August 2023

Camping out here at the library. The weather is forecast to hit 102 degrees today. My apartment is not a good place to be riding out this kind of heat storm. I'll jot a few things down. Maybe I'll watch some YouTube video. There is a long list of things I should be doing but I have lost the will to live, temporarily. I'll rekindle the spark again, but not today.

I have a friend I like to visit on Mondays at the convenience store he works. His wife died one year ago today from a mysterious illness. I wrote about it. She started bleeding internally and the doctors were unable to save her. She was young. I think the vaccine got her. There seems to be a lot of that going around. I sure as hell won't be getting any more of them.

I didn't feel up to do much of anything today. I am worried about things, but that isn't anything new.

I was legally divorced 33 years ago today. It doesn't really matter in the grand scope of things, but my life changed because of it and in some ways, not for the better. Today is also a day of importance. One year ago today, a man I dealt cards to at the casino hung himself. He left behind a wife and three children. He was a good player. He wasn't afraid to put the chips out there. He could make $1,500.00 on a decent day. On a good day he could make more. Cards were not the poison that did him in. It was the slots. He played them day and night. I watched him playing in the Observation Room two days before he killed himself. It was obvious he was in trouble. I don't know what I could have said or done. I was locked in my room watching CCTV cameras. A telephone call to the slot department would have done no good. Anyone who even thought of telling a player who was blowing the kind of money this guy was burning through would have been fired on the spot. The casino can make all the excuses they want. They have their legal asses covered. They knew he needed help and by law, they are required to give it. That is, if they know he needed it. They can deny this. The casino business is a scum enterprise from top to bottom. These people might as well be selling crack cocaine.

I have no regrets I walked away. I failed to put a chunk of cash away first. I have plans to keep solvent. If I have to get a part time job to make ends meet, I will.

God Bless America.

68 years old today. I never thought I was going to make it this far. No time to rest on my laurels.
I have none. All I can say is, "now it begins." I'm tired. It isn't going to be a cake walk from here on out.

This turd woke up this morning and decided to threaten law enforcement with a firearm. Genius at work.
Same goes for the loud bitch shooting her mouth off.

Obfuscate: verb (used with object),ob·fus·cat·ed, ob·fus·cat·ing. to confuse, bewilder, or stupefy. to make obscure or unclear: to obfuscate a problem with extraneous information.

So this how the children of Chicago behave? They aren't doing anything out of the ordinary. They certainly aren't looting. The mayor talks about "dynamics" and "obfuscating" the situation. He throws around big words so this proves he is right and the rest of us are mistaken. We aren't witnessing a riot. We are watching children frolicking in innocent behavior. Isn't that special?

Hey Mayor Johnson. The next time this happens, and it will because you just gave the green light to every thug and scumbag within a 100 mile radius of Chicago to come to the city and ransack it, go to the store and engage these beautiful kids. You can unbuckle your pants and bend over. They can gather around and run a train on your ass.

I can not stand watching this shit any longer. I'm sick of the Biden bullshit. I have had enough of Trump's whining. I will find out sooner or later if Biden is held accountable for his graft. I will learn sooner or later if Trump will be held accountable for something.

It has been so hot I have not been able to focus on writing or practicing my harmonica. I have not been training. I am lazy and weak. I turn 68 tomorrow. Time to get down to the business of living. I earned this time. I paid for it with blood. I owe it to myself to make good on the efforts made to get to this place at this time. The world will continue to turn and orbit the Sun. If it ceases to do this, I will find out sooner or later. Time to take my mind off the grid. I have a life to live and it doesn't include listening to this foolishness any longer. I am done.

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I can take good pictures. I need to do more of this.

This picture reminds me of the scene in the 007 movie "Goldfinger". Bond is strapped to a table and a lazer beam is slowly working it's way to his nuts. That is what the July heat wave brought us. Relentless heat cooking our genitals.

You want to come after me Trump? Bring it. Everyone thinks you are supposed to get special treatment because you are an ex-President. I think otherwise. You should be held to a higher standard of conduct than the rest of his common folk. You are a bully and a coward. I'm calling you out; Muay Thai. Global Rules. Three Rounds.

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Never Forget.

Sitting at the library cooling off. Sure beats sitting at home at the moment. The Management Company who is supposed to be taking care of the maintenance are stroking it. I don't know why the landlord puts up with it. I asked them to fix my overhead fan in the living room two weeks ago and they blew me off. I told them about a leak coming through the ceiling 18 months ago and they blew that off too. This place I have is affordable and it is comfortable. I love the location. It isn't perfect. I will put up with this shit for the time being. If I can snag a piece of the Mega Millions lottery this coming Saturday night, I'll pull stakes.

Hello August!