To think about time. Two months left. Been talkin' about it to the mullethead. 'It' commented, it was less than a school quarter. Less time than summer vacation. 61 days. Less than 9 weeks. Still, it seems like forever when you consider it somewhat of a prison sentence, even though it was voluntary. On the other hand, I feel like the sun is not just yet touchin' the horizon. If my time here were a day, I feel like it was a half hour before it did. . .when standin' on the seashore, overlookin' the water. I think in a week or so I will feel it is on the verge.
I wonder what the news will be like. Stock futures are on a downward trend, Ron Paul is slayin' everyone in the debates, corruption is bein' exposed left and right, and the exposers are gettin' beat up and thrown in jail, and I ask again:
HOW CAN YOU ASSHOLE HEADS OF STATE, POLITICIANS, ISRAEL, CATHOLIC CHURCH, ALPHABET SOUPERS. . .ETC., JUSTIFY YOURSELVES??????????????? Uh, the list should include pharma companies, and all the other evil corporations that are destroyin' the planet and the people for short term profits. Well, of course they're destroyin' themselves and their worthless progeny too, but they can't seem to care.
Then again, maybe I shouldn't care either. After all, in 2 months I am GONE, and NEVER comin' back. I am also definitely retirin', completely and totally. All the way.
Now to make breakfast. It's gonna be an Italian style set of spiced Crimini mushrooms in olive oil over baked potatoes.
Hey! Beats hashed browns, huh?
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