm, my revelation and discovery, God Intel, style, a car, black, older, Lincoln, Continental, like movie star, Matthew McConneghey, drove in my favorite, all time, lawyer movie, Lincoln Lawyer, that I purchased at the time, I moved in the Bess home, and had been watching it, at that particular time, with Frank up at the cabin, drove by, with, license plate, that had, Allan's mother's name on it, EMMA, as if, the psychic powers of the universe were saying, yeah, my son's dead, I didn't think, murder, but use your law degree and license to avenge his death, or see that justice is served! 

I know, I swear a lot, but, I am really, a very spiritual person, and there is a difference between, being spiritual and being religious, which, I am not . . . but, the sudden reality, that Allan was dead, hit  me like a ton of bricks, and seeing this, license plate with his mother's name on it, blew me way, and I started to sob, crying, trying not to, get my make-up, running down my face, before court, but the crying was uncontrollable at this point, but, again, as if to give me a second witness, in this bizarre and strange, way of learning of the death, as I got out of the truck, this large, letter sized, manila envelope, fell out from under the front seat of the driver's side of my truck with the label, Rex Bess, like both mom and dad, were telling me from the grave that something was desperately WRONG!   If the mother's name didn't put me down, the father's name coming out of nowhere, still to this day, don't know how that envelope got in my truck, and I can't remember, Allan giving it to me, I was a complete, basket case, by the time I hit court!  Luckily, it was a small, fast matter, to be handled, nothing big, thank God, I was a wreck that that, sort of started, the mourning process, but, the completely horrible thing was, the mind games, so, knowing one man was dead, this other man was there, who, everyone bought off as Allan!  Scream!  so, while I would be mourning one, the other one would be standing in front of me, delaying the belief and mourning process, confusing, disconcerting, and deceiving me, so, this, process of, going, mentally from one, Allan to Frank, took, months to sink in!

THE APPLICATION FOR VA BENEFITS OR TREATMENT

As I was trying to process all this, in addition to employing half the jail, releases, to clean, paint and do yardwork at the Bess home, while I was doing law, all over the western United States, it was hard, to see, Frank, and try to see, someone else as Allan and visa versa, when my  thoughts were with, Allan, I would be in shock, to see, Frank, and I am sure, that if the two were to stand, side by side, they would not look, anything alike, other than, hair color, and perhaps, a bit of a droopy, face, but, I don't even know about that . . . this double thing is harder than it seems, because you never see the two, next to each other!  But, as I was, trying to think about, Allan's size, and guessing him, based on him standing next to me in court, as I defended him, or he got sentenced, I remembered him, as towering over me, even with jail flip flops, so with biker boots, he really stood tall!  But, this Frank, that I still called, Allan, he was short, skinny, and appeared, somewhat sickly.  I was writing by this time, to Chief, Kent Carpenter, about all the differences, I noticed, but I had not proof.  I guess Allan to be, somewhere between, 230 and 260 lbs.  All the sudden, LeAnn, Bob Beal's girlfriend, can't remember names, the couple that Allan has lent his trailer to, or given them his trailer, the one he was cleaning the day, I was first attracted to him, and that was probably one of the reasons, good guy! 

But, Ms. Beal, came over, and brought me, a copy of something, that, she found, up in a cupboard in the trailer, after, like, 6 months, and I remember how, Marine clean that thing was when Allan gave it to them, so, for something to escape his notice, was rare and shocked her and me, but she found this letter, and I believe it was from the VA to Allan, but it had some of his vital statistics from his application and it put him, 6 feet tall, and weighing about, 230 or so, at that time, and he and complained about gaining weight while he was in jail, high carb food, so he could have been, about 20 pounds over that, when he first got out of jail?  But, Frank, was small, and he would say, you need to not eat much, because, you needed to be light as a CAT, and I thought, CIA, that is how, I got the symbolic connection between cats, that sneak up on you, and what he said about being so, light, that you can sneak up stairs, without anyone hearing you, and take, whatever you need, or plant a bug, or check this or that out in a house . . . oh, by the way, since, I was in Parowan, my proof, of my ID card, being directly linked to, a current, Montana driver's license, is missing!  I guess the CAT came in to protect his lady, Shelley!  So, I had confirmation on that piece of evidence and it was as if God himself, or Allan, or his parents, were dropping evidence of his murder, as I was ready to process and deal with it!

READING GLASSES VS. TRIFOCALS!

I remember, early on, when Allan was first out of jail, he, asked me to read something, and I had forgotten my reading glasses, cheap, dollar reading glasses, so he offered me his, also, cheap, reading glasses!  LOL!  I must have read whatever and placed the glasses, on my shirt, as I do with my own, and forgot about them, until I got into the truck, and being either in a hurry, or just too lazy ass to take them back in the house, I put them, in the glove compartment, but, I didn't remember doing this, but, when, glasses came to be an issue, having been in that, glove compartment, tons of times, looking for this or that, I noticed, the reading glasses, that I think, were buried, but, for some reason, that particular time, unless someone planted them? were they going to frame me for his murder?  But, once after being up at the cabin, early in the morning, I remember, Frank, still Allan to me, having lost his trifocals, and he was like one of the three blind mice, squinting and stumbling around, so pissed off and sick about his glasses!  At that time, I don't think, I thought, of anything, until, I was trying to put it all together for the cops, but, suddenly, out of the blue, evidence, by piece of evidence, that reading glasses, magically appeared, or fell out, or, I had to find something and there were the glasses, I don't ever remember, consciously, taking with me, but glad that I had more evidence of the two different men, like it did me any good!  It was funny asking people in town, if this was the Allan they remember?  I was not 100% sure, but, getting there . . . Dee Richardson, one of Allan's cousins came over one night, and as Frank went upstairs, I asked him, if this was the Allan, he grew up with?

Like the dumb cluck he is, he was all engrossed in  his phone camera, and showing me pictures of this or that, and not even looking at Allan or Frank, and he said, look, JoAnn, he is in Allan's home, and he is wearing Allan's clothes, so he is Allan!  I was like what . . . wearing someone's clothes, or being in their home, doesn't make them YOU!  I was pissed, and right then, Frank came down the stairs with, allegedly, Rex's, a big man, dentures!  He had them in his mouth, making, stupid faces, as I was trying to see if these fit him, as proof of it being Allan or Frank, and, I noticed that the dentures were WAY big for Frank . . . but he said they were, Rex's, Allan's dad, a very big man, so?  But that night, after, Frank put them on the counter, I gathered them into evidence for the cops!  LOL!  Frank was pissed, because, after talking to Tony, I learned that Allan had dentures, and Frank, didn't, that I could see, or remember, but, I was moving up the innocent scale to the GUILTY AS HELL, side of the proof, side of things, and being a murderer! accomplice with Shelley!

I WENT FROM CONSCIOUSLY, BUYING THIS LIE, BUT, SUBCONSCIOUSLY, CALLING ALL MY FRIENDS AND TELLING THEM, THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH ALLAN!  YEAH, HE WAS FRANK! TO, GOING FROM 25%, TO 50% SURE, THEN ONTO, 100% SURE THAT THIS WAS AN IMPOSTER AND HIS KILLER!

I LITERALLY, FELL IN LOVE WITH A DEAD MAN: THE COWBOY, THE MARINE AND THE BIKER!

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P.S., when I caught, the hackers, putting, or blocking all, my title blogspot with the word, "ASS" in is, which means all of them, and wrote about it, now, the new strategy is to go into some of my bigger readerships, like BING, and, put lame ass messages, like this, the one above, that I cut and pasted.  Now, bing gets, huge ass numbers for my blog, like 6 million, hits, as a snap shot, at ANYTIME of the day, and I have been swearing and writing smut, since day one, with bing being a huge ass site for me, and the other 7 or more versions, of the same thing, so to act, like, all the sudden, bing is all virtuous is just a flat out lie, or they would have no readers and hits!  This is just one more, attempt, to do what they, the mob, the Mormons, the Republicans, the MIB, have done all the way along, have  their way, with the shit load of money from this BILLION DOLLAR BLOG!  Because if figured out a way around, their IBOSS SHIT . . . then write your own SHIT BITCH, now, I go into bing, where I noticed, as they must have too, the huge number of hits on that site, like, eni-meani-mini-mo . . . you get, Google, Shelley gets bing, Frank gets, Yahoo, and so and so forth, and JOANN, the blogger extraordinaire, gets jack shit NOTHING!  They have been doing this from, 2 weeks after I started this blog!  Like I said, all for them, NONE FOR THE WRITER, THE ATTORNEY, THE LOBBYIST, THE BLOGGER, THE MUSICIAN, and all for the MOB!  GET YOUR FUCKING CLAWS AND FANGS OUT OF MY BLOG, MY SONS' MUSIC, AND MY DAUGHTERS' BOOKS!  COPS HAVE KNOWN THIS SINCE TWO WEEKS INTO THIS BLOG AND HAVE DONE NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LAW ENFORCEMENT!  AND YOU WONDER WHERE I GET SUCH A BAD ATTITUDE TOWARD THEM, AND WHY THEY WANT ANYONE BUT ME, TO BE ME, ALL UNDER THE UMBRELLA, NAME OR BRAND OF ME!  THEN PRETENDING THAT I DON'T EXIST!  FUCK YOU!

But, as I was going to the restroom, here at the Salt Lake City, Library, in downtown, Utah, the Capitol City, I was walking through the stacks of books, and I see, this adult, holding the hand of a child, a book on dementia, and when, I first, got Pick's Disease, that is one of the signs, like an early onset of dementia, or so they said, but, you are reading the blog, the largest, most read blog in the world, by hundreds of times, with a global presence, so this, poor little frontal lobe impaired sister, just won't work for daughters, son's, or sisters!  LOL!  Would to God you all be a smart as me!  Gig and games, not going to work, then the next book I see, is with Glenn Close, putting her arms around, her sister, and the title of the book, is Two Sisters and Mental Illness!  Who is truly ill?  The sister who is who she is, attorney, blah, blah, blah or the sisters, who, pretend to be this sister? and the men, who pretend they are too? 

PRETTY GOD DAMNED SICK IF YOU ASK ME! AND AS I GO TO PUBLISH, THEY ARE RIGHT THERE FOR THE STEAL!  LOL!
SICK MOTHERFUCKERS, ALL NEED TO BE LOCKED UP, AND TAKE THE FUCKING COPS WITH YOU!
Oh, I was going to make a comment on the Bess home, me as wife . . . doesn't matter, who has the marriage certificate that Frank, tried to give to Shelley and give me the CATWOMAN, which is probably closer to me, than, being with a fake ass fucker like that sack of shit!  But, when I got to Salt Lake, my son, Elliot, said, Mom what are you going to do, since the house is not yours?  It goes like this, son . . . If the courts follow the law, the house is mine!  If they follow, "local rule" something southern Utah Jack Ass Judges, like to do, then, the house will be, Max Alger's, but I will sue him for the $60,000 in improvements I made to the house, plus taxes I paid!  So, like Paul Harvey used to say . . . And for the rest of the story!  LOL!

MAN GETS LIFE FOR HIRING HIT MAN TO KILL HIS WIFE!  FRANK?