HAPPY GOBBLE
GOBBLE GOBBLE DAY; LADS AND
LASSIES OUT HERE.
OH JEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!
MY LOW VIEWCOUNT
BLANDBLOGS CONTINUE
CHAPTER 003
Some people talk
about being eighty-sixed, others speak of being pummeled and reamed.
Many who believe their lives are the product of a really rotten
cosmic deal of a sort, say the decks of the star clusters are stacked
against them,or some such hocus freaking pocus and all great Frisbee
throwers of the Twilight-Zone. Others just got angry 35 years ago
like Steve McGinty did with his subordinate at the great Mars
Graphics Printing Shop, and told him he was a turkey. I have heard
yet still others tell me, and I will quote them, “Mark, dam it,
I've been submarined”. The freaking garbage Spell-Checker on my
Open Office program doesn't even accept the word as valid and makes
me add it to their dictionary. I did. Still, people have indeed told
me this, and I sure as Store High
In Transport
ain't a lyin' about it, kind folks, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah I thought
you were a hell of a nice guy once, Ryan, over at BJ's Studio. Your
boss Tony BonJovi put a big ass knife in my back. Why am I not
shocked and surprised, at that turkey? Maybe because I'm getting used
to getting submarined a lot too, my friend!!! In any event, I think
this looks like an upside down boat, anyway. I guess that
eighty-sixes my whittle bwog and me trying to be cwever and cwoot,
Mister Fwudd, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Enough of this stupid prishy garbage.
THANKSGIVING
DAY------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
THANKSGIVING
DAY------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
THANKSGIVING
DAY------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
THANKSGIVING
DAY------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
THANKSGIVING
DAY------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
The
FEDERAL
BUREAU
of INVESTIGATION
is
a really great part of the law enforcement system,
and I always respected the great Mister Hoover, who once over saw the
ops, when it was a relatively new organization.
One day when I was a small child of late single digit age if I am
correctly remembering the story told to me by my mother; this great
outfit wanted her to come into their Philadelphia office on her lunch
hour from her job at the Lavino Shipping Company, now the Inchcape
Corporation after this British firm bought them out. They showed her
photos of my father, her husband, in Florida in his diving suit, as
back in those times, he did a lot of work for two well known salvage
companies here in this state, the Real Eight, owned by Kip Wagner,
and the more famous one, Treasure Salvers INK, owned by Melvin
Fisher! The FBI was very mean to my mom, and did not believe her when
she told them that they weren't in contact with each other at the
time. She was being completely honest, but as well all know from
watching any kind of cops and robber shows or law shows, they cannot
just believe stuff, and have to give suspects a hard time, it is
their job. I fully get that, and hold no resentment at all. But one
day after a few times of this, my mom called her friend Helen
Gregory. She was dating a top general in the United States Army at
the time, and were quite bosom close, and planning a possible
marriage, until Helen began getting ill, from a fast moving cancer,
that went onto take her not that far later on in time. Having
powerful friends is always great, and I grew up with a lot of them,
from family contact. I am not used to the new life I live, IN HELL,
without any of them. The entire mother fuckiGN world has abandoned
me, and that is why I know that I have had to have died and gone to
hell. I know I died a whole bunch of times, and have blogged the
stories with very perfect accuracy, for anyone interested at all, to
read! Getting back to the FBI in the late sixties somewhere, this is
why a tap was on the phone all of my life, and there is a lot to the
story of my dad and his diving, and the treasure charts that he left
to me, that I have no one to pass onto, other than for a very
ungrateful daughter.
Well
folks, no one can say that lovely things are not wonderful. Be it
nature of heavenly bodies of all types, or a simple sunset or
moonrise. Diana's lovely full moon was so gorgeous and terrific last
night. 'IWALU' my moon!!!!!
IWALU
PINK GODDESS, NO MATTER WHAT YOU AND YOUR ROTTEN FRIENDS DO TO ME,
FOR ALL ETERNITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Give my best to Gary Mitchell, and Doctor Walking-Freezer-Unit
Lovelyblond!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Some
mother fucking bastard just tried to crash my cunt lapping program,
FBI, at 4:36 Post Meridian on this Thankx-2-Givens
Helliday, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END
TRANSMISSION.
The
great PINK-GODDESS of STAR TREK;
gee, just what is going on? First, as I stated; I come right out and
openly tell that I do not believe that the creators of STAR TREK were
totally from here in this universe. I believe that in a parallel
universe, doubles (doppelgangers) of them such as Mister Roddenberry,
became what Morianity refers to as TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS.
Simply put, the more advanced doubles of the people, who we know
here, only as THEM, and not them plus their controlling-double who is
asleep physically from their parallel universe and dream-controlling
their double here, so that they will do something or not do
something, or whatever the case may be, that is behind most if not
all 'T3E' activity. So why then does Roddenberry and the Trek Peeps,
create not only this show, and all of the great spin off shows and
movies that followed? The only possible thing that could hope to
answer, is that a huge army of the fifth dimension uses this jack-in
gamer simulation we call the cosmos, to play a wild game. Someone
wanted me to know about the great PINK GODDESS OF GARY MITCHELL.
Too many coincidences are all rapped up in this, such as the love
sonnet from the Canopious Planet in the year 1996,
when I wrote my love song for the great PINK
GODDESS, as shown below, and there are literally dozens more
things, that time won't permit me to scratch the surface on, with any
one blog; now or ever.
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Oh
baby, if any
Babylonian
super sleuths from 1972
movies; or anywhere from there to here in almost 2016, has the
answers to complete the great backboard writings, of the mighty
educator known as Mister
David Leigh Smith,
from Cooley Hall, of Haddonfield, New Jersey, USA; please, as the
wizard puts it so perfectly, out in OZ; “COME
FORWARD”!
I am tired
of being so clueless; oh baby-baby-baby!!!
MY
LOW
VIEWCOUNT
BLANDBLOGS
CONTINUE
CHAPTER
002
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MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2015
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
OH
THE GODS, I WON'T DARE ASK, ''WHAT NEXT''?
NOVEMBER
26, 2015,
THURSDAY
AFTERNOON AT 1:20,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 78 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-79/L-73).
HUMIDITY
IS 60%, FEELING LIKE 80 DEGREES.
WIND
IS E AT 13, WITH GUSTS TO 30.
- Many hospital neck ultrasounds are performed by technicians and subsequently interpreted by radiologists. Most hospital X-ray and ultrasound technicians lack the specialized experience to recognize parathyroid shadows on neck ultrasounds. Thus, the likelihood that a parathyroid tumor will be noticed by a hospital X-ray technician may be small. If ultrasound technicians do not notice parathyroid tumors while they are performing scans, there's a great chance the radiologist will miss them when reviewing the pictures.
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(2007), Emerging Trends in the Performance of Parathyroid Surgery.
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Medicine.
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Arthur won't ever darken the door
step again of the Eastman Household,
which is another branch of the Mason-Huntington-Stuart line of my
awesome fucked up family of mega-skeletons, that breaks off into so
many branches, it blows and boggles the brain into total fucking
dog-shit. My mom would tell me the story over and over again about
how her Aunt, the reader of plays, Mizz Maud Huntington Benjamin;
would tell her about it, while she was not yet a married woman.
Secrets passing down secrets, and pigs kicking up mud for pigs. We
have a 'daunting and eloquent clan of ax murderers', and basic
misanthrope folks, of all walks and stations! The
man that Maud married had a wild family too. This line has a
third cousin who is second cousin to Trump's father. When I call
Donald Trump my cousin; this includes a family
group of about 16,000 people
if rounded off to the nearest hundred; and it grows each time
someone has 'successful sexual intercourse'', so it is said in jest
and joke, as we are very very distant, and many who read this, may be
a lot closer related to this man of BRIGGBASE, than I am; and
praise be to the gods should that be so, and ''LIKE
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Dr. R. Mack Harrell received his bachelor's and medical degrees from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, where he was awarded the prestigious Morehead Fellowship in Medicine. After completing a residency in Internal Medicine at the University of Minnesota, Dr. Harrell did a clinical and research fellowship in endocrinology at Duke University, developing a special interest in parathyroid, thyroid and adrenal disease.
In 1991, Dr. Harrell was recruited by Cleveland Clinic Florida, where he pioneered office neck ultrasonography and became their first Chief of Endocrinology, before moving on to become the Director of Metabolic Outcomes for the North Broward Hospital District in Ft. Lauderdale in 1999. Dr. Harrell began an endocrine surgical collaboration with David Bimston, MD in 2005. Both moved their practice to Memorial Healthcare System in 2011.
Dr. Harrell is among fewer than 200 physicians worldwide who have completed the Endocrine Neck Ultrasound (ECNU) program administered by the American Association of Clinical Endocrinology (AACE). He has served as a clinical professor of medicine at Nova Southeastern University since 2001. Dr. Harrell has performed thousands of thyroid biopsies and parathyroid localizations. He brings a unique expertise to the diagnosis and treatment of thyroid, parathyroid and adrenal tumors.
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As
for the great throat specialist of early 1984, and how Paula King,
the almighty queen somnambulist, and her daughter, OUR DAUGHTER
actually, managed to pull off that fantastic trick, up in Philly that
day and other times also; we could be all day and all year and all of
next year, NON-STOP, of me typing and typing and typing. And no one
would ever get it, or believe it, BUT I
KNOW, DOCTOR, I KNOW!!!!! And please tell Mister
Spock, that I like his taste in women; Doctor Bones
McCoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
My 1985 doctor M. Miller Bittle, ''My Philadelphia
Father'' book.
GONE, unable to locate.
YOU'RE BREAKING MY HEART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IWALU PINK GODDESS, NO MATTER
WHAT YOU AND YOUR ROTTEN FRIENDS DO TO ME, FOR ALL
ETERNITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Give my best to Gary Mitchell,
and Doctor Walking-Freezer-Unit Lovelyblond!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MEOW
I'm
getting a nasty left side death angel attack at 134 non-Norris Avenue
of Atco, but this afternoon, YO!!!!
Hey,
it's a dogs life; what can I say here, Mister JAY-JAY-EVANS? Maybe
the good
times will be rolling
someplace else; YO
BUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAJOR
COPYRIGHT PROOF THAT THE LOC KNOWS MY STORY IS BEYOND REAL &
POWERFUL:
Now
before the sun has a chance to set on this very true nightmare story,
I will tell you that the flowers were supposed to be delivered to an
audition and repertoire person, a lady, in NYC, (A&R), along with
a copy of my song, written early in 2000 at
Guthrie Short's mansion in Blue Anchor, New Jersey, USA, called,
“Atlantic Queen” and I think it was part of the
copyrighted music project called, 'Russ Walker's Star Travelers of
1896'.
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The
real major part of this is that back then, computers and internet
were still a bit new, and the Library of Congress I don't believe,
had as of yet, made up the list such as the one I PIP into my blogs
from time to time. Notice
how the project with Atlantic Queen,
is perfectly sandwiched in between, no not a Subaru Car Commercial
and Andy Rooney of 60 minutes, great Flatliners Movie Cast and
Directors, but in this case; between
two MAJOR OTHER PROJECTS, that seem to have effected my entire life
in ways,
that go
beyond phrases like mind bending and brain breaking, and bone
chilling;
and you get the general idea!!!!
Mind
is not everything, but it is very important while we are existing out
in the hyperspace, that contains virtually limitless amounts of
parallel universes, or beating hearts that from an upline reference
frame, would be as they may appear to be. When
we go higher than the sixth dimension, what
became MIND,
was EXISTENCE.
Only after this transfers down into MIND, can the Astral Plane or
PLANK REALM begin to form. Let me mention the earlier than PLANK
stages, and first say that even though from our perspective here, the
word 'EARLIER' has a significance, in truth, nothing really was
earlier, but words need to make sense to our MINDS, so I must say
therefore, earlier,
and before
that time
of PLANK.
Existence without interaction or EWI
as Morianity labeled this in 2006 and 2007; is what Quantum
Physicists label, a singularity. Mathematical laws and equations all
break down in this 'truth', as they have no meaning when there is no
SPACE-TIME-MIND, or even MIND, as of ''yet''. Without any fractional
instant ever changing into a new one however, how then can even
PLANK-TIME or the (Astral-Plane) ''begin'', you may wonder? If so,
take heart and please don't feel fucking badly. You're wondering, and
so are all the top scientists of 2015!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Breaking out and away into this wild dreaming, that first needs to be
done in a programmed and orderly fashion, that Morianity has called
and labeled LAWTRONICS,
ever since it began in 2006 and 2007; must then do a complex series
of items, and eventually transfer down further still into MIND.
From there, it will go off to HYPERSPACE, using the PLANK as sort of
a launch pad for doing so. All these factors are why what scientists
call DARK MATTER and DARK ENERGY, all exist out here in the
hyperspace, and are doing what they are doing; which again, the top
scientific communities are still about 99.99% totally clueless about,
as only Morianity can ever reveal the absolute realities (the truth).
I did not invent or create Morianity. My creator created me, and so
my creator DID THIS, NOT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
folks, no one can say that lovely things are not wonderful. Be it
nature of heavenly bodies of all types, or a simple sunset or
moonrise. Diana's lovely full moon was so gorgeous and terrific last
night. 'IWALU' my moon!!!!!
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JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE IF YOU PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!
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OH
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OH
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OH
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OH
JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE IF YOU PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!
END
TRANSMISSION.
MY
LOW VIEWCOUNT BLANDBLOGS CONTINUE
CHAPTER
001
Yes
sir, ma'am, I gave them a chance to have me pick up the pace into
some real major shit. Now since my views are running at snail pace
and never ever altering; I have decided to write only what happens to
me, and then a few things around that, without ever getting real
major, as this simply put wasn't liked or appreciated, so I'll give
them bland, as bland is what bland Earthlings seem to love.
After-all, look at all the bland stupid ass social media crap every
dam day of the year, kind entities!!!
Here
are five lovely photos from TWB.
AND
HERE ARE SIX MORE.
THE
FIRE ALARM IS GOING OFF AT 6:28 HERE AT PHA OF FORT PIERCE, PARK
TERRACE BUILDING. LIKE WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
AND
IN THE SPIRIT OF THE SEASON, HERE ARE YET SOME MORE.
Trying
to live and survive in HELL is no easy task. I am the only one here
who seems to know they are in this place. A good possibility for
this, Mister Carter sir, is that all the players around my
Shakespearean arena are merely what the Hollywood crowd would call,
'EXTRAS'. Still, I have heard it said
for thirteen thousand years, near or not near great wild fences, that
there is no escape from this 'condition', notice I didn't say
'place'.
This
whole mother fuckiGN world can go to DOGTOWN, USA, or maybe said more
accurately, TO DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Never
again can scenes like this ever be interacted with, not from DOGTOWN.
At
6:39, the fire alarm was just now deactivated. I cannot see the
ladder number of the truck, as the winds are gusting and the trees
outside keep blocking the view with heavy branch swaying.
NOVEMBER
25, 2015,
WEDNESDAY
EVENING AT 6:43,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 73 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-79/L-70).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 69%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 77.
WIND
IS E AT 18, WITH GUSTS TO 31.
THANKSGIVING
EVE------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
Years
ago,
I told my Blogaud,
about that old example that never seems to die. There
was a man who lived and died in his home, with fifty million bucks in
gold,
totally hidden below his basement floor. He
and his family went onto live lives of poverty and want,
even though a higher reality was there all throughout his life, that
would have made things so incredibly easy, to change the entire
course of their lives. I very often find myself thinking of this, not
the money but the incredible and powerful principle, that's behind
this GAP super wisdom!!!!!!!!!! I absolutely fucking know that there
is something buried inside of my brain. If I could just pull it out
and draw on it, like plugging into the electrical grid and going from
log cabin life in the days of Abe Lincoln, to modern day bullshit; I
could immediately change my entire life on a mother fucking dam ass
dime!!!!!!!!!!!!! But what? What is this thing that I am maybe, as
with so many things all my life, ''BLOCKING OUT''??????????
You
missed me, you evil witch Jane Thistleweeds
Nastyassthorns!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TEE-HEE-HEE!!!!!!!!!!!
HAY,
I CAN TAKE A HINT. I do not need to be hit by a mother fucking cunt
lapping Mack Truck, MASHELL DANIELS OF 1980.
The
FEDERAL
BUREAU
of INVESTIGATION
is
a really great part of the law enforcement system, and I always
respected the great Mister Hoover, who once over saw the ops, when it
was a relatively new organization. One day when I was a small child
of late single digit age if I am correctly remembering the story told
to me by my mother; this great outfit wanted her to come into their
Philadelphia office on her lunch hour from her job at the Lavino
Shipping Company, now the Inchcape Corporation after this British
firm bought them out. They showed her photos of my father, her
husband, in Florida in his diving suit, as back in those times, he
did a lot of work for two well known salvage companies here in this
state, the Real Eight, owned by Kip Wagner, and the more famous one,
Treasure Salvers INK, owned by Melvin Fisher! The FBI was very mean
to my mom, and did not believe her when she told them that they
weren't in contact with each other at the time. She was being
completely honest, but as well all know from watching any kind of
cops and robber shows or law shows, they cannot just believe stuff,
and have to give suspects a hard time, it is their job. I fully get
that, and hold no resentment at all. But one day after a few times of
this, my mom called her friend Helen Gregory. She was dating a top
general in the United States Army at the time, and were quite bosom
close, and planning a possible marriage, until Helen began getting
ill, from a fast moving cancer, that went onto take her not that far
later on in time. Having powerful friends is always great, and I grew
up with a lot of them, from family contact. I am not used to the new
life I live, IN HELL, without any of them. The entire mother fuckiGN
world has abandoned me, and that is why I know that I have had to
have died and gone to hell. I know I died a whole bunch of times, and
have blogged the stories with very perfect accuracy, for anyone
interested at all, to read! Getting back to the FBI in the late
sixties somewhere, this is why a tap was on the phone all of my life,
and there is a lot to the story of my dad and his diving, and the
treasure charts that he left to me, that I have no one to pass onto,
other than for a very ungrateful daughter.
Yes
sometimes, Jack McCoy, we both wish that all of them would go away,
and I don't feel all that cold and cruel in saying thistleweeds, or
THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! W---O---W!
The
night of Jerry and Sue and Mashell, at RPL, when my car was stolen,
in the RPL parking lot, is like many days and nights that I have been
forced to interact all over fifth dimensional fucking hyperspace. I
can feel it when it comes on as it hits like a freight fuckiGN cunt
train, even though others around me seem to be as insensitive to
these god dam fucking HALLS
FAWCES
as a corpse would be to a coroner's examinations and autopsy knife.
END
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MY
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CHAPTER
001
Yes
sir, ma'am, I gave them a chance to have me pick up the pace into
some real major shit. Now since my views are running at snail pace
and never ever altering; I have decided to write only what happens to
me, and then a few things around that, without ever getting real
major, as this simply put wasn't liked or appreciated, so I'll give
them bland, as bland is what bland Earthlings seem to love.
After-all, look at all the bland stupid ass social media crap every
dam day of the year, kind entities!!!
Here
are five lovely photos from TWB.
AND
HERE ARE SIX MORE.
THE
FIRE ALARM IS GOING OFF AT 6:28 HERE AT PHA OF FORT PIERCE, PARK
TERRACE BUILDING. LIKE WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
AND
IN THE SPIRIT OF THE SEASON, HERE ARE SOME MORE.
Trying
to live and survive in HELL is no easy task. I am the only one here
who seems to know they are in this place. A good possibility for
this, Mister Carter sir, is that all the players around my
Shakespearean arena are merely what the Hollywood crowd would call,
'EXTRAS'. Still, I have heard it said
for thirteen thousand years, near or not near great wild fences, that
there is no escape from this 'condition', notice I didn't say
'place'.
This
whole mother fuckiGN world can go to DOGTOWN, USA, or maybe said more
accurately, TO DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Never
again can scenes like this ever be interacted with, not from DOGTOWN.
At
6:39, the fire alarm was just now deactivated. I cannot see the
ladder number of the truck, as the winds are gusting and the trees
outside keep blocking the view with heavy branch swaying.
NOVEMBER
25, 2015,
WEDNESDAY
EVENING AT 6:43,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 73 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-79/L-70).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 69%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 77.
WIND
IS E AT 18, WITH GUSTS TO 31.
THANKSGIVING
EVE------HUH ATOM GIVENS???
Years
ago,
I told my Blogaud,
about that old example that never seems to die. There
was a man who lived and died in his home, with fifty million bucks in
gold,
totally hidden below his basement floor. He
and his family went onto live lives of poverty and want,
even though a higher reality was there all throughout his life, that
would have made things so incredibly easy, to change the entire
course of their lives. I very often find myself thinking of this, not
the money but the incredible and powerful principle, that's behind
this GAP super wisdom!!!!!!!!!! I absolutely fucking know that there
is something buried inside of my brain. If I could just pull it out
and draw on it, like plugging into the electrical grid and going from
log cabin life in the days of Abe Lincoln, to modern day bullshit; I
could immediately change my entire life on a mother fucking dam ass
dime!!!!!!!!!!!!! But what? What is this thing that I am maybe, as
with so many things all my life, ''BLOCKING OUT''??????????
You
missed me, you evil witch Jane Thistleweeds
Nastyassthorns!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TEE-HEE-HEE!!!!!!!!!!!
HAY,
I CAN TAKE A HINT. I do not need to be hit by a mother fucking cunt
lapping Mack Truck, MASHELL DANIELS OF 1980.
The
FEDERAL
FUREAU
of INVESTIGATION
is
a really great part of the law enforcement system, and I always
respected the great Mister Hoover, who once over saw the ops, when it
was a relatively new organization. One day when I was a small child
of late single digit age if I am correctly remembering the story told
to me by my mother; this great outfit wanted her to come into their
Philadelphia office on her lunch hour from her job at the Lavino
Shipping Company, now the Inchcape Corporation after this British
firm bought them out. They showed her photos of my father, her
husband, in Florida in his diving suit, as back in those times, he
did a lot of work for two well known salvage companies here in this
state, the Real Eight, owned by Kip Wagner, and the more famous one,
Treasure Salvers INK, owned by Melvin Fisher! The FBI was very mean
to my mom, and did not believe her when she told them that they
weren't in contact with each other at the time. She was being
completely honest, but as well all know from watching any kind of
cops and robber shows or law shows, they cannot just believe stuff,
and have to give suspects a hard time, it is their job. I fully get
that, and hold no resentment at all. But one day after a few times of
this, my mom called her friend Helen Gregory. She was dating a top
general in the United States Army at the time, and were quite bosom
close, and planning a possible marriage, until Helen began getting
ill, from a fast moving cancer, that went onto take her not that far
later on in time. Having powerful friends is always great, and I grew
up with a lot of them, from family contact. I am not used to the new
life I live, IN HELL, without any of them. The entire mother fuckign
world has abandoned me, and that is why I know that I have had to
have died and gone to hell. I know I died a whole bunch of times, and
have blogged the stories with very perfect accuracy, for anyone
interested at all, to read! Getting back to the FBI in the late
sixties somewhere, this is why a tap was on the phone all of my life,
and there is a lot to the story of my dad and his diving, and the
treasure charts that he left to me, that I have no one to pass onto,
other than for a very ungrateful daughter.
Yes
sometimes, Jack McCoy, we both wish that all of them would go away,
and I don't feel all that cold and cruel in saying thistleweeds, or
THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! W---O---W!
The
night of Jerry and Sue and Mashell, at RPL, when my car was stolen,
in the RPL parking lot, is like many days and nights that I have been
forced to interact all over fifth dimensional fucking hyperspace. I
can feel it when it comes on as it hits like a freight fuckiGN cunt
train, even though others around me seem to be as insensitive to
these god dam fucking HALLS
FAWCES
as a corpse would be to a coroner's examinations and autopsy knife.
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