Cows on Bridge Street Riverside County California

Cows looking at me taking a picture of the spotted posts.

Alligator Lizard live show NOW. Subject to change without notice.

Sleep

Sleep Your Way Between San Francisco And Los Angeles on a SleepBus

http://www.travelandleisure.com/trip-ideas/sleep-bus-san-francisco-los-angeles

SleepBus will provide mobile sleeping pods for the homeless

http://www.gizmag.com/sleepbus/42210/

Nnnyeah what's up doc...

39 years ago

Cheap Trick - Downed

Smoke from a Distant Fire, Sanford Townsend Band

New job

Been getting used to my new surroundings last week.  Interesting how ordinary and familiar it seems.  I like it.  I've also found myself re-examining past circumstances, choices, and people I've known.  Strange how it happens like a movie.  Some odd memory plays out in the mind and there is a new perspective.  I don't know what it is known as when this happens but I think it is part of the learning process. the aging process. Distance from some people makes you like them less, and some you like more.

reminders

The first guy reminds me of Michelangelo's David, but anyway I thought this would be a good visual for a modern day food gathering sack. Lunch bag, or reusable grocery sack.

Air Show today

Little blonde dogs along the road

I'm going to use this image on my recyclable grocery bags

SLA goodie bag 

Hurry While Supplies last

Lake Elsinore California

Gazebo has gone to the birds.  White birds.   The kind that get released at a wedding and other ill conceived celebratory feature.  The Gazebo has caution tape around it. To warn visitors they will be crapped on by a gang of angry release doves that went rogue.  There is a giant pile of bird poop on the floor.  The birds hide inside the rafters you can hear them cooing.  Until....splat.

New job orientation took me to Lake Elsinore today.  An interesting little park but the pile of bird poo was the greatest part of the detour.

MURRIETA: Woman says man who shot at her was ‘excited and exhilarated'

http://www.pe.com/articles/allen-799813-dement-friend.html

seemingly

I worked there 8 years.  What I liked about the job was buried too deep to recover.  Left behind for social engineers to pay consultants to study.  Piece together the findings of a lost civilization. Going back to a place where there is a vivid memory.  Once the landscape has changed there is no recreating the time the space the feeling.  The change in awareness makes it impossible to not know.  With new understanding comes new sensations.  You can't hold onto both at the same time.  The places the imagination can create.  The complexity each moment carries comes without enough time to allow the development of certainty.  Not stopping long enough to get used to.  Familiar. Thick. Crux.  The place in a wound that is the center of a scar.

My most memorable memory at that job.  I don't recall any details of that day other than:  I was cashiering.  A long line of customers.  Barely enough time to look up and see who I was helping.  A guy with a face tattoo on his left forearm.  I asked is that Jesus?  He didn't answer with words.  So I looked into his eyes.  He smiled with a surprised look on his face, surprised that I knew.  I said Catholics honor the Holy Face.  Now I've heard of people claiming to see auras and colors coming off people.  What I saw surrounding this guy didn't fit not one description I've ever heard.  Colorless like the ripples of heat on a hot surface.  There was a discernible warmth in his presence.  Perfectly balanced male energy.  A rare gem. A faith renewing experience.

HowToBasic

How To Repair a Door

 

out of thee hat

I have four. 

I must be lucky

mental illness on a Sunday morning...continued:

I saw the guy parked in my neighborhood talking to a man.  (The guy was the guy who chased me on Sunday morning, because he thought his girlfriend was in my car.) When I drove by they started pointing at my car.  I had to sit at the stop sign to wait for a break in traffic.  I observed their behavior through my mirror.  He recognized my vehicle after I drove by because I'm sure he had my license plate memorized.  The good thing is he didn't follow me.

It is impossible to know what effect your presence has on another person.  This guy was insane about his girlfriend.   How I got juxtaposed into their reality is unknown.  When a couple pushes each other to the brink of insanity it can become dangerous.  He chased me thinking I had his girlfriend in my car.  I was scared thinking some strange car driving around my neighborhood slowly at 2:00 A.M. was looking to victimize someone, anyone.  I was on my way to work.

Neither of us knew what the other person was thinking.  Fortunately no one was injured with the high amount of reckless and dangerous maneuvering.  The yellow caution signs along the roadway couldn't have prevented this from escalating.  Posted speed limits, the call boxes, the reflective painted lines, the concrete highway divider; all the precautionary safety devices.  When a person has no way of doing a reality check things can get murky.  To the other drivers on the roadway we probably looked like street racers playing chicken.  To the police officers who took the report I probably sounded like I was a delusional old woman being chased by an imagining masher.

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aboqe Text Flip

http://fsymbols.com/generators/aboqe-flip/

Storytelling and posting it upside down

  ˙ǝıl ǝɥʇ slɐǝʌǝɹ ɥʇnɹʇ ǝɥ⊥  ˙ɥʇnɹʇ ǝɥʇ pɹɐnƃ sǝıl ǝɥ⊥  ˙lnɟıʇnɐǝq sı uoıʇdǝɔǝp ǝɥ⊥  ˙pǝʇdǝɔɔɐ ǝq oʇ sʇuɐʍ ʎlǝʇɐɹǝdsǝp oɥʍ ǝuo ǝɥʇ uo ʎʇıd ǝʞɐ⊥


˙ǝǝs oʇ sǝʎǝ ɹno ɹoɟ pǝɹ sʍolɟ poolq uǝɥʍ pǝʇɐʌıʇɔɐ sı ʇɐɥʇ uıɐɹq ǝɥʇ uı ʇɹɐd ǝʌıʇıɯıɹd ɐ s,ʇI ˙uıʞs ǝɥʇ ɹǝpun pǝuıɐʇuoɔ sı ʇı ǝlıɥʍ ɯǝʇsʎs ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ ƃuıʌoɯ poolq ǝɥʇ 'ʎpoq ǝɥʇ ɟo ƃuıʞɹoʍ lɐuɹǝʇuı ǝɥʇ oʇ ʇɥƃnoɥʇ ʎuɐ sǝʌıƃ oɥM  ˙ɥsınƃuıʇsıp oʇ ʎsɐǝ ʇou ǝɔuǝnlɟuı ǝʌıʇɔnpǝs ∀  ˙pǝɹʇɐɥ ʎq pǝʇɐǝɹɔ ʎƃɹǝuǝ ǝɥʇ ǝʇɐdıssıp ʇ,usǝop ʇǝǝʍs ɯǝɥʇ dǝǝʞ puɐ sʇɥƃnoɥʇ ɹnoʎ pɹɐnƃ o⊥  ˙sƃuıǝq uɐɯnɥ llɐ uı sllǝʍp ʇɐɥʇ ʎƃɹǝuǝ pǝsnun ǝɥʇ ǝzıɯıʇɔıʌ oʇ ƃuıʇıɐʍ sı ʇI  ˙ʎƃɹǝuǝ ɹoɟ uo spǝǝɟ ʇı sʇıɐɹʇ uɐɯnɥ ǝɥʇ ɹǝƃuɐ ǝɥʇ 'pǝɹʇɐɥ ǝɥʇ 'ǝƃɐɹ ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝllıɟ sı ʇI  ˙ǝɟıl oʇ sǝɯoɔ ʇɐoɔ ssǝlǝɟıl ǝɥ⊥  ˙pǝɹʇɐɥ sı ʇI  ˙ǝƃɐɹ sı ʇI  ˙ʇɐoɔ ǝɥʇ pǝllıɟ ʇɐɥʇ ɹıɐ ʇ,usı ʇı ʇɥƃnoɥʇ ǝɥʇ ɥʇıʍ pǝɯlǝɥʍɹǝʌo sı puıɯ ʎW  ˙ɔıuɐd oʇ ǝɔuɐɥɔ ǝɥʇ ǝʌɐɥ I ǝɹoɟǝq ˙ǝɥʇɐǝɹq oʇ ʎpoq ʎɯ puıɯǝɹ oʇ sǝʞɐʇ ʇı uoıʇɐɹʇuǝɔuoɔ ǝɥ⊥   ˙ƃuıʞɹoʍ doʇs plnoɔ sƃunl ʎɯ ǝʞı⅂  ˙ƃuıɥʇɐǝɹq ʎɯ ɟo ǝɹɐʍɐ ʎlǝʇǝldɯoɔ ʍoɹƃ I 'ʇsǝɥɔ ʎɯ uı ssǝuıʌɐǝɥ ǝɥ⊥  ˙sʇuǝɹɹnɔ ɹıɐ ǝlqısıʌuı ɯoɹɟ ʎɐʍɐ pǝɹɹɐɾ sı ʇɥƃnoɥʇ ʇxǝu ʎW  ˙ǝʇɐlɟuı oʇ ʇǝʞɔɐɾ ɹǝɥʇɐǝl ʎʌɐǝɥ ɐ ǝq oʇ pǝɹɐǝddɐ ʇɐɥʍ ǝsnɐɔ oʇ ɹıɐ ɟo ʇsnƃ lnɟǝɔɹoɟ ʇɔǝɹıp ɐ ɟo sǝɔuɐɥɔ ǝɥʇ ʇnoqɐ pǝɹǝpuoʍ puıɯ ʎW  ˙sǝʇɐlɟǝp ʎlʞɔınb ʇI  ˙ǝdɐɥs ǝʞıl uɐɯnɥ sʇı ʎq pǝlʇɹɐʇs ɯ,I  ˙ǝʇɐƃıʇsǝʌuı puɐ doʇs oʇ uosɐǝɹ ǝlqɐıɟıʇsnɾ oN  ˙ʎɐʍpɐoɹ ǝɥʇ oʇ ʞɔɐq s,ʇı ɥʇıʍ ɹǝʌo pǝdɯnls uosɹǝd ɐ ǝq oʇ sɹɐǝddɐ ǝdɐɥs ǝɥʇ 'ʇuǝɯǝʌoɯ ppo puɐ ʞɔınb ɐ uI  ˙uoollɐq ɐ ǝʞıl llıɟ oʇ ʇı sǝsnɐɔ puɐ ʇɐoɔ ǝɥʇ ɹǝpun pǝʇɟɐɹp dn ɹıɐ ɟo ʍollıq ɐ ǝʞıl sʞool ʇI  ˙ǝƃuɐɹʇs ɯǝǝs ʇ,usǝop ʇı ǝlɔıʇɹɐ ƃuıɥʇolɔ ɐ sı ʇı pǝɔuıʌuoɔ sı puıɯ ʎɯ ǝɔuO  ˙ǝʌoɯ oʇ ʇɐoɔ ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ uosɐǝɹ ǝlqısnɐld ɐ ǝʞıl sɯǝǝs ʎq ƃuıɯooz sǝlɔıɥǝʌ ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝʇɐǝɹɔ ʇuǝɹɹnɔ ɹıɐ ǝɥ⊥  ˙ʇɐoɔ ɹǝɥʇɐǝl ƃuol ɐ ǝʞıl sʞoo⅂  ˙pǝʍollɐ ʇou ǝɹɐ suɐıɹʇsǝpǝd ǝɹǝɥʍ ǝɔɐld ǝɥ⊥  ˙ɯǝʇsʎs ʎɐʍɥƃıH ǝɥʇ ɟo ʇɹɐd sı ʇɐɥʇ ʇuǝɯǝsɐǝ ǝɥʇ ƃuıuıɟǝᗡ  ˙pɐoɹ ǝɥʇ oʇ lǝllɐɹɐd ǝɔuǝɟ ǝɥ⊥  ˙lıɐɹ ǝɔuǝɟ ǝɥʇ ɹǝʌo pǝdɐɹp sı ƃuıɥʇǝɯoS

  ˙pǝɟ sı lnos ǝɥʇ ɹǝʌo sǝʞɐʇ ssǝɔoɹd ǝɥ⊥  ˙uǝddɐɥ ʎǝɥʇ sıɥʇ ǝʞıl sʇuǝɯoɯ ɹoɟ noʎ sǝɹɐdǝɹd ǝuo oN  ˙pǝʌɐs ʇǝƃ llɐ sllǝɯs ǝɥʇ 'spunos ǝɥʇ 'sɹoloɔ ǝɥ⊥  ˙ʎɹoɯǝɯ ǝɥʇ ɟo ʇɹɐd sǝɯoɔǝq lɐsnoɹɐ ʎɹosuǝs ǝɥ⊥   ˙pıʌıʌ ǝɹɐ ʎǝɥʇ puɐ pǝʇɐǝɹɔ ʇǝƃ sǝıɹoɯǝɯ ǝɯoS

  ˙snldɹns ʎƃɹǝuǝ ǝɯıʇ ɯɐǝɹp ǝɥʇ ǝpısɐ ƃuıʇʇǝS  ˙pǝpɹɐɔsıp ǝq oʇ ǝnpısǝɹ dn pǝsn ƃuıʇɔǝlloϽ  ˙ɥʇʍoɹƃ ƃuıʇɐɹǝuǝ⅁  ˙ǝzılɐɹʇnǝu ɹo ǝƃɹnd oʇ ʇnduı ɔıxoʇ ƃuıʇɐlosI  ˙ʇuǝɯɥsıɹnou puıɟ oʇ sǝıɹoɯǝɯ ƃuıllɐɔǝᴚ ˙suoıʇɔunɟ uıɐɹq ǝɥʇ ʎɐʍ ǝɥʇ lɐǝɯ ɐ ƃuıʇsǝƃıp oʇ ɹɐlıɯıs sı ʇı ǝsoddns I  ˙ǝƃuɐɹʇs ɹo pɐq 'pooƃ sɐ ʎɐp ʎɯ ƃuıʎɟılɐnb ɟlǝsʎɯ ǝɔıʇou I  ˙ƃuolɐ ʇɟıɹp I ɹǝʌıɹ ʍollɐɥs ɐ uı ʇuǝɹɹnɔ ǝɥʇ ǝʞıl 'ʇı uı ƃuıʎɐʇs puɐ ǝuɐl ǝuo ƃuıʞɔıԀ  ˙ǝɯoɥ ǝʌıɹp ǝɥʇ uo ʎɐp ǝɥʇ ɟo sʇɥƃnoɥʇ ʎɯ ƃuılǝʌɐɹun oʇ pǝsn uǝʇʇoƃ pɐɥ I

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I had gotten used to unraveling my thoughts of the day on the drive home.  Picking one lane and staying in it, like the current in a shallow river I drift along.  I notice myself qualifying my day as good, bad or strange.  I suppose it is similar to digesting a meal the way the brain functions. Recalling memories to find nourishment.  Isolating toxic input to purge or neutralize.  Generating growth.  Collecting used up residue to be discarded.  Setting aside the dream time energy surplus.

Some memories get created and they are vivid.   The sensory arousal becomes part of the memory.  The colors, the sounds, the smells all get saved.  No one prepares you for moments like this they happen.  The process takes over the soul is fed.  

Something is draped over the fence rail.  The fence parallel to the road.  Defining the easement that is part of the Highway system.  The place where pedestrians are not allowed.  Looks like a long leather coat.  The air current created by the vehicles zooming by seems like a plausible reason for the coat to move.  Once my mind is convinced it is a clothing article it doesn't seem strange.  It looks like a billow of air up drafted under the coat and causes it to fill like a balloon.  In a quick and odd movement, the shape appears to be a person slumped over with it's back to the roadway.  No justifiable reason to stop and investigate.  I'm startled by its human like shape.  It quickly deflates.  My mind wondered about the chances of a direct forceful gust of air to cause what appeared to be a heavy leather jacket to inflate.  My next thought is jarred away from invisible air currents.  The heaviness in my chest, I grow completely aware of my breathing.  Like my lungs could stop working.   The concentration it takes to remind my body to breathe. Before I have the chance to panic.  My mind is overwhelmed with the thought it isn't air that filled the coat.  It is rage.  It is hatred.  The lifeless coat comes to life.  It is filled by the rage, the hatred, the anger the human traits it feeds on for energy.  It is waiting to victimize the unused energy that dwells in all human beings.  To guard your thoughts and keep them sweet doesn't dissipate the energy created by hatred.  A seductive influence not easy to distinguish.  Who gives any thought to the internal working of the body, the blood moving through the system while it is contained under the skin. It's a primitive part in the brain that is activated when blood flows red for our eyes to see.

Take pity on the one who desperately wants to be accepted.  The deception is beautiful.  The lies guard the truth.  The truth reveals the lie.  

Alligator Lizard in the Alligator Plant

He hung out for quite awhile today in the alligator plant Bryophyllum daigremontianum

mental illness on a Sunday morning

I was chased by a crazy guy.  He chased me 30 miles on the 215 Freeway.  When the CHP finally caught him to find out why he chased me he told them he thought his girlfriend was in my car.  I don't know him or his girlfriend.  All you need is a reason.  The reason doesn't have to make sense the facts don't have line up either.  You can go berserk and as long as you have a reason everything you did during that time doesn't matter. As for me I'm thankful for my life after this incident. I'm supposed to be forgiving.

Divine Word Retreat Center in the La Sierra Hills area *vandalized*

http://www.pe.com/articles/cross-798674-center-james.html

About 1:30 p.m. Wednesday, March 30, a neighbor called the Divine Word Retreat Center, near La Sierra and Cypress avenues, wondering if gusting winds and rain the night before had unearthed a 20-foot cross long perched on a hill behind the Catholic-run center.

Gambling for the seamless tunic: A Catholic Priest lost money gambling

http://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/mar/30/canadian-priest-claims-gambled-funds-for-iraqi-refugees

 Sounds reasonable a Catholic Priest during Holy Week would gamble for the Seamless Garment.

A red bug on a Gopher Snake tail

I have to wonder do snakes have tails? or is their entire body a snake?

Jaywalking at night wearing all black on Hwy 74 in Hemet. The latest trend.

It's surreal driving and having people just appear in your headlines like ghosts.  They stand in lanes outside the illumination of the headlights.  They approach from the sidewalk walking or on a bicycle.  They move in fast as you driving by so they are standing right next to your vehicle as you pass them.  If you get startled by one and move to the next lane you could easily hit one.  As you drive forward they move toward your car.   I'm not sure if it is a game they are playing.  If they are looking to get hit for an insurance claim. The only want to remain hidden until your vehicle is close enough to hit them.

 

Glamping...

Glamorous camping. I found an article online talking about glamping.  There is a website dedicated to the experience:
 http://www.glamping.com/

Could this mean an end to homelessness across America?  Maybe someone could set up a business where people can book vacations to homeless encampments across the country.  You could get the intravenous drug experience by paying extra to inject saline like a junkie.  Go panhandling, shoplifting, crapping in parking lot planters, and jaywalking at night wearing all black clothing (which has become really popular in Hemet)

The jaywalking at night really needs it's own blog post.

Prehistoric Easter Egg hunt in Orange, Connecticut in honor of the brutal nature of this season.

 A holiday steeped in traditional Raptor behavior taking eggs wildly foraging.

All were having a good time the Pachycephalosaurus showed up and started headbutting everyone.

Jesus showed up before ascending to retrieve His heavenly body.  The humans in attendance behaving as predicted.  Once again no one was let down.  Everyone was relieved to see the social engineering of love and kindness hadn't officially taken hold and mayhem ensued.

How many Christian martyrs does it take for Pope Francis to change a light bulb?

"more blood, more blood safe behind the wall, drooling for more blood behind that wall"

Racist cat video made even more racist

MENIFEE: Kindergarten play canceled after audience altercation

A verbal altercation turned into pushing and shoving, Vasquez said. At some point, the play was canceled and authorities were called to the school.

http://www.pe.com/articles/school-797971-menifee-incident.html

I think I might be cynical

Went to see Zootopia yesterday.  No death, no Jesus, no drops of blood. (no where to spray the luminol)  Disney tying up the loose ends of years of social engineering.  Can anyone let me borrow their finger to tighten up this bow on the package?

A worthy effort Disney but... 

FAMILY OF TEEN-AGER STABBED AT DISNEYLAND FILES $60 MILLION LAWSUIT

AP

Published: April 13, 1981

http://www.nytimes.com/1981/04/13/us/family-of-teen-ager-stabbed-at-disneyland-files-60-million-lawsuit.html 

Disney Arrogance - The Death of Mel Yorba

http://www.anomalies-unlimited.com/Disney/Yorba.html

When to say "You need Jesus"

This chair showed up last  night in the parking where I work.  I said "That's the Devil's chair" not sure what made me think that.  Perhaps the type of customers that had been in the store.  Maybe because it's close to Easter.  I'd imagine he gets lonely and frustrated dealing with the folks that are attracted to him.  Having to maintain composer, suppressing his real intentions.  Sitting on his throne. A cheap executive chair on wheels in a dimly lit parking lot.  Petty thieves, drug deals.  The occasionally misguided, the poor choices, the easy answer.  Stand before that throne.  How we trivialize overwhelmed emotions, to not see, to not know.  The dark the cold the grave.  

One of the customer's said He is Risen, after I said Happy Easter to her.

accident on Hwy 74 at Truelson

speaking on another level

Hand's free bacon moustache exclusively at Denny's

I think the waiter's hand's free bacon moustache was better than the one pictured.   The particle board wood smoke flavoring was fitting.  Especially since the cook refuses to read the order correctly. Relying solely on protocols taught during training.  Everyone gets tomato slices with a burger.  Eggs over easy and bacon with a pancake order.  

  

Online image converter to svg

http://image.online-convert.com/convert-to-svg

Free Helicopter rides for lazy backpackers FREE EVERYTHING, ALL FREE, ALL THE TIME. Welcome to California. Free Helicopter rides

SAN GORGONIO MOUNTAIN: Three hikers rescued by helicopter

http://www.pe.com/articles/san-797601-three-hikers.html

Three lost  lazy hikers were flown by helicopter off San Gorgonio Mountain Sunday morning, March 20, after they reported made up the story about the possibility of altitude sickness.

The search and rescue unit of San Bernardino County Sheriff's Department was notified at 8:07 a.m. Sunday of three lost lazy hikers, said spokesperson Jody Miller.

The initial report said the hikers -- it was not clear how many -- were feeling unwell, possibly due to the elevation, Miller said.

The man and two women were found at a campsite and flown to Highway 38 near Valley of the Falls, where they were taken to their vehicle in good condition (relieved they didn't have to walk all the way down and drove off without nary a symptom), Miller said.

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Weird the article says nothing about whether this group had an Adventure pass or the proper permits needed for hiking.   Seems highly unlikely an inexperienced group of hikers would have made it that far up by 8:00 A.M.  Too much left out in this piece. 

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additional information:

For day use a permit is required on any of the trails in the San Gorgonio Wilderness. These are free and self-issued. If camping overnite anywhere within the San Gorgonio Wilderness a permit is required. The permits can be obtained at the Ranger Station in Mentone, 34701 Mill Creek Rd. You can also request via fax at (909) 794-1125. The Barton Flats Visitor Center on Hywy 38 and the Fawnskin Ranger Station in Big Bear also can issue these permits. New phone # 909-382-2882

If you want a permit for Vivian for a dayhike on the weekend in the summertime, you must get it 3-4 weeks in advance. South Fork camps such as Dry and Dollar Lakes are also filling several weeks in advance.

If you want to hike during the week, you have a better chance of getting a permit.

Self-issue permits aren't always available - they oftentimes run out, or get stolen. So we recommend getting your permit in advance! Please allow at least 72 hours for processing of permits.

And as a reminder, self-issue permits are only good for that day.

In addition to the wilderness permits an Adventure Pass is required for each vehicle. These can be obtained from any of the ranger stations or from many of the local merchants. According to "tarol" Adventure Passes are now required at only the Vivian, Momyer, and South Fork Trailheads - the other SG Wilderness Trailheads are free.

Man from La Mancha the Original Anti-Environmentalist

SAN BERNARDINO: Man stabs girlfriend's ex with knife sharpener

http://www.pe.com/articles/boyfriend-797320-san-girlfriend.html

Maybe he did a cartwheel
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Tickets on sale:

http://www.ticketmaster.com/man-of-la-mancha-san-bernardino-california-07-16-2016/event/09005041A2E41C0D

gum man

Steampunk Festival

PERRIS: Steampunk festival returns to Orange Empire Railway Museum

The Iron Horse - Family Steampunk Carnivale returns to the Orange Empire Railway Museum on March 19-20.

http://www.pe.com/articles/steampunk-797331-zanin-museum.html

Test Drive Leaves Car Salesman Dead,

Test Drive Leaves Car Salesman Dead, Driver Facing DUI Terrorism Charges

Witnesses say the red Corvette was driving around 70 mph when it crashed into (strategically hit on the passenger side) a tree Tuesday.

 02/24/2016 10:01 am ET

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/test-drive-kills-salesman_us_56cdb160e4b0ec6725e47c27

How they reacted to meatspin

Mark Zuckerberg reacts to meatspin


PayPal founders react to meatspin

Aquaman

Donald Trump resurrecting the dead

Donald Trump has been resurrecting dead careers since June 16, 2016.
He's brought Hitler back to life.  He reorganized the KKK.  I even read Satan had his tailor alter a suit that was fitting too snug from over indulging in souls since the turn of the century.

Emperor Guillotine nukes a lush valley with his fingernail

38 Special Second Chance

"The sixties are back with a shitty sound track"

"The sixties are back with a shitty sound track"  My friend said that yesterday I thought it was perfect and hilarious.  She added Satan is probably shaking his head saying " There is nothing left for me to do ... might as well go home".  I said "I think he is gonna to stay around to make sure no one blames crappy music on him".  Satan's saying "I'm gonna start praying for you because I don't want to be stuck listening to this crap for eternity".

38 Special at Morongo last night

Did not disappoint. Would see them again.

A double rainbow over our place March 11 2016

100 tabs opened in mobile google chrome

HEMET: 3 injured

http://www.pe.com/articles/injured-796613-shooting-morning.html

By ANNE MILLERBERND and ALEX GROVES / STAFF WRITERS

Published: March 10, 2016 Updated: 9:50 p.m.

Update with details about shooting and those injured

A late night fight between members of different gangs near a Hemet apartment complex left three people injured Wednesday, March 9, authorities said.

Police say they arrived to an apartment complex in the 200 block of South Yale Street about 11:39 p.m. and found a woman with a broken hip and two people with gunshot-related wounds.

The woman whose hip was broken had reportedly jumped from the second story window of an apartment after hearing the sound of gunfire.

A man found in the complex's courtyard area had suffered multiple gunshot wounds to his hip and groin areas, and a minor found outside the complex suffered a laceration to her arm from being grazed by a bullet, police say.

All three people suffered non-life-threatening injuries and were taken to hospitals for treatment, according to a Hemet police news release.

Police say gunfire erupted after a verbal dispute between members of either two or three different gangs.

Witnesses say the alleged gang members had been arguing on and off throughout the day, the release says.

Another person who could have been involved in the dispute reportedly arrived to the San Gorgonio Memorial Hospital emergency room around 2:30 a.m. Thursday with a gunshot wound to his shoulder, according to the release.

Hemet police officers asked that the person be held until they could arrive to the hospital and question him, the release says, but that person had fled the hospital before they arrived.

Hemet police detectives are still investigating the shooting and are asking that anyone who might have seen what happened, or who has information, contact Cpl Gabe Gomez at 951-765-7329.

Contact the writers: 951-368-9567, amillerbernd@pe.com or @annieanyway on Twitter; 951-368-9693, agroves@pe.com or @AlexDGroves on Twitter.

a con artist meets an artist

Monotone voices
making demands
misunderstanding
glow in the dark paint
weird days and more
con artist failure
bike without a lock
handicap parking
lip reading mishap

What happens when a con artist meets a hearing impaired woman with a sense of humor.  The con artist has to try and look competent while dealing with bad lip reading.  The con artist relies heavily on being misunderstood, but not quite like this.

Goats SE corner Hwy 74 and Olson

camping in the San Bernardino Mountains

The slow parade

The people in power our entire lifetime.  It's like a slow parade we are forced to be spectators.  The leaves fall each year.  The view never changes.  Glass shatter, styled to show the statue hasn't died. The Blue Fairy can't make your wooden legs real, no matter how much money you have.  Cold damp castle walls, an elaborate storage shed, feelings go unnoticed.  Toys lose their life while waiting in the bin.  "Blue Fairy make me a real boy" the Queen asks.  Not realizing yet no one has ever listened to her.   Her dream of becoming a real boy, and leaving the playhouse castle.  The doorman snail, the slow parade, rapid thinking becomes exhaustive.  Sleep will help finish the story.

image source: 

https://www.flickr.com/photos/wendelinjacober/

flip your wig, wigging out, fright wig, flip top wig?

What I find most shocking.  I can't find a video of a flip top wig.  Somehow it seems to be a comedy staple, but I don't know why.  I can't recall where I've seen one.  Could this be evidence of an implanted memory conspiracy?

What happens when Yelp get's a bad Yelp review?

Same as any business that gets a bad Yelp review.  

Different scenarios each getting the same result.  

Raped by the CEO