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JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0479
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071712.976
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SUBTITLE NUMBER FOUR:
“PLEASE
GOD DAM HELP ME OLD SCHOOL CHUM BOB MCDOWELL, FCC”
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2006-2012 MARK WAYNE MOHR/BOM/MF-2/MW MOUNTAINPEN
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LLLL
or L4, or LADS, LASSIES, LABBERS, AND LABRADOR DOGS, this was not a
real good day, but yes folks, I have seen worse, still, this was what
old blogs before these now posted ones at this new and second blog at
Blogger dot com, used to refer as “WEIRD DAY”, yes sir and mahm,
this would go under the category of WEIRD DAY, without my even so
much as freaking batting a dam eyelid. Speaking of eyelids, I saw my
eye doctor today, and within less than a week, I'll receive a call
from them to come over and pick up my new glasses. Actually, my
enemies did me a favor, because the others, as Terry the Egghead from
the Jersey Harbors said back in 2007, the other frames were a bit odd
looking, and if any of you ever saw me wearing glasses from my
HARVEST PHOTO, these were not the ones, the ones that know-it-all
Terry made no bones about hating so much, are forever gone now, since
June 17th, a month ago to this very day here in July, as a
result of my being robbed on the Houston Nightmare Beaches of
Florida.
Mister
McDowell, FCC, SIR, I unplugged my computer modem, they are freezing
and crashing me, they are fucking with me, and a while back, just
more than an ago actually, I was watching the news on television, and
pow, some mother fucking entity or something, made my television set
just go off out of the blue. It is an old style set with no feature
to set it for any auto shut offs such as if you want it to go off say
in half an hour while you are falling to sleep to some any-show. This
IS BEING DONE BY A POWERFUL FUCKING ELECTRONIC HACKER. I have told
how the NJ DEVILS, or the 177th Air-Wing of the Air-Force
in Pomona, New Jersey, is known for playing games with people,
and think annoying and messing with fucking folks is funny, one
target being the Holy Spirit High School. I always knew that there
was an incredible connection somehow, into the High School Musical
Disney fucking bullshit, and I still don't claim to have it all
figure out, Chicky and Nicky; but I may not be as dumb as all of you
think I am. As soon as I saw the map area of the doctor back in 1984,
and no it was not an endocrinologist, but was an ear, nose, throat
specialist, back in March in 1984, in Northeast Philly, and not that
far from the future incident in a decade, at the Friendly Ice Cream
Enemy Place, across from Ross Dress Shop. One big bang my asshole,
Jason fucking Forrest of WFM Aquarius
U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes this Air Force place messed
with the HSHS Amateur Radio Club a lot, and if it has not been
totally sanitized out, you may be able to do more than just take my
mother fucking word for shit peeps, YO. Bob, FCC, PLEASE GOD DAM HELP
ME, THIS IS REALLY ON MY LAST FUCKING DAWN KING NERVE, BRAHHHHHH!
555555555555555555555555555555555555
Yes
peeps, I went to my eye dock and had no incident on the trip there
and back, THAT I CAN REMEMBER ANYWAY, that was bad, I did have my
beautiful LIGHTNING come right to me at the Winn Dixie Parking Lot
after coming out with my shopping cart. I needed some juices, without
the following singing females, TEE HEE HEE LILLY SHIPYARDS ANDREWS
MUNSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Things began for me
when I looked up the map and remembered that I went to a ENT
Specialist in 1984, a what????????????????????????????????????? You
know folks, you can insist that I over do things, but a hell of a lot
of folks love to really ass under do stuff, call me a diagnosed
saradroid all you want to, my feelings will not be bruised, and I can
get along smiling quite well, so laugh and laugh and laugh folks.
Wait a minute, I think I see a stair chase going on up on Long
Island, NYUSAESMWG. Wow, real funny. The minute that I saw the map,
and saw other things, I was able to clearly recall all of it at the
office, just not the trip, despite my carefully following Labber-MY's
instructions to get there after taking the Tacony Palmyra Bridge and
getting onto I-95.
Quantum
Physics does not lie, and the formulas are there somewhere, proving a
lot of the hell that I have endured for a very lengthy time, yet not
so lengthy, that it is impossible to be so due to Scylla's human age
being too young. LOOK WHAT I DID AS A CHILD, FROM
MIRRORS TO FIREBOATS TO PHONE CALLS TO CLAYTON APARTMENT TRASHINGM,
AND ON I COULD GO L4.
In
any event, let us discuss all of this as rationally as level headed
as my current anger levels permit me to do so. If I was in Anger
Management Class or another of so many AMC's, I would be just about
around a perpetual rated anger level ten these past days, weeks, and
months, this is truly, Mack fucking counselor Camping Kaiter,
REDEEEEEEEEEEEQQQQULOUS if I do have to say so myself.
Yes,
my noisy neighbors have been worse, but this week, they are getting a
bit annoying again, with their yelling and doors and lots of extra
peeps all around. Even right now on this early Tuesday fucking
morning, I hear their bull shit at 5 past mid fucking night.
L4,
this was a bad day with a lot of shit. Still, I feel that one for one
is not a bad deal. I had hoped my old counselor was indeed, putting
himself in a position to help me as he said, should I not follow his
advice, and get myself hypnotized in early 2006, by Doctor Mark Wolf
of Moorestown, New Jersey, but even though this bombed out, the other
deal tells me I am probably not wrong, as why would somebody just put
up an account, and then vanish away? This makes more sense, still,
breath echos and copyright offices of 1988 and all, “who can really
ever know”?????????????
There
is a weird theory in the world of advanced particle physics, and this
if you add what I know about the dream-world being a vast parallel
universe hyperspace, really can explain it all. This does not lower
the piss-off level, it just fucking ass explains dam shit, folks.
Learning your child just got a string of 'F' grades in school is a
new learning experience, but you are ready to holler and reach for a
shoe. Now, my point is this L4. I cannot ever say just precisely what
I want to, unless I am on a private journal. Nothing however is ever
really SAFE, PRIVATE, or otherwise, just allowing a level of comfort
in an illusion. Magic tricks and illusions make big careers for the
top acts, just as with any EW acts, be it in theater or musical, or
what have you. Every time Patty Jane pulls that 9-Diamonds and
Ace-Spades trick on that wonderful television show, “The
Mentalist”, I remember nothing at first, then with no conscious
mind or memory, I always see an ace of spaces in my head. Then as
fans of this show most likely know, it is the real powerful of the
two cards before all is said and done. Nice going, Mister Jane Games
Expert Pipe Repairman ant Dellway Arms on 'Oakland' Street. Tell me
it does not all perfectly keep fitting together as smooth as a 100%
geometrically fitting glove over a fashion model lady on a dam
runway. Just tell me, I'll not agree, but you are free to tell me.
I
rewrite a cool 1983 song in 2012 in lyrical content, about a greedy
fisherman getting his just desert and how yin and yang always will
win out eventually, and it seems that there has been one big fish
story after another, true fish stories, such as shark and gator
attacks, not just here in Florida but all the hekll over the dam
globe peeps. WOW if this is not all included somehow and somewhere in
Weird-Theory, or if Carrie Stokes had her way, and I was in error
when I called her Collins on the last blog talking about her from the
great “Dark Shadows” hit daytime soap show of yesteryear, but she
might call this wild Quantum Dynamic, a part of Weirdo Theorio,
rather than theorist. I will need to get some kind of a digital
camera over to the South Beach Jetty, and do this up right, because
if I am going to create a recording like this, it needs to compliment
the greatest angel in the known creation, I just call her Scylla,
since she sang Love Is For Carpenters to me, at the age of ten, and
appearing twenty-two. Watergate Jacobson, Medical Centers, and
previews of coming attractions, well yes, saying all this makes me
also tell that I have never ever had this many HEBREW DEATH ANGEL'S
around me as I've had this year in monstrous ass 2012, close, but no
dam ass cigar, BRO.
Ed
did not lie, he misjudged. Ann in my opinion directly told me a tale
that was off in time by decades and decades. If I am ever proven
wrong on all of this, I will be writing hundreds of new apology
freaking songs. Let me whisper out Sarah's name and remember, not to
forget it, after leaving the bar, that sure had some effect a few
years later, or is this another future apology for me, oh darling
wonderful Planet Earth???????????????????
Hay
man, did I really just dream the highway house, or go there and be
made to forget, as with so many other times down in good old frickin'
Atlantic City and 10-SC Avenue? Did I really dream the October five,
oh eight deal, or was I walking with my cousins, and the dogs, and
follow a two year old through a fence opening? How can so many things
have happened, and just be me being a nut case, that is really all I
ask of the judging world reading the BOM. Could you deal with so much
wild crap, and be one bit sane yourself, I mean I already know that
answer, this was merely a rhetorical dam question.
I
told you I would ask GAGA KITTY MEOW 495-594, why this all started
today as soon as I looked at those two tghings on my PC, and then
shut down, and POW, I was instantly assaulted. MY ANSWER WAS as you
can somewhat expect, PCN-981. You work out some things, stuff you
think might be the case here, and see if the root numbers are not 98,
Mizz Stephanie Carpenter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
things that I have witnessed in my short less than sixty year human
lifetime as my current self, MWM, would make Hawking and all of the
great world Labbers, lose it and as Lobo might say back late in the
60's when I believe he almost electrocuted himself accidentally, and
saw Diana, but never admitted it, Ben Stone Robin Hill Robinnette,
and other expert judge shoppers; yes, they would all fall right OFF
THEIR CHAIR, you as well,
STEVE!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah, right, I leave the school at the end of
January of 1973 to attend the computer school at the Cherry Hill
Mall, just down a ways from the Ellisberg Circle, Mister Queen Crown,
and then the entire Philadelphia News System brings in cameras, and
all of a sudden, they all wanna' know all about the place, even
interviewing one of the gorgeous young ladies that had a real
powerful crush on me, lovely Laurel. I DON'T FORGET SQUAT, L4, NOT
SQUAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well,
what exactly happened in 1983 and 1984, that is sort of like
wondering what exactly happened in 1985-1990, and then, how about the
entire second half of the dam freaking 90's BRO? Then how about the
entire 21st century, if you want to be a bit technical?
Nut shelling stuff, SSJKK does not want me to remember some of the
things that I did in fact begin to remember as the nineties started
to middle up. WOW, could it be, oh wonderful and talented Aunt
Barbara??????
I
know that no matter what the great SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE ever does to
me, what she removes from me which has been tapes, chains, as well as
all else through her wild extended human world family, and what have
you, I will still go on throughout all of eternity, loving my big
beautiful BROWN-EYED LOVELY-GIRL. That pisses off a lot of powerful
folks in the WOMO. Chime in here, won't you Uncle Stuart H. Mason,
from the other crossed over and fucked around copyrighted side;
'TOUGH BEANS'.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
Nighty night, please Bob McDowell.
*****TANKS*****
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