Behold! A chemtrail being laid freshly against crispy, clear blue skies and directly directly over our home! After noontime mass today, there were wispy clouds of triangular shape. Further, the skies were filled with these warm-bodied sky cleaners. They generated so much heat that a heatwave occurred during the Memorial weekend last week.
Anyway, this photo was taken with my replacement smartphone after losing the two-month old phone on Tuesday, three days ago. It might have popped outta the front pocket of mom’s handbag, or from my slippery slack pockets. The following day, Dad and I checked at the local grocery store prior to my eye check-up of 18 and 20 eye pressure and then rectory office prior to noontime mass.
Anyway, I took this photo after hosing down my dusty car. The crazy bitch living adjacent to us had her pathological episodes again about ten minutes prior to taking the photo. We had arrived home after noontime mass. We saw that she had the electric garage door opened and she was standing, looking at us drive into our garage as we closed our electric garage.
When Dad decided to haul the garbage and recycling bins from the streets and into our property, the crazy bitch came outta her garage and checked her mailbox. She deliberately held the white envelopes up in the air and then proceeded to intimidate me by taking my photo while I stood at our porch.
I got pissed and hollered crazy as a couple of young whitish humanz walked on the opposite sidewalk and westbound on MY drive. They smiled knowingly. I guess the word got around my neighbor ‘hood’. Huh.
Yeah, so I went in the straight line along my garage and saw that she held up her smartphone to take my photo. I wonder why Obama is still paying for her free cellphone. I scooted immediately to retrieve my phone to take her photo but she closed her garage.
I then got pissed and started to hose down my dusty car. I hosed down my car for five minutes. But her electric garage door is still closed. She came outta hiding and opened the shit after I stopped but continued to stare down in her direction and hosed Dad’s veggies growing out front. I saw that she stood within the perimeter of the opened garage.
I’m building up my thick skin slowly. I’m still having panic attacks. As per the recent thread on crystallized hockey pucks, one forum member suggested that the ‘hierarchy’ allowed such things to occur. So I’ll leave my fate up to ‘them’.
In the meantime, I’ll continue to us the dork’s concentric circle to boost this earthly realm. I’m pissed due to the negativity spewed forth by the mainstream ad nauseum news media, which tends to ‘reverse’ such things as good and nice towards bad and hiss.
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