You know all that traffic shit you don’t want to bother with?
They bother with it for ya.
Tip them well.
Tonight I will make more than any of these.
I will bring home one of these tonight. Odds are it will be at least $40. Tomorrow, same or more.
This is slow season earnings.
Plus these are not prime shifts.
All my shifts next week are prime. I will make more.
Once football and winter come? Yee haw.
You cops are crazy.
The ancient martial ways still are relevant.
It was Finland but there was an attack similar in Switzerland last year about this time.
See we live in medieval times.
I know you most likely feel all advanced technologically and socially.
But it is still medieval times.
You wanna know why I was able to go right back out and drive?
Every time I leave house, I know I may not come back.
I try to see everything. That is impossible. So I go slow as possible.
That saved me last time, other times, many times.
I can go fast. I am as fast as anyone, or faster.
But speed is not always a factor, sometimes. It is more timing than speed.
Y’all are dangerous.
Who you suppose is most dangerous of ya?
Are there tiers?
Or all you all equally dangerous?
For one thing, my boss gave me three closing shifts and two long midnight departure shifts, Z money.
Another, runs down tonight but tips per run high tonight.
But the luck I need most applies Wednesday.
Well actually it applies until at least Wednesday.
See the government and their paper are dangerous.
I will probably need it after Wednesday.
I know how Government works.
See the paper is all screwed up.
It is Government paper.
Government paper is bad.
Government people are the most dangerous people on Earth.
I have orders.
In plain words, I have been tasked with something.
I don’t want the job.
But it is my job.
Maybe I will tell you about it sometime.
Otherwise you will never know….
I have to go to a place most dangerous to me.
It is kind of funny.
I will go.
If I told you where I was going that is so dangerous, you may laugh too.
It is so ironic my life.
Best word for it.
Cleaning up and going shortly.
Be back in a hour or so, most likely.
See for most of you, this task would be pretty easy.
For me, hahahahaha.
But some may be hesitant to go also.
I am to get paper basically.
Wish me luck.
I made it back. I got my papers.
But guess what? I found out right before I left that the trip was more dangerous than I thought.
The people I had to go see?
They are government employees.
Very dangerous people.
All known US nuclear weapons but one were designed by national lab.
Do you know who made the only other?
When I get back to work, I will continue telling them how I may be a terminator.
The $60 I put in checking today is going to buy two tickets to see USWNT in September with my niece.
I gonna call and buy them right now.
Thing is, see, I will make a fair amount of Z money anight. I will bring most of it home with me too.
Don’t tell anybody.
See, I will do that each of the next five nights for sure.
You know what that means?
It means I will have to go back to the bank and drop off more of Z money.
I may drop some cash on a range session.
I have become disillusioned on indoor ranges. But there is a new one in Warren County I was keen on trying before I really became disillusioned over indoor ranges.
I may give them a shot. Indoor ranges suck mostly but they do offer some good things.
But I prefer being outside and alone.
I can trust me.
At a range, God only knows who is handling guns around me.
Oh you are a woman.
Write me an essay. Write it on whatever you like.
If you look closely enough, you will find Tokyo is gonna build a device that harvests stray microwaves and converts them into an electrical signal and remotely charges cell phones.
But military, Deep State military has had such tech for decades.
Police are getting it now too, some and more and more.
Life scars are bodies, our minds, and our spirits.
And probably our souls sometimes too.
My body, my mind and my spirit?
To the point, providence.
God has a plan.
He cracked me upside the head recently.
He did it because I needed to be reminded of something.
Nobody at work thought I would make it back today.
They were shocked to see me.
They are still learning about me….
I have been shocked, didn’t die.
I have had car parts fly through air and hit me in head, didn’t die.
A car ran over my foot once, didn’t hurt me.
I can’t be a terminator though.
Tomorrow I have to contact insurance company and most likely find an attorney.
This accident is mostly on the drunk lady, obviously and the cop for not putting any warnings up at all and not illuminating that car!
Tomorrow I will also work more on my car. I pulled fender out some today. The fender plastic in wheel well was contacting tire. But I have stopped that.
Once I get mirror more securely attached or replaced and install a new signal light and “red tape” my car will be ready to go again.
I was able to drive it home, and today she did fine on a limited road test.
I just mostly have to beat these citations. Nobody could have seen that car there!
It is obvious many there came prepared to fight.
It looked like Jerry Springer on steroids.
Watch the videos?
Don’t worry. I T2.
I really had a case of bad luck tonight.
I had a case of good luck too.
I ain’t dead.
I could be all mad.
I ain’t though.
What is God telling me?
You think God is saying I am like a terminator?
Skin on some mechanical chassis?
I don’t think God is saying that.
I ain’t completely sure though.
That is quite a feat taking a flying car mirror off your face in a moving vehicle. I am “lucky.”