Framing aliens

Alien art disclosure

“Mike, writing very, very doesn’t make it anymore very.”—Professor Imelda Cannon

“It does to me Professor Cannon.”—Mike Huggins

I’ve been receiving text messages from my Mac guy with a lot of creative swearing. He said he’s never seen a Mac this messed up before. I told him the FBI is really good at messing things up. He just sent me a text. It read, “I’M IN.” I replied, “Are we still talking computers?” No reply. He’s probably staring at CA. The Mac is fixed now he’s locked up.

Over my break I’ve been making frames and framing aliens for a future art show. It is springtime and there are always sidewalk art shows. My plan is to attach magnets on the bottom of my frames and then plunk them all over my car and sit off to the side and watch people’s reactions. Hopefully the news is there or someone calls them. I’ll call them. I’ll call 911 too. When 911 asks me what my emergency is I’ll say we have aliens down here on Front street. HURRY!

CA is a 18X24 and Kato is even bigger. I added a small picture at the bottom which is the actual Kato that you see in the enlarged version. I’m making another frame today, probably for MAGA alien ear girl or Hillary’s arm blown off at the satanic 911 memorial in 2016. The event where Hillary and Donald used the same secret service agents. Hillary has no reaction to getting her arm blown off. That is because this Hillary version is a malfunctioning cyborg and not a human or alien. They had a back up at Chelsea’s apartment.

In 2020 I went to Banack Montana. It’s a really cool ghost town. I took a picture of the Freemason building. What secrets were they hiding in 1865? Probably the same ones they are hiding today. The Freemason’s used the upper floor and underneath them was the local school.

I enlarged the photo to 11X14 and decided to build a distressed frame to match the incredibly faded siding on the building.

I had to have the glass cut for the CA frame at a frame shop. Boring frames. They all look the same—to me anyway. While waiting a woman came in with a 8X10 picture that looked like kindergarten art. She was an old woman just getting ready to leave to her other home in Hawaii. She selected her frame, selected museum glass and her total was $395.00. I shit my pants. She threw down her credit card and hoped it would be ready in three weeks when she returned. The cashier assured her it would be.

While on my break the Super Bowl came and went. I missed the game. Monday is trash pickup so I had to take the trash cans out onto the street. I did write a while back about the UFO dome building where they played the game in Las Vegas. I heard they had a UFO commercial too. That was probably better than the game.

Sony owned bitch boy Usher played at halftime. He probably had no choice. He was paid $10 million dollars. I believe that’s about what he had to pay two women for infecting them with herpes. Glad there was no equipment malfunction. Wouldn’t want that infected thing flying out. Did they zoom in on his new tattoo on his neck? I think it’s a pyramid with an all-seeing eye. He probably had no choice.

I heard alt personality and big time alien Trump supporter Juan O Savin went to the Antarctic to speak with the government there. I guess he was representing the United States. Did John Kerry get an invite? What clothes do you pack? There was a 1,000 seat round table. If each invite gets five minutes to talk it will take a month to get to number 962. What number was Juan?

I heard a Substack disappeared. That’s kind of creepy. The ultimate shadow ban. The ultimate computer glitch. Substack response, “Sorry. Start over.” I did once have a thought of posting on several blogs. Really junk up the internet. But the thought disappeared.

While on my break I climbed up a mountain so I could observe the battlefield. What I saw was humans using other humans as punching bags—still. In a week we will be four years into genocide #1. The parasitical, deceptive aliens love it. Keep beating on each other so we can create another genocide. I wonder if Juan believes in aliens now. I believe Antartica was the scene for the movie The Thing. How did John Carpenter know They Live? I did send him CA. I don’t know if he ever saw it. He didn’t reply. Nobody does. Not even Richard Dolan. Did you know there are UFO’s? We’ve been talking about them for 50+fucking years and THEY will be real happy if we continue talking UFO’s for another 50+fucking years.

While on break instead of writing at 3am I was in my hot-tub watching UFO’s. I was also running my recorder on my office window seal. Crazy shit recorded. So good I had to do it every day. One morning I get this idea. Can I stream my voice from my hot-tub into my office where my recorder is running. Waaaaay out there experiment. So, I attempted it. On the playback / review my voice isn’t there, but on the next day my voice comes through on the recorder while I’m in my hot-tub. I say, “Very, very.”

Now, I’m off like my girlfriend’s prom dress. We were in the backseat of my 1968 GTO. We never made it to the prom. God I’d love to have that car again. Maybe it’s waiting for me in heaven. If I’m good enough.

Peace

Text just came in from Mac guy. He said I can pick up my computer now. It’s floating in the Puget Sound. I replied, “It floats?” He’s very, very frustrated.