Keep F-ing With Them

we're done being slaves

CASHBACK?

Oh hell yes. Once again I got caught with my pants down at the Safeway check-out line. Probably just a misdemeanor if staff notices. I opened my wallet and there was no cash. When this happens, I sweat because I have no idea if my debit card will work. Is there still a bank? I just cross my fingers. It’s good to have a little change in your pocket. I like to feel money. On this exchange I selected the one cent amount.

A friend loaded my picture into Google’s Gemini AI and asked it what I’d look like as a god.

I told him to re-do it as a vagabonding homeless drug addict.

A little skinny, but still have some clothes and hair on my head, could use a shower—maybe. A beer would be nice to start the day. Who knows this could be a picture of me as the last human still alive. In the end I wipe those THINGS out and encounter a beautiful woman in a forest. We start the slow process of re-populating planet earth. THE END

I’m having dinner with him on Saturday night. I don’t know if I should go as a god or a vagabonding homeless person.

I made another distressed picture frame for another picture from Banack Montana. This is the hotel and they don’t make them like this anymore—Hotel Meade. The craftsmanship / carpentry is incredible.

How could they possibly build this without a Ryobi 6-1/2in. cordless 18V lithium battery charged skill saw? How did they do this with a contractual agreement that amounted to an exchange of $35.00 down payment and a handshake? Humans are clearly going backwards and you can thank the aliens and technology. As soon as Safeway stops asking you if you want cashback the end draweth nigh. Keep taking cashback. Go for six cents.

This is a filler post while I work on a spirit session called, The Supernatural Rocket Car—February 17, 2024. You are going to want to hear these sounds. In this session a supernatural rocket car races around my neighborhood before stopping directly in front of my house. The occupants get out for a few minutes and then get back into the rocket car and race off. A female spirit breaks our frequency and says, “They are listening to you.” What did I say to them? A kind of men in black vibe on this one.

We picked up two subscribers the other day boosting the number to 666, but before I could take a screen shot we lost two. Too slow Joe on my part. It could be another six months before I’ll get another chance. Nobody wants to be number 666. Maybe I’ll have a prize for number 666.

I’m putting in another order for bumper stickers.

A few of you will be receiving one in your mailbox unless you hit the unsubscribe me from the alien bumper sticker. Click HERE to unsubscribe.

Maybe I’ll put them on light poles outside of KOMO 4 News, KING 5 News, KIRO 7 News and Q13 News stations. They would also look really good on the back of a few city buses. And you know I love coincidence.

Be cool and F-them we won’t be their slave.