IT'S SUNDAY MORNING--PASS ME THAT LIME, COCONUT AND VODKA

"I'm shaking it boss."--Cool Hand Luke

I updated my Substack bio. It was weak. It wasn’t week it was a fortnight. Luckily nobody read it. I hope.

I changed it to read:

Madman ghost gardener, rebel writer, Supernatural experienced, Cosmic Universal Vagabond, Member of the 1,000,000 Ghost Club on my way to 2 million, Over 1,000 undiscovered published articles, International "almost" writing champion, 2nd place--boo--loser, Possible member of the untouchable club, (they haven't killed me yet), ALIEN, (you read that right), affiliated with no political party, no religious organization, no secret societies, no cults, no karate clubs and I don't drink coffee.

It was rejected. You only get 250 characters.

Madman ghost gardener, rebel writer, Supernatural experienced, Cosmic Universal Vagabond, Member of the 1,000,000 Ghost Club on my way to 2 million, Over 1,000 undiscovered published articles, International "almost" writing champion, 2nd place--boo--loser, Possible member of the untouchable club, (they haven't killed me yet), ALIEN, (you read that right), affiliated with no political party, no religious organization, no secret societies, no cults, no karate clubs and I don't drink coffee.

Tragic.

I have over 300 articles on Substack. I believe I’ve written on everything in my bio except coffee. I don’t know what to write about coffee. Every morning my neighbor goes to Starbucks for coffee. Being a good Karen, I see him walking around outside with a Starbucks paper cup in his hand. He climbed Mt. Everest with no sherpas. His team of Russians set their own lines. All five of them made it up and down with a Starbucks coffee cup in their hand. THE END

Check off coffee.

Should I have mentioned I worked for the government for 23 years as a transit operator in one of the worst crime ridden cities in the United States of the WEF? And, that they terminated me for failing to participate in a medical experiment that they were promoting as safe, which exposed them all as captured agents of a foreign entity making them all traitors. I don’t know.

At the start of the plandemic King County Metro called me a hero. What’s your definition of a hero? I bet it isn’t a bus driver. Mine either. I’m dangling off the side of a cliff. One hundred and fifty feet below is the ocean, rocks, and sharks. Suddenly, I see someone slide over the edge above. A few rocks bounce off my head. I don’t complain. This person has no rope, no special equipment and he climbs down next to me. “Climb on my back.” I climb on to the back of this guy who is about 5’3” and 120lbs and he safely carries me up to the top of the cliff. HERO.

My last ride, my last trip I was driving the route 271/15. Issaquah to the University of Washington. Picture below shows my bus at the Bellevue Transit Center.

I returned the bus back to the base and walked out for the last time emotionless. As I exited the door a female spirit voice said, “This will work out better for you.” Of course it will. I don’t have the bullshit CV19 vaxx unknown and untested ingredient’s flowing through my veins. I suspected she meant something more than that like hanging out with my granddaughter in my garden all summer listening to Harry Nilsson.

And drinking cheap wine in the garden.

While painting the fountain and plunking it in the middle of one of the raised beds. Why not.

Don’t drink this while gardening. Use it to clean off oil stains in your driveway or as rust removal.

I never remove rust. I like it.

JFK rose bush is the white one on the far right.

I have another president in there too. Abe Lincoln is back far left? I have to keep those two separated. There’s a Barbara Bush rose—don’t want it. There isn’t a Jackie O but there is a Marilyn Monroe that I am considering placing next to the JFK rose. There’s also a Brigitte Bardot rose.

Any connections to JFK? I could place her rose behind his. As a madman ghost gardener, I think you can see where I’m going with this.

Donald Trump scheduled to surrender to the deep state tomorrow or Tuesday for another round of fabricated charges against him. Clif High just published a well written, entertaining article in support of Trump surrendering.

When he turned over the presidency to an illegally unelected person was that also a form of surrender? Clif admits he will lose in court, but believes seeds of doubt will be planted and the courts will be swamped with lawsuits that will also find themselves on the losing side. Clif writes: We, the populace, is taking back our language. Non-compliance with redefinition works.

 I’d rather see him do something different.

Isn’t a fuck you finger a strong message of non-compliance showing leadership and a complete lack of respect towards your enemy? Don’t comply. Don’t respond back to their charges. Don’t recognize them as having any power or control. They are dead and we’ll never name a rose after them unless it’s the FU rose.