GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER
96
After
a warm up to middle spring-like conditions here in town for a while,
a new cold snap will be working its way here and stay around for a
good week, or so says the local area meteorologists; folks.
There
were no major harassment's to discuss today, just little minor
bullshit stuff, and to quote my late dad, “Don't sweat the small
shit”, so I don't. Now big shit, for thirty solid ass years; hey
people; that's a whole other ballgame!!!
OH
PAULA, IWALU NO MATTER WHAT YOU DID!!!!
FEBRUARY
5, 2016,
FRIDAY
NIGHT AT 8:19,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 63 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-/L-).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 65%, FEELING LIKE 62.
WIND
IS N AT 5, GUSTING HARD TO 30.
TOTAL
RAIN TODAY IN CENTI-INCHES--15.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2016
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
Yes
folks, I wish to quickly discuss The great
PINK-GODDESS of STAR TREK. Gee, just what is going on,
Paula King? I had a major powerful dream, back early this millennium,
ladies and gentlemen; that she had miscarried our younger daughter
Patty-Paula King Junior, or ('PEE') as she likes being called, in a
parallel universe; where she did not get birth scrubbed by
Mother-Nature. I like calling her 'PEEJ', but since PEE hates that, I
just call her PEE as she wishes. We lived in the Egg Harbor
City Roundhouse Manor, that over here in this waking world, is a
museum, and is also where my pal from Jersey, and my Cifaloglio
coworker, Mister Roy Carl Weiler Senior; is the museum's curator.
That is until the day that I found myself in lots of trouble for
trying to blackmail the governor of th estate in this 'dream' that
was more real than anything over here in this waking place. Instead
of paying off for my sitting on the governor's secret of being a bit
light in the loafers, I was caught off guard in a wooded area by
state police, and then one of them rolled up on the call as I
realized the situation that I was in and tried to make a run into the
deep woods. I was shot in the back and died. I woke up here of
course, and left PEE fatherless. This is when she flipped out and
almost killed several state troopers and was sentenced to the locally
area famous Harborfields Detention Center, which by the way is only a
mile from the Roundhouse Manor Estate, or the Roundhouse Museum here
in this waking world sideband dimension of hyperspace, referenced to
the place over there where I was 'dreaming' from. So just how did
this entire mess really all get started, PEE, Paula King Senior,
Atlantic City, hyperspace traveling, my blogs, having the ESS
revealed to me, my August 15, 1986 living nightmare Huntington Curse,
Real Good NASA Curly Girls, and a zillion other mother fuckiGN wild
and outlandishly inconceivable items? Well, does anyone have a spare
decade or so to just sit around reading my shit, YO? Of course not,
so let's forget Terry Egghead from the great Jersey harbors and her
way of writing literature, and just continue down the road of
Morianity Boulevard, as it is, YO BRAH!
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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Richard M. Harrell, MD Richard M. Harrell, MD
Specialties:
Endocrinology
Office Locations
Primary Address
1150 N. 35 Avenue
Suite 200
Hollywood,FL 33021
Suite 200
Hollywood,FL 33021
Tel: 954-265-0000
Fax: 954-893-6347
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900 Glades Road
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Boca Raton,FL 33421
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Boca Raton,FL 33421
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Biographical Sketch
Medical and Imaging
Director, Memorial Center for Integrative Endocrine Surgery
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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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.
Links to video, media, testimonials
- Memorial Cancer Center for Integrative Endocrine Surgery
Memorial Center for Integrative Endocrine Surgery is dedicated to the treatment of hyperparathyroidism, thyroid cancer and adrenal tumors.
Gender
Male
Male
Type of
Doctor
Endocrine Surgery
Endocrine Surgery
Professional Highlights
Awards and honors
- Phi Beta Kappa
- Atlantic Coast Conference Honor Society
- Alpha Omega Alpha
- Morehead Fellowship in Medicine
- Fellow of King’s Fund College, London
- National Institutes of Health Research Service Award
- Career Development Award
Professional
organizations
- American Association of Clinical Endocrinologists
- Broward County Medical Society
- American Medical Association
- ECNU Teaching Faculty
- AACE Diabetes Council
- American College of Endocrinology, Board of Trustees, Executive Committee
Recent publications
- “Optimization of Minimally Invasive Radio-Guided Parathyroidectomy: The Importance of Neck Ultrasonography and Intraoperative Parathyroid Hormone Assay,” Endodrine Practice, 2008
- “Glycostator: A Novel Technology to Summarize Blood Glucose Control in Patients with Diabetes Mellitus,” Endocrine Practice, 2008
Education and Fellowships
- Fellowship: Duke University Hospital, 1985
- Residency: University Of Minnesota, 1980
- Professional Education: University Of North Carolina, 1979
Certifications
- American Board Of Internal Medicine - Internal Medicine
- American Board Of Internal Medicine – Endocrinology
WANNA'
BIG LAUGH? GO TO HOLD THE MAYO!!!
Support
group for anxiety sufferers.
SOME
WORDS from parallel universes:
PRISH-----someone
who gives responses to things said to them, that make little to no
sense based on what was originally said. Prishy conversation, or he's
a real prish.
ARDANON-----someone
who is not appreciated no matter what they ever do.
QUELZAFRUKE-----Someone
who General Patton and my cousin Donald would have nothing but
disrespect for. They lose and laugh about it.
This
is the same parallel universe where I was just last night, and still
living in Atco, New Jersey on Norris Avenue where instead of houses
along the one side of the road, it is a large trailer park. Instead
of saying seventeen, people there say sevteenteen, and instead of
saying trick or treat, they say tricky teet teet. I don't know why
things are the way they are, but I do know this mother fuckign much
my kind friends and fiends out there, whoever and wherever you all
are: If this was as weird as shit got, I would be sipping on pink
lemonade and driving a brand new Caddy and living in style somewhere
nice out in the mother fuckign goddess dam keys and trading horror
woman stories with the great Jimmy fucking
Buffet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT,
I promise you.
Here
is what happened on 09-27-2014, in the late afternoon after the
cleaning lady left. I went into the kitchen and immediately
discovered that my pills had been cleverly stolen. I have been on two
different medications for lowering blood pressure for quite a while,
under the care of Doctor Jay Schorr. He never canceled them, and the
insurance company would call and tell me to pick up a prescription at
my local pharmacy, Wallgreens. Naturally I took one or the other and
not both, but still, they piled up for a little while. I didn't think
it was my place to question a doctor, and just picked up stuff that I
was told to get, and use whatever he said to use. So there was a
stock piling of some of the blood pressure and water retention
medication. These containers were carefully counted out and the date
of next refill carefully matched, by these thieves, so that I would
have just enough, and they only took the 80% surplus of the pills in
these two bottles. She also took cans of pink salmon, Manhattan Clam
Chowder soup cans, and a few other canned food from the cabinet next
to the one where my meds are kept. She was going in and out so many
times it was ridiculous, telling me I did nit have the right cleaning
stuff or enough of it, when I did, and had plenty left from what she
had used the last time she cleaned in here, and it was bought by me
at local dollar store cleaning areas, exactly what she told me to
get, I even had a list, and had the manager of the store a year back,
help me with this, I also gave her what I had left in change in a
jar, around a buck thirty, towards all this nonsense. I do not ever
keep cash, I have a checking account and a debit card, what else do
honest law abiding people need, Sheriff Mascara of Saint Lucie
County? All I ever do all my life is try to follow and obey the law
and get along, and all I ever get is raped, robbed, beat up, and
assaulted in many various ways since getting out of school and
entering this so-called great wonderful adult life, early in the
nineteen mother fuckiGN seventies. Later on I ran into Stanley from
next door and we got talking, and I told him that shit went missing
earlier in the day while having my apartment cleaned, but I cannot
accuse anyone, as it could have been anyone, her, the guy he talks to
across from me who causes me trouble, James, or even anyone walking
down the hall and letting themselves in. I was not in a position to
be facing the door, and would not see who violated me. When you do
not see it, you cannot accuse, but all odds are it was James or the
cleaning lady or both, as they both were going in and out of his
apartment a lot, during the cleaning. But I want to make the point
that I never accused HER, or JAMES, but merely told Stanley the
circumstances that happened. He then said to me, “It had to be her,
James wouldn't do that, he would never walk into your apartment, she
was in there, it speaks for itself”. I just nodded my head. But
later, the backstabber told her that I HAD CALLED HER A THIEF, so he
likes to generate troubles for me, and I no longer trust or like the
son of a bitch. Hurting me is one thing, but I have not time for evil
rotten fuckiGN back stabbing type of people who maliciously wait for
you to have a problem, and then try intentionally to worsen that
problem for you. These kind of folks should literally be burned
slowly in oil.
So
the next thing I know, a knock at my door comes, and it is the
cleaning lady, telling me off. With her, is that weird tall crippled
girl that has nothing better to do with her time than sit around with
the rest of the Lenny/Ed L&O Bobby Sabo roaches, on the ground
floor social gathering areas. She did not come all the way to my
apartment but was somewhere around the next unit down where Stanley
lives and maybe just further away beyond that, and they were talking
trash about me, the one who got the crime committed against him, but
you know how this works, MARK THE BAD GUY.
She did just what I knew she would do; she demanded to come in just
far enough so we could talk in private and have the door to the
apartment closed. Then she read me the riot act and told me she
didn;t need her reputation tarnished, and went on and on, and then
demanded I show her the pills that were stolen, or the bottles. This
is because she already knew that logic was on her side, as they now
had the perfect amount of pills inside them, as remember, I told you
how they only stole the surplus amounts in two different bottles.
This is why I know a few cases in the Judge-Judy TV show are wrong,
and that the great never wrong Judy is indeed wrong on some cases,
because people are humans with weird habits, and things happen such
as with this, and if she had her way, and I had allowed her to see my
two pill bottles that now contained just the right amount of these
pills in each one, who would win the debate, or a court case, or
anything, and I had already figured this out and knew she was going
to use this if this came to a head, and of course it did, after
Stanley caused me the trouble and lied and opened his big mouth up
telling the story of what we privately talked about, all out of order
and context. I can always totally fucking depend on these things. So
she is in my kitchen, and demands to see my pill bottles, and I told
her they are hidden away and I don't want to reveal where, and that I
don't want you up in my cabinets as she by that time had opened them.
After being balled out and scolded some more, I finally was rid of
her. As she left, she still wanted her pay that we agreed on, and
called me a liar, as she was
supposed to get that money Friday the 27th
of September, oh wait a minute, now I am remembering shit all better.
She was supposed to get it when my disability money on October
3, came in. So when she did not, she came up at half past five or a
tad later that evening, on Friday. I told her I am as good as my
word, quote, and that she'll be paid, but was hoping to shame this
evil witch a little. But as with all of OTAMM and Satan's army, they
do not shame, they are evil drug addict no good system using bums
that if you turn your back on, just like THAT-FAMILY and so many of
its branches up north, will steal you blinder than ten Stevie
Wonder's all put together, and say you did it and you're the bad guy,
without throwing any fish or buying any ?Progressive Insurance from
gorgeous lovely FLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You see, this was a major
catastrophe for me, so I put a lot of shit other than for basic
things about it, out of my mind, a very great survival technique and
tool that I have learned to employ ever since March of 1971 with
Strong-Girl-Venka in my art room at school. You only take blocked
shit out of the hidden area of your mind, when you absolutely must
call on it for whatever the reasons. I call this the Venka Strong
Girl Syndrome or for short, the VSG Syndrome. It isn't too pretty,
and involves me being sexually molested by that child perv when I was
15 years old, at the home now owned by the great Atlantic City Water
Company and Sarah Callio and Jim McGettigan, and all the evil
bastards who all these decades have been and still are, trying to
wipe me out and obliterate me, an innocent person who never did
fuckiGN squat to them. You missed me Miss Bitch-ass Jane Dirtbag
Fonda Crud. TEE HEE HEE Lilly Munster Shipyards Andrews!!!!
SOMEONE
HAS SUPER FUCKING HACKED ME IN MICROSUCKS. THEY SAY THIS WON'T
PROPERLY SAVE, SO I WILL COPY IT ALL FROM A WEBSITE I POST IT TO
UNDER A HACKING BLOG NUMBER TITLE. THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY TO SKIN A
FUCKING CUNT EVIL CAT, OR PERSON IN THIS CASE. LONG AGO, THE SKINNING
CATS EXPRESSION, HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH SKINNING CATS, BY THE WAY,
FOR THE CAT LOVERS OF THE WORLD WHO DID NOT KNOW THIS, AND I HAVE
ZERO SPARE TIME RIGHT NOW TO EXPLAIN IT TO YOU.
NOW
I'll DISCARD THIS DOCUMENT ONCE I PASTE IT TO THE PAGE I JUST NOW
BEGAN, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION!!!!
I
NEED MAJOR HELP, ATTORNEY GENERAL PAM BONDI, OK, OK, OK, OK,
OK??????????
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