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Friday, November 29, 2013

When a turkey gets stuffed it sounds like...

November 29, 2013

Ughhhhh...


Kind of a different Thanksgiving yesterday. I spent the day working on a few motor home issues and just wandering around the property remembering past holidays with my family when there was a house here. It just isn't right when the gravity of what Code Enforcement stole from me begins to weigh heavy on those cherished memories. It just isn't right. And those responsible (i.e.  Munoz, Perez, Chamberlain, etc.) need to be held accountable for their actions and those who were told of the situation and did nothing (i.e. Sacramento County Sheriff, Susan Peters, state and federal EPA, etc.) should be reprimanded. And the entire incidence should be exposed in the news media.

The problem is that Sacramento County is a crooked bunch of thieves and they get away with too much trampling on people's rights. So I will find my own way of evening the score...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Thursday, November 28, 2013

I only want to tell Sacramento County, especially Code Enforcement and Susan Peters...

November 28, 2013


Thanks Turkey...


With the holiday season upon us I look at all the things that I've experienced over the past few years and how Sacramento County Code Enforcement is a dominant force contributing to all the negative crap that has overshadowed my life in this time. On this note I wish to express my sincere gratitude to them by saying, "Thanks you fucking turkey(s)!" 

Monday, November 25, 2013

And when time does end...

November 25, 2013

There's No One There To Know It...


Time marches on and on and on... At least it has thus far for a very long, long time - or so they say... Who knows... Maybe time started the moment you first became conscious of time... Your frrst moment sparked the onset of time... It wasn't there before... When you began, it began... You can't prove it was there with out you... How could there be time and you weren't aware it was there... If it all began when you began then you began time... Your time began so all time began as no time ended... With the end of no time all time set forth towards the end of time... But your time beginning meant no time ended so that was the end of time... And if time's goal is the end of time that time has passed and time, there fore, is moving to it's end when the end was it's beginning that has already gone as the end comes never because time can;t go back. It marches forward towards it's end getting farther away not closer tto it's goal... And it can never go back so it goes forth getting farther away the closer it gets... So far the end of time has failed to materialize even though it already has... And when it finally gets there where it's already been time will be done as no time begins... And time is now no time and there is no one there to know it unless your time begins when no time has ended,,, 

Friday, November 22, 2013

When you look at life today you see...

November 22, 2013

What A Farce It Is...


The fire chief in Loomis is collecting a pension from Alameda of $140,000 added to his $61,000 pay a chief and he's on the town council! First off, you don't draw a pension until you retire and you retire in your 60's. That's the way it should be. And I don't care what kind of fireman he was (is) $140,000 is way too much. No wonder this country is going broke and falling apart. There never should have been a deal made that would allow that kind of money be paid to someone - anyone! - especially not until at least 60 years old. And nobody should be double-dipping and have others backing him saying he is part time and his position is temporary or what ever so he can do it. Public Service careers should not be so lucrative. I'm sorry but it's no wonder the country is in the shits.

And public agencies that are allowed to do what Code Enforcement did to me and are enabled by good-for-nothing superiors and worthless County Supervisors as well as dumber that dick snot sheriff deputies are also proof that mediocrity is the new normal. Sure gives me an optimistic outlook...

Thursday, November 21, 2013

I just have to say it...

November 21, 2013


Fuck Off Bastards...


I am so fed up with the rotten pieces  of shit that work for Sacramento County that I'm close to extracting my revenge for the bull shit that Code Enforcement pulled when they tore my house down and they continued their harassment up to this day. And the real astonishing part is that they can get away with it with no consequences. There is no justice when county officials ignore the crimes their own members commit and won't even acknowledge my complaints. All the times I contacted Susan "Pea Brain" Peters and she won't even contact me personally to try to mediate a remedy even a politician's tainted all words and no action excuse. Code Enforcement committed numerous crimes against me and my property and the sheriff won't do squat on my behalf. A bunch of arrogant pigs is all they are.

And they continue to fuck me over now with the motor home I have on my property that I need to take parts from to use on the one I use before it gets hauled to the scrap yard. It's parked on an empty lot - empty because the fucking idiots tore the house down! - and isn't hurting anyone or anything yet the CHP, the sheriff and Code Enforcement have wasted countless time and resources writing citations and all the other crap they do because it's another way to fuck me over. That's bull shit and they know it! Well, they think that motor home is a problem... wait and see what comes next! They are going to have their filthy little hands full of surprises from this day forth.

I have so many things now planned that they will have at least 2 new things a day to deal with. They have a problem with eye sores then I will make their eyes so sore they'll go blind! They have a problem with my motor home... how about 20 of them? They don't like me staying on my property? How does Sacramento Safe Ground North sound? Those are only the simple things...

They will have so many things to deal with they will have to create a whole new department just to deal with my property. I will give them so much to deal with that the county will be screaming in anguish. I have no respect for any of them any more. Respect needs to be earned and they are not capable of the kind of work necessary to earn my respect. I will take from them all that they took from me. They will learn that there is a price to be paid for the wrong actions they took. They tore my house down and they scattered my belongings and my mother's ashes on the floor... what do you think I will do to their's?

I don't give a rat's ass any more. They destroyed my life and my future. They will hate their future...


Tuesday, November 19, 2013

November 19, 2013


I See Why So...


There just has to be a puny, little 2-faced snitch-bitch, weenie-meal, dog shit breath, Lillie liver douche bag causing strife since they can't see the real picture , no doubt of course to the preconceived notions in his tiny little cranium jaded by the mass media stereotypical characters portrayed in popular culture today that surely have him confused and unsure what's really going on!

And just what is going on? Of course this would be from where I sit that I sees what I sees And I seen a pair of CHP drive up behind motor home #1 while I was removing parts from #2 to put on #1 and informed me that they had a complaint call about an RV blocking a driveway. I said that sounds kinda like that would be me, since the back of #1 was 3 feet into Mrs. Nichols driveway. And taking into account that Mrs. Nichols is 90-something and it was almost 10:00pm, a time of night that I have never seen her get in her car to drive anywhere (and I've lived next door to her for a half a century) that I seriously doubt that she called and I doubted more seriously now that since there was still room for her to back out past the RV where was the problem?

They told me to just park up in the yard next time and it would all be good... So when Code Enforcement comes on the hunt I just tell 'em the Highway Patrol told me to park here. Can't disobey a peace officer, right?

So every body gets a big waste of time to accomplish absolutely nothing. Just like the 2 sheriff who were called 2 nights prior to this. And this is likely from a Neighborhood Association busy-body with a heart full of hate and a head full of delusions. This is one real-life, bona fide, card carrying, official, A #1, primo Captain America who is bent on saving the neighborhood first... and then the whole wide World. Right before your eyes. Can you believe it? I'll bet you can...

And even though I see what I see there seems no answer for why it is so...

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

All I can say is...

November 13, 2013

So What?


It isn't a surprise at all but Parking Enforcement doesn't seem to like my second motor home parked in front of my property. It shouldn't be parked there but I knew if I put it on the property Code Enforcement would come unglued and tow it even though it would be perfectly fine there. It's non-oped and nobody is living in it yet the ass holes would have to make a big deal out of it and I don't have time to deal with their bull shit. So they put another ticket on it and next they'll want to tow it. I'm trying to get the parts I need off it and then it's going to the scrap yard. Just haven't had the time to get the last few things I need removed. Maybe in the morning I can deal with it and call the junker to come haul it off. Besides the parts the cash I can get for junking it can pay the bill I have with the court over the bull shit fines. $500 worth for one of the bogus charges the last couple of years. Even though the last time I was in court I asked that all the fines and charges they had got bundled together so that when I left jail everything would be done. Again, they lied...

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Why would you ask me...

November 9, 2013

Is It Still Summer?


The forecast had a little rain in the near future but thus far it's eluded us. Predicting the weather with all the computer models and satellite imagery is just as unreliable as it was when granny had her cricket in a matchbox. Its just one of those years we get every 10 or 12 years when the weather is wonderful into December and then we get some monster storms to start things off and the storm systems continue in quick succession through January and into February. March goes back and forth with the traditional April showers into May flowers and Spring... By June it's hotter than the July fireworks with no water August confirming the drought talk. September and October are cooler than norm as Halloween brings us some rain. And more rain... And more... Floods take over where dry and dusty once stood. Then all the wanna be dam builders sign in and life goes on and on... Or not...

When its all said and done water rates go up, some entity gets a ton of money for a feasibility study concerning Sucky Ducky Valley Reservoir and Resort plus Condominium City development. And the enviro-greenies get involved demanding Federal protection for an endangered moth/fly/bird/wolf/fish-hybrid that only mutates in dry Sucky Ducky Valley. Then Fish & Game shoots a reality series on how they bust  moth/fly/bird/wolf/fish-hybrid poachers.And the History channel has a huge special tracing the freakish creatures origins back to the Dead Sea Scrolls with claims it was the main course at the Last Supper and demonstrating the technique reclusive Monks employed to make a rippin' red wine from the blood of the moth/fly/bird/wolf/fish-hybrid...

The possibilities are endless and so goes time...