My old blog is history

June 23, 2009

It looks as all the content I had put together has vanished into thin air. At first I thought it was something stupid I did after I had a few drinks, but what I saw tonight while trying to get it all back, kinna makes me realize that it’s very possible something haywire when on. A file popped up out of nowhere while I was uploading a fresh version of the program. Believe me I don’t even want to state what I saw, but no doubt my awareness has been triggered a few notches.
Anyhow, good riddens to the old SMF and on with the new.
Boy was that one screwed up program.

I’ll have to chalk it up for experience. The sad thing about it is the feeling I’ve gotten when I lost parts of my book. Those bastards will take it right in front of you just because they like twisting the knife once they have it stuck in you.

And another thing happened to day. It was a cause and effect kinna thing. Not such a good way to play people because it can cost you.  Basically, couple days ago, I saw a California State Patrol baseball cap in the liquor store for only $4.50, so I bought it just to give people something new to talk about. Yeah the folks at the hardware store just couldn’t get over it.

But call it coincidence, like today, out of nowhere a stater pulls me over for wearing no seat belt. I said, “Hell, I’m a dead man, do you even think it matters?”

He said, “we are all going to die sometime,” and claimed not to know anything about me. I said, gee, I guess I should have worn my stater cap.

Like the night I got a flat tire and the local cops stopped to help with their spot lights. (Like I can’t change a tire with the light from the gas station next door.) Having to listen to their engines running wasn’t bad enough, but when they began to back seat drive me, that was more than enough.
Like: the cop asked, “Did put your park brake on?”
I said, “Shit, I’m a dead man, do you think I really give a damn? Hell, I’ll I’ve heard all day is how people are just waiting for me to die, so what the fuck does it matter? You know, I wish you would just leave.

Hell, I had a cop in town call up property owners so I’d have to move my cage to somewhere people can not see it all the time. That way “they” were able to get into my cage and swap out the stuff in my Calcium and Alpha Lipoic Acid capsules. The shit that makes the glands in my neck swell up.

Just when you think you can take stuff to help get ride of the poisons they’ve managed to put in your body, they go and put poisons the that.  America, such a great place.
Like hell if they state patrol or police give a damn about anyone’s safety, heath or well being.
Oh yeah, the state government spent all your money and they want more.

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