So I have to rant really bad right now, I have a tendency to bottle things up and then they explode so here goes the explosion. I broke My FUCKING back again this is the third Fucking time it has happened I am sick and tired of fucking dealing with pain. You go to the fucking doctor and they say well you have gone to the ER to many times and we think your druggie Fuck you I have my own addictions and I own them get off my back with you need to go to therapy well you know what I went to therapist and she fucked up my marriage and then turned around and sued me and my ex Vivien Tincher is the worst fucking therapist out there don't go to her. Now my Provider wants me to go to pain management which I can deal with but she started with the therapy thing and I said screw that I have no problem with physical therapy but you get a fucknut with a degree from Wayland Baptist university what the fuck is that?? I know Caveat emptor but still Uggggg.
That done.
We had a fire at the place that I am staying at we call it the compound. There is a house and abig garage/shop with a conex attached to it we all live together kind of like a commune with every body pitching in and we have RV and campers as well. Well the shop caught on fire and went up quick it was pretty horrific you feel the flames from 30 yards away. The mat-su fire dept responded with about 4 trucks, no body was hurt but all the stuff is gone we got most of the 4 wheelers out and bikes but still there stands a burnt out shop with all of tools gone. I guess Shiva was in a prime mood, eh? Yet we bugger on A little fire ain't gonna stop us.
Now for my reflections on the presidential race. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!
All of a sudden I feel like I am back in Andrew Jackson Days The field has gotten pretty close right now Trump is Trump just like Jackson rallied the people it's a machine a big big money fueled drug induced machine that will tear through America. Go ahead Build A wall you know what's gonna happen it becomes 1984 cameras are already everywhere we have no privacy so why not shell ourselves into a caldron of mixed up who haw do the purge. I still like the green mountain boy in the rub so we'll see how it a shakes out
Anyways gotta run they are kicking me out of the library right now so peace my brothers and sisters and word to your muthas. I am gonna go and try to write a song about something pleasant, like..........
