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[SPARECHANGE]

I'm not sorry, bout cali...

 

[SPARECHANGE]

invention
safety net/splishguard... just sayin...
-sorry, cat

 

[SPARECHANGE]

ok... that's just weinerdog wrongness

-bad dog

 

[SPARECHANGE]

universal balance

for Larry the roofer's truck

-my bad

 

[Moshmen]

i feel ur pain.
i know exactly where ruth's chris is... from me. sigh.
doesn't make sense for me to eat more than a $3 bag of salad... i.e... :



salad... by any means, necessary...



5 minute chicken, anyone?



uh oh... forgot about the spicy chicken... oops:

well... pillz r good

yup... about how it went... butt... DON'T P U S H !!! only gets worse...

here's a shot of my house, from Google earth, right now.

Heres your off topic I first ate at Ruth Chris 27 years ago in Chicago, it was my honeymoon, the food was excellent filet I believe but what I remember most is the big city experience! Where I grew up there was no rich or poor just sone a little better off than others, I’d not really seen people panhandling/ street performing etc.
well one nite on the way to dinners lawrey’s Prime rib I believe
We met a man
A black man askin to shine my shoes( to set off that 80’s sport suit!) why not I said sure! Shine me up gave the man $10 and he polished up my “shoe” starting with the right foot, oh man he had it lookin great ! He stood and held out his hand and said “ that will be $20 for the left one sir!” Wtf just happened? One shiny shoe one dull one walking into a $100 a plate restaurant dude knew what he was doin! Lmao got educated quick!
Never knew how good I had it or how sheltered we were until then!
My story for the month lmao

 

[the rrock]

I like Ruth Chris primarily my niece was GM of Fresno location than moved to Palm desert, so over that 10-11 yr timeline I ate their twice a year free()booze also).We made it right for her by my wife officiating her wedding this year(shes a realtor now in torrey pines area and married a lawyer in a cannabis law practice)
Point is Mortons is far and above a better steakhouse imo

 

[Moshmen]

I think Ruth Chris has slipped over the years? More locations more of a chain today Our better steak house is the Black Rock bar and grill, u actually cook your own steak on a lava rock but it’s awesome!

 

[Moshmen]

I like Ruth Chris primarily my niece was GM of Fresno location than moved to Palm desert, so over that 10-11 yr timeline I ate their twice a year free()booze also).We made it right for her by my wife officiating her wedding this year(shes a realtor now in torrey pines area and married a lawyer in a cannabis law practice)
Point is Mortons is far and above a better steakhouse imo

Closest Morton’s to me is Orlando I think and yes I think it is above Chris !

 

[SPARECHANGE]

omg... mosh has a story!!!

k but I'll forget this if i read stuff so - no disrespect, mosh... u know i will. i got to street performers... i know L!!! maybe ate there, once.


ok so and I'm not sayin I'm wakin up. it's just a tease.
the man i met, last night... and shared absinthe with... just a tease cause ill forget if i don't shape it- ever heard of full disclosure... so Vietnam, cambodia, laos... we know, now, right... cause it hurts nobody... ever heard of blackops... you'd b surprised how our government, treats these people... and... he gave his blessing. i hope to meet him, again and listen...
i wasn't lyin bout the booze... people have a tendency to underestimate the big A... prolly what made fight club, so easy: if it was ur first after party at me n Jimmy's pad... ya had to f, or f...
absinthe... my fav brand- 3 shotz, is the perfect buzz. 4+ & ur in a blackout; likely to F, OR F... and we weren't using shot glasses... i may have been a lil off, on my pours. oops... and i was 86'd, by our host... who's home, btw, had a wet bar, i felt quite at home, against.
tbh, i don't believe we were... in disagreement. he'd asked me for a favor. realize... as a friend of a friend, i extend courtesies. he had a... msg... for a man who's been good to me and i made my position, known. another name popped up... i may have said
-sc
don't you dare say an unkind word about this person, in my presence.


and out i was asked to step.
no problem. he's still, one of my heroes.

and the man had recently donated a total of forty million dollars, between two charities.

isn't that something

to b continued

i just had to set the table so i wouldn't forget

and my escort... mocha"s momma... vehemently, rose to my defense, as i waited in the hoopty... many times... i had to holla back... it's his house... let it go...

-absinthe madness

mornin, gang
I'm off to lala land
i just thought I'd left my phone n the car and y'all know i forget stuffs

 

[SPARECHANGE]

awesome... nice to c the other storytellers, wakin up. bout time!!!


ok so yes, we were in Cambodia and laos.
he was there during the tet offensive... and took a rocket... that's all he remembered of the rocket and has henceforth, been living on wheels.
our boy, was a sniper... with a dance card and remembered his count, to me.

born in 44, the grandson, of very successful, farmers... who passed, leaving the cake, to pops.
well..., 44, was ww2... pops, wanted to serve. momz, disapproved. pops, took his $ in the divorce (which was so rare, in the day, it would've made the family, outcasts.) an uncle, took them in...

uncle, owned a wrecking yard... took too school busses, built a home, in between... one bus, for the boys... one, for the gals... even plumbing out, the girl's bus, as it had the kitchen... wow.

he was heralded, as a rich kid... and if one can imagine... was beaten over it, plenty... even on wheels... i could see he'd have been short... even, then. ;(

so he drops out of school... sounds familiar: raised, in poverty... drop out...

if i got the order, correct, because it never occurred to ask... it was kid, militant, injury... cop... oh... that's right... ha... remind me... college, engineering degree (makes him kinda a genius... the label prior to engineering)... marriage, marriage, divorce x2... and the guest house he resides in, today... with a portopotty, as his shytter, outside.

know how our gvt treats blackops, injured retirees? $250 per month... did i mention friendly fire? yup... rocket prolly had u.s.a. stamped on it, somewhere... no kiddin.
the perfume river, came up and he started describing... i had to cut our man, off. i believe he was going to get graphic and i asked him to refrain from gore, as much as possible... weak stomach for what we do to our children, u know. o fuck... i forgot... sigh... he received 2 bronze stars. he had yet to set them to flame and i swear... I'd let it go in his hesitation, to get em out and plumb, forgot, after... a 13 peep, unit... it's lone, survivor. apparently, he's in a book, called the who's who, of America. hmmm... not a big book, guy... sorry.

i forget why ummm... he felt the government owed him $3,800,000...
as a statey, in misipi, after that (i dare u to tell a SOUTHERNER, it don't sound like it's spelled, or u may b the humpbacked, i...)... and if u pick up enough, hear n there, to know that river... and its proximity to Colombian cocaine... could b a ohhh how do u spell, thoroughfare!!! for commerce, into the heart of America... and u happen to prod along hiztory... yep... ends up as a rivercop... could have ended up liberating $3.8mil, from a drug bust, with access to more, if he'd wanted. y'all know how imaginative i can b... and how incriminating that'd b, if it were true; making me an accessory so naturally, i made up the bullshyt, story...

eventually, he gets his college degree; never finishing, high school...

 

[SPARECHANGE]

i didn't wanna f it up, lose it n have to attempt to remember it all, again.

so he starts his own company... because successful and through it all... never... never... felt he knew love... member what i said about not envy, as to your gods? yup... never knew when someone in his life, was simply there to take all that was his. shame. told me his monthly, besides the $200ish... i lied... said i made exponentially, more... fuk... i want the man's story... not hizmoney. and yes... it was obvious... after 3.8 to one charity and the balance of the 40mil... make a wish and i forget the other... but he was specific about 3.8, for some, unknown reason and i knew it was his 30 pieces of shiny shiny. man feels he has alot to pay for, I'd imagine...

so now, a sniper, loses his eyesight. word is, when it goes... he'll roll himself past a port a potty and fyre away. we'll c... if we can educate him as to pain... well, n hizmind, pain is half the battle. b nice, if he stuck around for a while... obviously, our disclosing government, ain't got mucho to say, about laos, Cambodia, air America, jfk, lady dIE n Roswell... ollie north, i bet... kept a couple aces, palmed... dood left, breathin... the island perv, did not.

hmmm... urgh... I'm gettin lost... lemme try n finish!!!

 

[SPARECHANGE]

i asked whether he'd met dr. tom Dooley, who I'd read, worked all over our denial, countries, helpin their victims, remove various "debris", stamped with English, lettering; 3 of which would've been: u, s, and a, from time to time...
he'd heard of such a man, in areas he'd "encountered", allegedly... even with disclosure, obamastyle, i suppose... bushes, come to mind, as well... well... every single, gvt entity and admin, for that matter, the world over... the words, france, Vietnam, and rubber, were uttered, more than once. i just think it's funny... peeps seem to feel the blue dress guy and jfk, were the only men of power, who had an affinity for blow jobs and strange. hey, i am human, too.

fuck fuck fuck... I'm lost. sorry.

 

[SPARECHANGE]

now i get to drrroool over steakhouses! so lemme sit back and enjoy the book.

 

[SPARECHANGE]

Heres your off topic I first ate at Ruth Chris 27 years ago in Chicago, it was my honeymoon, the food was excellent filet I believe but what I remember most is the big city experience! Where I grew up there was no rich or poor just sone a little better off than others, I’d not really seen people panhandling/ street performing etc.
well one nite on the way to dinners lawrey’s Prime rib I believe
We met a man
A black man askin to shine my shoes( to set off that 80’s sport suit!) why not I said sure! Shine me up gave the man $10 and he polished up my “shoe” starting with the right foot, oh man he had it lookin great ! He stood and held out his hand and said “ that will be $20 for the left one sir!” Wtf just happened? One shiny shoe one dull one walking into a $100 a plate restaurant dude knew what he was doin! Lmao got educated quick!
Never knew how good I had it or how sheltered we were until then!
My story for the month lmao

omg! he's been to gangland! f'n ribs! moonshine! tommy gunz gunz n holes in old buildings, with plenty of stories, secrets and ohh... what's the name for those volstad clubs... hush hush, secret entrances... f! if i look it up, I'll lose the imagery!! f! oh oh i had it! f! and lost it, again.
omg that's awesome!
man, i have been to a handful of metropolises and while I've seen vegas, freemont and the occasional, guitar case... besides, dancers at risneyrand- i would feel honest in saying, i never saw a street performer! omg that is so cool! and then, to actually become a piece in hustler, chess, history. fuck. and i was just waiting to hear mosh had heard the man's story, for overpayin for a job, stolen by machines, save for shiny, hotels. what wouldn't mosh pay, today... to hear that swarthy, shiny... tell him a story and even... NAME DROP, his suckers. oh... i remember the old timey, name for a MARK... and it slipped my mind, soon as it flashed. what a cool chapter, in moshmen's, life! i mean capone, may have had his shoe... shined, in that same seat, a grain, earlier. o m g !!!

 

[SPARECHANGE]

I like Ruth Chris primarily my niece was GM of Fresno location than moved to Palm desert, so over that 10-11 yr timeline I ate their twice a year free()booze also).We made it right for her by my wife officiating her wedding this year(shes a realtor now in torrey pines area and married a lawyer in a cannabis law practice)
Point is Mortons is far and above a better steakhouse imo

lived in a fortress, in THE dhs, for a spell. THAT, is the Ruth's i went to, in cali. the other, being vergas... i felt, pd's, was superior so thank ur young lady, for me. she cook? lmk, if things go south and i will reciprocate.sorry, g... it's surf n turf! o... nm... plumbing is broke. I'll stick with $3, tuleyfog, bags o salad and 3 yard, cardboard bins, of carrots. supercool, rock. seen morten's. unfortunately, never had the pleasure.
if the plate sized, $20 potatoes, are to die for... i can't imagine, if I'd ordered booze. u suck.

 

[SPARECHANGE]

funny... dhs has a, "have a nice day", urban ASSAULT shiny... and 99% of miracle springs and dhs spa hotel area, is such a renowned, palm springs, suburban shithole... one could c, down the hill... tanks a rollin n shovelers, burying the bodies, in the desert, so to speak.

true story

 

[SPARECHANGE]

my landlord's father, was a nazi soldier, to his dying, shame and the property mgr... had the pussycat theater, connection...

true story

 

[SPARECHANGE]

i forgot

there's a movie, called
-movie
don't cry, it's only thunder
and the only place i could find it, gratis, last time i hunted for it, was multi pieced, YouTube, of poor quality...
the man, was perhaps, or not... a party to transporting the someone else liberated, u.s. goods... to open 30, orphanages... just a lil over, the number of hizsniped, dead.

isn't that something

nobody else, was taking these babies... street performers of their time... in.

how do yous feel about that

the theft of gvt issue... your family money... my family money.

now, imagine the color of their skin... matched yours... now, imagine... it was your mother and father he saved.

his eyes are blue.

i cannot afford the bigotry i instilled in my own son. i have a lot to pay for.

 

[SPARECHANGE]

i need to chill

 

[SPARECHANGE]

heard more than i wanted to about the past weekend. yup... I'm the asshole. i need to chill. i won't b besmirching, the person who's side i heard. suffice to say- those who require blood, will get it. every lie we tell... we pay for. the person will not b able to afford words spoken, against me, in heaven. itea small town. each letter has gravity. mind we have integrity. it matters. those who comprehend mercy, will get it. those letters, die within me and it hurts because i put my g at risk and... i cost this person... for knowing me. i break everything i touch. i could've cured their physical pain.

true story

i need to chill