NEW BLOGS, CONTRASTS OBSERVED AT THEIR ZENITHS, PART ONE

NOVEMBER 20, 2013,

WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON AT 1:05

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 79 DEGREES FNHT.

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“THE MAGIC TOOL THAT CAN PREDICT DOW JONES PRICES WITH 80%+ ACCURACY, ENDLESSLY, AND IS MY PERSECUTION, IN THE UNITED STATES; SINCE THIS BEGAN IN 1986”

“Contrasts observed at their zenith, but Y”

Well folks, here is what is going on, I am about to go very super fucking botbar for several reasons. One is my LUCK TEST shows a maximum possible worse score, a mother fucking minus 15, and at noon, the news shows the DOW JONES is what else, but soaring like a mother fucking Eagle Bird, at the speed of light cubed, and there is more still, good folks. Let me get right down to it, and worry about getting to Electric Avenue thirty and a half years ago, and then make a right and get over to G-R-A-N-T, huh United States Office of Copyrights, ©?????????????????????????

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WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU LIGHTNING?

WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU BOB MCDOWELL OLD BUDDY?

WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU, COLD CRUEL WORLD FROM HELL ITSELF?

AND YOU'RE GONNA PREACH TO FUCKING ME, BIBLE BANGERS; HOW REAL AND HOW WONDERFUL YOUR LOVING FATHER GOD ASLMIGHTY IS, WELL, OK, AS CONGRESSMAN ANDREWS SAID TYO ME IN 1975, ''WHATEVER'', WELL, HE MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE ORIGINATED THAT EXPRESSION, AS I KNOW IT HAS BEEN AROUND SINCE THESE MIDDLE SEVENTY FUCKING YEARS, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes folks, a maximum possible worst luck test score of minus 15 a few minutes before starting this blog, a never ending roaring racing bull run stock market fucking cunt rally, and then the biggest bee in the bonnet I am wearing of all today, my blogs are not being read by many people, and I have learned with no help from a soul, what is going on. If I am wrong, I wish some expert computer genius would make a comment, but what I wish for is not in the same neighborhood or even the same galaxy cluster, as those made by Mister Don Knots Fish.

Let me explain what I pieced together late this morning while seriously cogitating on stuff that I have been Googling around about recently, as well as studying my own blog dashboard page at BLOGGER DOT COM, good peeps. Somewhere early in the year of 2012, not at the very beginning but maybe starting in the second quarter after April, I believe my blogs were made a part of a consortium of several bloggers, and whenever the consortium blog is hit, this would then reflect the totals. I analyzed it all very carefully, although I am no king genius of computers and internet, by any wild stretch. But it looks like I am able to get both items to show on the dashboard, both my actual hits on just my blogs in this grouping, as well as the total, and I could be wrong, but it appears that this is what is happening, especially in lieu of also recently reading yp on promotion by way of the internet, and this was one way to go, and it works, BUT, if my blog is only getting a handful of reads after thinking my audience grew to several dozen, after 8 years of plugging away, this will be the end of my blogging career, as I have no intention of knocking my head against a wall. If only 5-10 peeps are intersted in following a story wilder and greater than the rest of this world all combined; then I need to fucking find a brand new planet to live on, ladies and gentlemen. I really would appreciate a comment, but doubt anyone will. In any event, I will find out from the Staples Store Guru who came over here before twice for tutorial assistance, and begfore this year is out, I will know one way or the other, and if it is true that I have not had nearly 34K PH on my blogs, then as the great late sportscaster would put it, Mister Harry Callas, I'M ADAHERRRRRRRRRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I refuse to break my soft skull on a hard brick wall

I asked my GAGA-KITTY, why the WOMO-MILITUFORCE dirt scum sewage sippers, made Monday beyond botbar hellish for me, and was given the number of PCN-198. These following items are in my matchbook list for PCN-198, are you shocked anybody, after reading on?

WALL STREET, NICKNAME 'MY', UNCLE HEINZ, CAPITOL CITY OF PROVINCE OLYMPIA, 'THE MORNING LIGHT' SONG, SEPTEMBER TWENTY NINE.

IN ALL HONESTY AND TRUTH, GOOD KIND READERS, THE COUNTRY VOCALIST GEORGE STRAIT WILL ALWAYS SAY IT AND BE REMEMBERED FOR IT, WAY BETTER THAN I EVER WILL, SO I MUST THEN SAY THAT I AM MERELY ECHOING HIS SENTIMENTS HERE WHEN I NOW SAY TO ALL OF YOU RIGHT NOW ON THIS VERY BLOG,

''NEED I SAY MORE''?

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW: