Tales From The Neighborhood

I decided not to say "'hood" because I am sick of pretending hiphop racists are anything different than the most obnoxious rednecks. Same damned thing: violence is OK and glorified for no good purpose. Women are viewed psychotically, and anyone not just like them is free game--the enemy.

OK. That wasn't the point. I'm reacting, which is what people putting out news want. Why, I do not know. I know much of it is pure fiction. I believe a lot of people are creating or fabricating various incidents, primarily undocumented, in order to class any dissenter as an enemy of the people. We are experiencing what early stages of many totalitarian regimes experienced. It did not happen over night. Those who blindly thought "my country, right or wrong" and went along with all the baby steps for the last 80 years, or more, can't feign sudden surprise with any sympathy from me. They have been as afraid of freedom as any career politician.

In the mean time, while I wait for people to figure it out, I am living lucky.

The flowers were bright hot pinkish purple in front of my cottage but the picture hardly shows them. This is a pretty place, especially the last couple of days.
The geography of a place is a big deal. Looks like this month's rent will be paid on time, again. Not a bad gig when I look at it objectively. Lots of people have drama out the yazoo. I have to say, my life is not very dramatic. Few conflicts other than the perpetual internal ones. Even those are losing steam.



The hang gliding friend told me of a launch site east of here. He said the road used to only be accessible by four wheel drive vehicles. I think he meant all-terrain military vehicles. My car made it fine, but it is a beloved Subaru. Other cars I've had, for the most part would have had trouble. I was surprised this car had enough clearance. It is a wild several miles of dirt switchbacks. I want to go there on a weekend when people are flying off of there. My friend said he and his wife used to fly from there a lot. They were instrumental in getting the road upgraded to the quality it is today. They must have used mules to get up there in the early days of this site.


These are phone pics and maybe lose a little in detail, but you get the idea. That's what some call "the eight" down there. That's Californian for highway 8 or I-8. People have managed to soar to Yuma from this place.

Oh, and there's a bit of the hood of the tour mobile number 2. Number one met an untimely death last summer. July, I think. You can probably sense from its expression that it is chomping at the bit for a massive road trip.

Forgot about Hugo

RE the last post, which you probably did not read, same as this one:

I forgot the Hugo Chavez take on the Haitian earthquake. He claimed the USA did it through tectonic plate warfare. I vaguely remember that. My mind was refreshed on Coast to Coast with George Noory. George wasn't saying it. Someone just mentioned that Hugo made that claim since they were talking about things like ... I don't know what... something, I'm sure.

Speaking of earthquakes, here's Hugo with Courtney Love. She thinks he's sexy. They met at the premier for some Oliver Stone film.


The amazing thing about celebs and tyrants is that under such a regime, they'd be beggars, unless of course they were among the favored few. It is clear that more than a few in Hollywood and elsewhere find butchers and dictators chic, and that they assume they will always be among the elite, under any circumstances.

Shake Rattle and Roll

Finally, the cabin shook like crazy, and I could confidently chalk it up to seismic activity. Supposed some of the after shocks have been in the 5 range. Normally, I assume it is just my own form of partial seizure when things appear to be shaking. Sometimes, that is the case. Not today.

Fortunately, if anyone is blaming the oil companies, disposable razors, carbon dioxide, George Bush, Nancy Pelosi, or America's tolerance of gays, I haven't heard it. Of course I did hear equally scientific explanations for Haiti's earthquake.

Being the ultra scientific expert that I am, I have found bits of truth in various past causal theories and formed my own learned opinion regarding the underlying causes of this occurrence.

Al Gore has proven beyond a doubt that the earth is running a temperature. Not totally on subject, but that then proves the earth is warm blooded and will die if it gets too hot or cold. Or it could run too high a temperature for too long and suffer brain damage. This may have already happened, but I'll save that scholarly investigation for another time.

Danny Glover, noted seismologist, asserts that global warming caused by activities of humans causes earthquakes. He and Al both believe humans are the cause of things that happen in nature which are inconvenient to man. In science this is known as the "inconvenient causal loop theory".

I have determined that earth is running a temperature but is suffering from a cold. It can be easily proven and you'll find the details in this month's issue of Science Things Only Offered Publicly In December.

So, the short of it is this, man made inconvenience has caused the earth to have a feverish cold which resulted in the earth sneezing and, if you'll forgive the indelicacy, some flatulence also resulted. When the earth poots or sneezes, either volcanoes erupt, tidal waves are generated, and/or earthquakes strike.

There you have it. Humans being human caused the earth to shake. It can be prevented by planting trees, but not all on one side of the place or it will capsize, and by buying yourself down to neutral through approved carbon offset firms. It may help to pour massive amounts of aspirin and chicken soup all over the ground and particularly down volcanic craters, both active and inactive.

Unshakable

So, there I was inside a UHAUL truck, the kind with "Mom's Attic", trying to get a table, or dog house (don't remember) in place. Nothing unusual when you are helping the Waterfront gypsies move things over there about a mile.

When we exited the truck looking for more objects to load, the guy who'd been piddling around with things in the basement room claimed there had been an earthquake, much creaking, rattling and shaking. Yea, sure. Then I returned to the front yard and noticed neighbors out there asking me if I had felt IT. As the wife flirted in that semi-buzzed, afternoon cocktail sort of way, the husband explained that he'd lived here for a hundred years and never felt such a quake.

Later, others reported rattling dishes and things nearly falling off of shelves. M and I noticed nothing. We were doing important work.

This could be a testament to a number of things. It could be proof of our extreme focus when a job is to be done--no time for foolish movements of the earth, who allegedly has a fever. Or it could be we are obliviots, totally unaware of our surroundings and the nature of activity around us. We may be totally unaware of what The Earth tries to tell us in the only way it knows to communicate. Once again, completely environmentally deaf and blind, I mean hearing and sight impaired.

I came all this way expecting to find hippy chicks, earthquakes and beach parties. Finally, an earthquake that got everyone's attention, except M's and mine.

One explanation may be found in what some teachers and others said of me many years ago--that I float through life without my feet ever touching the ground. That would explain not feeling the planet complaining or whining.

Had this been centered in a populated area rather than arid land with few people, there could have been trouble. Would I have noticed? I guess there is no guarantee.

Of all the explanations for not noticing an earthquake, I prefer to think it is just that I am unshakable.

I Try--No Political Thought---Is It Legal?

Real life, lived as you see fit, is much more fun than minding the business of others or considering my impact on the community. I try to remember that so I don't get depressed.

What seems difficult is planning anything involving travel or independent enterprise without considering the penalties in place for minding your own business and simply being alive. The good things become difficult for the start from scratch person who has no desire to work for government. They don't seem content to leave you alone. I'll pretend.

If I think about flying, I consider installing an impressive prothesis to wow the TSA voyeurs. Still up in the air as to whether it should be placed frontally or on the other side. Like it or not, Geo. Bush got that ball rolling out of control, and the new administration is more than happy to feed the momentum. The news couches such stories as "what the government is doing to make you safer when you fly". The dumb smile which seems required for that job adds to the surreal darkness of the issue.

What a mess this place is. I let it happen again--clutter of negligence overwhelms the ability to strategize and enact organization. Mental illness or cognitive glitch? We just can't be sure. All horizontal surfaces, tables, chairs, floors and the like, become shelves of chaotic clutter. Clothes, unopened mail, paper containing both valuable and useless information, form ugly hostile mounds which mock me. If I approach to deal with any particular unit, either the mass spreads out or I can find nowhere else to put the item. Maybe if I take it all out to the deck, then filter and fit into neater places inside the problem can be managed.

The last couple of times this happened, I moved. This time I will respect myself more if I just do battle with it. If it wins and kills me, then I went down fighting. In the mean time, I will attempt diplomatic means of solving this conflict. If I could just show the mess that I mean well, I am sure it will yield to reason and right itself. Well, no, I am not really sure, but maybe it will help if I decide to sue it.

Check out Memphis for my yard sale. The people who live at my old abode are having a yard sale, including things I left behind. I only left them in that garage because I was encouraged to do so. There will be a crate KBA60 amp. It is either 60 or 110 watts. 3 channels with mini eq on each, plus eq on the main. Worked well for a vocal, a plugged in acoustic guitar, and a harmonica. We played a party in Miami several years ago. Maybe 20 years? Holy smoke. Also there is a small Marshall amp. Bargains galore!!! Dishes and other things I forgot about. I must have had more stuff than I could ever imagine. Partly because I thought I'd settle down, straighten out, lose my fear of certain things and situations and live happily ever after. Plan B did not include many possessions.

I wonder what the legalities are for them selling things out of the yard? See? I worry about these things because of the horror stories I've heard. Mind your own biz, have fun, then some robocop comes in a charges you with crimes against the state or no telling what. OK. I'll resist the rebellious rush that these things create in me.

There is no way to do anything but cooperate when you know how, and hide when you don't. City people who work for government or a large company in bed with government, and who don't move much, don't get this mentality. Their official paperwork is pretty well laid out. Their stress is over fashion and how to convince the child factories that little Susie is a genius. And, of course, the Survivor-like scheming necessary to gain power at work. Not everyone has that issue, but it is common even in relatively low paid positions.

Why would there be much worry about trying to plan another epic journey? Artificially high fuel prices, taxes on carbon which could emerge, all that is of concern. And it comes back to this oligarchy messing with life and business in bad ways, while not messing where they ought. One consideration would be to get a high MPG motorcycle and travel light, avoiding the rain. Then you have to go through the hoops to get the motorcycle license. I let it lapse when I could have been grandfathered in with it. Big mistake. I'd rather be more set up for all weather. Who wants to ride in the snow and such? It gets a little slippery on two wheels.

OK. I'm setting a time, and I am going to have this mess whipped. Maybe, like Custer, my last stand. Perhaps I have less possible moral backlash in the long run.

Nothing like the feeling of sun on a bright day warming you up. It is still radically cold--under 60 deg F. But the sun and general ambiance is that of a bright spring day with little furry creatures seeking their demise on the road, birds acting like nutters, green things, with a bright yet deep and wet hue, swelling with a hint of bloom.

Make a note to find an easy way to discern the edible from inedible in the world of wild plants found all over the wilderness. That knowledge has to be useful. You don't want to mess up like that kid in Alaska from Into the Wild fame. I think that was the title. Sean Penn directed the movie and really chintzed it up with Hollywood devices that proved he is not as bright as he pretends. He's a good actor and he has worked like crazy on the expressions, tone and posture which a smart person might use. "I'm not a bright man, but I do play one on TV".

I heard a talk show guy complaining about motorized paragliders. Wow, I thought, that's the gadget for me!! What a cool thing. I want to fly one. Rules? Forget it. I will do it somehow, and in order to avoid depression, I will not look to see if there are rules involved which would dampen the experience. How else is a spiritually and morally advanced person to live?

A Perfect Example of What Makes Authority Scary

Hank Johnson, a name in DC you can trust

This costs us 175K per year plus

I can't get the video embedded. Check it out and discover that thoughtful congressmen worry about relocated Marines to the US territory of Guam because the extra weight might capsize the island, not to mention the environmental concerns, such as coral reefs.

Pure genius in action. Seriously, how could a guy like this ever be a judge, let alone a lawyer and congressman?

Not sure why he was so concerned with square miles. He could state the dimensions but had no idea what the area would be.

Let me help him out. If the island is roughly 10 miles (average width) by 24 miles, you can estimate that it is about 240 square miles. I'm sure that was of utmost importance to this brilliant politician. I would wager the man has no clue what the relationship of length and width is to square miles.

But he's an environmental expert. That's why we have so many people on our coasts, so we don't flip over.

They are excusing this saying he's been a little bit ill lately. The guy is not as old as he looks. Only 55. If he is too ill to entertain a coherent thought then resign. This counts as a vote both in committee and on the House floor. It also costs money to stage meaningless exchanges like the one in the video. There has to be someplace that is free of this sort of idiocy and control. I am fine with morons, as long as they have no power over me.

Some Things

Misinformation, defamation, and excused cruelty seem to be the way of it,. At least as far as media/hollywood/NY entertainment and trend setting goes. Letterman has become unwatchable, and he epitomizes the syndrome.

One thing I've noticed which I resent, and think is destructive, is how hollywood has portrayed and, in some ways, diluted AA. Their portrayal amounts to half truths, and the result in real life is the sort of thing you see with celebrity rehabs and the jargon that goes with it. Sex and alcohol are not synonymous, neither is food. There may be some common element, but the actual deal is not the same. It is a sick world.

Once again I feel like there is a media propaganda blitz going on. Maybe on more than one front. Of concern is that anyone opposed to over bearing big brother style government is somehow considered a radical. Any militia group is called right wing and Christian. I'm not sure how SDS and their modern counterparts are labeled. If you don't know SDS, ask the Chicago democratic party operatives. The smear is dangerous because it seems to be happening in a way that makes it hard to reasonably explain that one favors freedom over the alternative, and that he sees the direction we've taken since before FDR as a path toward the alternative. The racial struggle tended to mask that, and at least the caste was broken in the legal sense.

I wish everyone had benefit of hearing and reading Thomas Sowell and some of those people. Too bad he's getting a little old to be president. He'd have never taken a job like that anyway. He would rather just live a good life and tell the truth, like it or not.

I finally mailed in the stupid census form. I can just hear that one smarmy character on one of these blogs lecturing with the same drivel the advertisements for it spew. Does it not seem odd that you have to pay money out of state, then beg for the money back to meet local needs? Do you think none is lost along the way? Geez.

Why do they need to know if I rent, what's my name, and my phone number? It is not paranoia. The reason the powers were so limited constitutionally was because the people writing it were paranoid that given the chance, any state would grow into a big brother oligarchy. Obviously, they were right. Additionally, despite assurances that the info will not be used to prosecute people or collect tax, that very thing has been done and documented in the last 15 years. Agencies have developed a habit of breaking their own rules and getting by with it. The IRS has no rules so I guess that means they are squeaky clean.

So, I answered most things on there. I do not technically own a phone so no number for them. If you have a phone, what possible good would it do to provide that. They may have a question about an answer? The only legitimate question is "how many people live here?". That is easy to understand.

The race one is tough. White is not a race. Not even a skin color. That is the color of white out, whiiped cream, and computer paper. Never have seen skin of that ilk. So, if you aren't sure of all your mix, but you look more English than African, I guess you be a cracker. I've been called "cracka m--f--r" before, and "gringo", too. Are those racial slurs?

I almost checked the box for other, under the race question. I thought about putting "gringo" in the blank. Or taupe.

Sick world. Because there are groups who are all about jumping up and down so big bro will cast his favor upon them. They think the short term gain will be worth it. Suckers. They'll eventually get slammed like the rest of us. You cannot nail one group to benefit another for long without it being trouble. You'll see. Freedom is the best way, and that precludes this racial favoritism and letting ethnicity substitute for reason.

I know. That stuff has really been driving me nuts lately. So much pretense. Oppressive states almost always claim they are about a higher purpose and paint the picture of the greater good, and people's glory. It is bullshit. We are living in a country that is headed toward it.

There are people in congress who think Castro's Cuba is a realistic model for healthcare and else. Have these people ever known a Cuban who wasn't part of Fidel's government? Are they just plain idiots?

Winter's back. It's down in the low 40s. Brrr. Sort of like dog years; 42 deg. F in SoCal is like minus 2 in most places.

I'm starting a new thing; sun day. It is time we took steps to save the sun. It's up to us. I believe the sun has a fever, or maybe a cold. Whichever it is, if we don't act now, next summer is going to be hotter than it has been all year. So, best way to help is to use mirrors to recycle the sunlight--send it back where it came from so we don't run out. I'll bet I can get school kids to go along with this, and their teachers will no doubt go along. Then we can put pressure on parents, and perhaps the little offspring will report to us if their parents are hogging sunlight, contributing to the demise of the sun.

I'll bet there are ways to tax this behavior. Those who create highly reflective deserts should get tax credits, and trees, and other sun suckers should be taxed. I'll be selling photon credits.

Maybe It Is Just Laziness

Maybe, but more likely it is the confusion that comes when reason meets conventional wisdom and other well worn lies. It's the same sort of thing that causes people who have it all to trash it for gutter snipes and the like. Then they go to sex rehab in AZ.

I don't think these things are the result of overactive libido or much else other than the internalizing of what many sources tout as fun and upllfting. Possible interpretation of peer views regarding things that boost ego. Some are more susceptible to nonsense than others. I stand guilty of that much of my life, even if not quite in the same way as these famous rich nincompoops, whose names are unimportant. We know who they are.

If only the clash left me rich and driven like it does some. Instead I remain somewhat frozen. For decades now, I remain. And I go back and forth with cigarettes. Such a dumb thing. Then again, the general reaction to it is even dumber. I'll handle it. At least I find the lozenges useful. What happened? I was quit for long periods at a time.

Nothing happened. I just don't know what I want out of life, or for my life. I can't form the mental picture, even though I believe the solo life with minimal interaction is not healthy. Besides people look at you (or I imagine they do) and think, "hmmm...it's the quiet loners who usually do those crazy crimes". But, I don't. Really. I'm just frozen much of the time. And at the same time, I have it pretty good.

I have friends who know what they want yet have almost none of it. That leaves them in a bad space. Deep down I think I believe I can get what I want to materialize, should I know what it is I want. Maybe I am actually content to some degree but feel guilty because I think I should not be content. The lack of drama is a good thing, in my book.

It is all luck on my part. Without the kindness of strangers and friends, no telling where I'd be. On a good day I'm able to prove useful to some degree to those same people. That is always a relief. Half the time you want to be useful or helpful and it is all for naught.

I saw a vulture fly off carrying what appeared to be the remains of a snake. Either that or it was a healthy length of intestine from a unit of road kill. I saw no evidence of that so the snake gets my vote. It was an unusual sight. The thing flew up right in front of me as I was driving on a slow curvy road out there. Could be an omen of some kind. Probably foretells great fortune and a magnificent love life.

Best Times and Worst Times to Be

How many decades have people been saying that this country is going to hell in a hand basket while others have claimed that everyone has thought that of their society even back in the days of Socrates? Both are right. That's because civilizations decline and there is always someone around to point to that fact.

Sometimes I think I was born too late or too soon. That is because I would have liked to have been part of the American revolution, or its ascendance, yet I have been riding the crest of its demise. That is the way of the baby boomers. They were a quantum jump in the progressively idiotic generations. There are things which clouded the whole adventure, but it is still the best effort toward freedom ever.

Now it is accelerating in another direction. Under the guise of dealing with yet another crisis--immigration---lunatics Schumer and Graham want to force biometric IDs on the regular citizens of the country. For our own protection. Things like that are just blocks in the wall. The eventual result is a citizenry under extreme control. We once again become serfs in a medieval nightmare; a high tech version of the one we fled, and whose ills fired up the minds of those who structured this place.

Once that heavy handed insanity has a firm enough grip, people will begin to think, and eventually find ways to loosen the hold. That's the case that makes me feel like I was born too soon. I'd love to be there when the next true effort to be free takes hold. I expect it won't happen for maybe seventy five or a hundred years, at the soonest. No way this ball will unravel as the result of switching from democrats controlling things to republican. It's like Russian roulette with only two cylinders and two bullets. Not a good game.

It may take another twenty five for minding one's own business to become really difficult in some cases, such as my case. It may take less. Only four until the insurance scam becomes a huge tool for keeping people under the thumb. Those who scoff at that notion are either painfully optimistic, have a vested interest in the thing, or are simply misguided, maybe imbeciles. The same people who saw nothing wrong with rights given up under the war on drugs, and later under the war on terror, and now the war on obesity and what?--insurance companies, bad health? Always rights go.

Does it not concern anyone to know that the USA has a larger portion of the population in jail than anywhere else? Granted, some places just shoot you, but it is not logical for a free country to have such a prison population, and a system which is well known as a haven for perverted punks to rule supreme over the less vile inmates. Sick, very sick.

Anyway, I think the best times to live are when things are on the upswing--like when flight was just being mastered---or when the iron is hot enough to strike and the chains are cast off. Now is not really either case. It is the time of people being stupid enough to fasten the shackles on themselves. Many who appear to oppose these things are all for other forms of tyranny. It is a matter of taste. They won't resist the temptation to make others do as they like, just like those who support the current trends have no issue about forcing people to do what they see fit, and no problem deciding what you should give and to whom.

It is not bad to have been able to see little hints of some of the climb. Of course there were cultural factors which had not caught up with the technology. So now all that is used to control your lives, not really enhance them. At least that is the growing trend, all the rage these days.

The problem of people disregarding the rights of others is really the root of most evil. The number one vehicle which ensures this behavior is government. Didn't start out so much that way, but that is how it has played out. That would be disputed by Castro, Chavez, and Obama. Probably by Bush, McCain and any other number of career politicians and would be despots. No matter. I stand by the statement.

Never before have I heard so much direct discussion of freedom issues, and never before have I seen free speech under such a cloud. Interesting. You just never know. Five years ago I had absolutely no desire to camp or sleep in a tent. Now I picture that as the main way to spend the night when I consider future road trips. I did it on the way here.

The effect of repeated phrases and propaganda on thinking is pretty strong. I wonder how long it will really take before those not constitutionally capable of going along with the state's agenda just drop off the map altogether. Lots of people disagree, but few find it more painful to go along than to resist or drop out. they are the lucky ones--not dumb enough to be willing contributors to the mess, and not crazy enough to let it make them self destruct or sacrifice unnecessarily.

Of course many bright people encourage all this control. That is because they somehow envision themselves as part of the elite who are above the run of the mill chump. They expect to be part of the brain trust. Many are in fantasyland because they are not even well connected and brains are not truly valued by those who want control.

Still it makes them feel better to chuckle in that ivy league way as lesser humans attempt to voice their concerns over loss of rights and property. One day it will bite them too. Already the oppression has bit them, but they are slow to see it. Some are so worried about getting lumped in with anti abortion bombers or religious fanatics that they ignore reality. They buy into the lie that you must be either left or right as defined by someone like Chris Matthews. God forbid you fall into a camp that earns a sneer from Jon Stewart. So, you get smart people who basically bargain their rights for some sense of peer view security. They can be cool, and appear real smart.

They don't know it but I do. They are not really as smart as I am. And they certainly have far less soul.

Like A New Car

It must be how big heavy people feel when they lose fifty pounds or so on a healthy diet. You forget how much extra baggage you are carrying around. That was the way of my car.

I had to empty it because the two, plus, stacks of boxes which were stored in a friend's garage had to go. They are moving from A to B, again. These have not been opened since I moved from Memphis. They were part of the batch that was shipped on pallets. I'm sure something good is there; maybe my humanitarian award. Whenever I question if I have a heart, I refer to that as proof. Got the idea from the Wizard. He gave the Tin Man something along those lines to prove to him that he had a heart.

Anyway, once my car was emptied, which took well over an hour, the back sat up higher and it feels about 500 pounds lighter. That's several kilo's worth. Mostly I had tools, bits of wood, and unidentified things I couldn't live without.

Just to offset things, I've been putting on more weight. I doubt I'd be accused of being radically obese, but it comforts me to rebel against a busy body government which has become involved in whether you are a fatso or not. It is especially annoying because most of the feds who want to promote the fat police are chubby, jowly slugs, and/or they are addicted to botox and plastic surgery. That is their right, but really, when did people become so docile and idiotic that they would pay others to police their diet and health at gunpoint?

OK. No one has decided what you can carry in your car, as long as it isn't guns, drugs, or opposition to despotism. In CA maybe marijuana will be voted legal. These clowns will figure out how to turn a cash cow like that into something that costs yet more money. In theory it should make money. It is highly doubtful it will increase long term use or make it more available to kids. I'd decriminalize poppies and whatever you want to grow for your own use or even for sale in small quantities to adults. The war on drugs is a WAR For Control of drugs. It is a war to guarantee the inner city and in places like Memphis, the outer city, become and remain cesspools of violence, hatred and ignorance.

Just like terrorists, if drug traffickers were really targeted by our government then they would not have jailed border patrol agents who inconvenienced them, and they'd treat things differently. First Bush, and those before him, and now Obama plays the border game, finding excuses to harass citizens while facilitating the drug traffic and gang activity

They even try to raid legal medical marijuana places in CA. A case where the feds and the state are dispute about who has jurisdiction. Figures that California would only fight for freedom along that front while protecting people from themselves with so many other nanny laws I can't keep up. It is one are in which no government ought be involved.

So, light as my car now is, I will not be hauling kilos of pot across any border; not with Mexico, Arizona, Nevada, etc. I am itching to fill it up with long trip goods and take off for a month or two. Maybe I can make it as far as Maine this time. Isn't that the state which has OK to carry gun laws? Always in search of freedom, and people who can handle it.

So, my new business is solving disputes and dispensing advice. I will offer these services until I save enough for my road trip. $5 for simple cases which can be resolved in one page, $20 for more complex problems and issues that involve unreasonable panicky neurotics. Pay me the $20 and I won't actually call you a "drama prone twit" or "insanely ignorant scumbag", even if you are. That's because I am a professional of the highest standards. Just send a message and we'll arrange treatment and payment, not necessarily in that order. You'll be glad you did. I'm great at solving everyone's issues except my own. And I have relatively few, so what the hay.

Even though my car is 20% lighter now, people still tend to taIlgate given the chance. That is the one most annoying thing about many parts of the west. They will tailgate, even if they don't want to pass or go faster. The implications are not fun to contemplate. Large pickups are the number one offenders, followed closely by young chicks in compact cars like Honda Civic. It is not just me, I've confirmed the trends with others. If you are in search of a woman between 20 and 35 in CA, better bring some bear spray with you. An angry group. Or I should say, a group which contains a large number of very angry units. Many are sweethearts, I think. Even so, the road doesn't lie. But the highway patrol has been known to spin a yarn or two.

I have to wonder, as I look out on this pretty country on a typical sunny, perfect temperature day, why people in this country engage in violence and stupid pushy efforts to control others. As nice as it is here, people ought to be free of all but the most essential of control. Got live free written all over it.

Never mind, you probably wouldn't understand anyway.