20221221-1109. Today I took a couple of photos. In front of our house, there is a newly painted STOP pattern on MY Drive.
Photo one showed a spooky spook walking Westbound across MY wide stretch of Road, only to stop midway due to incoming traffic heading Southbound.
Photo two showed at least four orange cones with two horizontal white reflecting bands.
Y’all can afford to waste your time painting ONE section but NOT the other sections.
I’m telling y’all I-AM a targeted individual. But, no! Y’all have to pretend I-AM insane!
Where’s my wing gal? I have no wing gal to look out unto moi! I-AM alone!
Who will comfort unto moi! Nay, I-AM being betrayed!
20221221-1116. Oh, hark! The cones have disappeared! My elderly father reported that he saw the subcontractors painting since 0930am this morning! Oh well, this is intentional.
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!